The plague infection! ~ RP ~ Players needed!

"How do you do that? It's uncanny!" Ethan looked at her in wonder. He counted how much ammo he had left. "S***, only three more." he muttered to himself, and he slipped the pistol in his pocket, replacing it wwith the crowbar.
"Lots of practice. And a sharp eye." She said. She put the pistol back in her belt and held the bow and arrow in her hand. "We got to get going. Follow me." She ran quickly behind a big road divider and crouched there,'listening for any movement or noise.

(Gtg, cya at pj day! Lol)
 
Kyle finally arrived at the cafeteria. He peeped his head in and saw three walkers, and one dead body they all feasted on. He gagged at the sight of the persons body parts being viciously torn off and then eaten. He readied his gun and then took a step inside. Splat!! Something popped under his shoe. He looked down at his feet and saw a pool of blood coming from what was under his shoe. There was some kind of wire that connected to that unknown object. Already disgusted he slowly lifted up his shoe and saw the remains of an eyeball. He could tell because it was still in a sphere-like shape and the iris was visible. However, blood and the insides puffed out from a large slit.
 
"Why would you need that much practice?" Ethan muttered as he followed Vira to the road divider. He was skilled at sneaking around unnoticed, and he seemed to merge with the shadows, even while moving.
She shrugged. "I don't know. It was a hobby for me before the infection spread." She said. She kept her bow in her right hand. She put the gun's safety on and put it in her waist band. She kept low, keeping her hearing sharp, to pick up on any noise.
 
Ethan heard rustling, a sound that seemed to be amplified by the silence. It came from a large, thick, but dying bush, and he stepped toward it cautiously, crowbar in hand, ready for a hostile creature to leap out. After a second of waiting for the worst, he prodded the bush with his weapon, and he heard the unmistakable mew of a young kitten, definitely only about a week old. He reached a hand in to where the cat was in and pulled it out. It was adorable, and Ethan's heart melted (not literally XD) at the mere sight of it. He smiled, a thing he hadn't done in years, "Awww, isn't it adorable?" :3
 
((Aaaaaawwwwww, can we keep him? :3))

"I'm gonna call him..." Ethan was at a loss for names, "Cookie. Because he's speckled like a s'mores cookie."
"Seriously? We're in the middle of an opocalyspe and your gunna keep a kitten?! We have to go. We can't keep it. Plus, when your around the kitten, your practically a puddle of goo." She said. (Haha)
 

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