Mission: Z, IC

[Himilo]

Aveline
Location: Ballamory​

As Aveline and Otto made their way back to Ballamory, she took one last glance at the abandoned houses. The quiet walk back gave her some time to think: it's a quiet area, it's far, and the other homes most likely have more goods to aid her. She knew she would have to think more on her options.

When they arrived back to Ballmory, she stashed the medical items in Jesse's care then went about her business, whether it was patrolling, strolling along the fence, tending the plants, or just sitting with herself and maintaining her nails. During the passing days, she questioned her options. 'Was a group really worth it?' 'You've already been here long enough.' 'It's too dangerous.' 'Being alone isn't knew to you.' The frustrated woman cursed to herself as she made sure her bag was secure, she remembered the route to the houses. Piece of cake.

Leaving through the back gate, she quietly began through the woods, zipping her jacket closed as cold wind blew. "Ugh…" she groans at the cold. The deeper she walked in the woods, the more confident and content she felt until she saw… Quickly ducking behind a tree, she sees lowbeam headlights. Two trucks passing by in Ballamory's direction. Aveline pauses in the moment, her stomach churning as she eyes the trucks and from where she came. She shook her head with a "Nope… Not my problem." she continues her route, not noticing her dramatically slow speed until it it abruptly stopped at the sound of gunshots. Her head turns immediately back, hearing the dogs barking, and shimmering light.

'They have guns.' she thinks to herself, convincing herself to continue to the houses. 'They'll be fine.' she copes as she begins to turn back. Running back and groaning at her decision. "C'est de la merde, c'est de la merde." she repeats a few times until she is upon Ballamory again and entered through the gate she came. Men and women she didn't recognize moving about but you know… who couldn't notice the burning houses? She catches one of the intruders and immediately knocks them down and swings her bat down on their head until blood is present. She keeps moving until she bumps into Jesse. "What are you doing?" she questioned before shaking her head. "Come on, this fire is serious." she starts rush, ducking behind the houses until she's upon Ballamory #1. "Evie?" she calls. "Dex?! Either and/or both?!"


["This is bullshit, this is bullshit."]

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​

ON PERSON:​

​

- Sneakers​

- White t-shirt​

- Blue jeans​

- Ankle socks​

- Black Jacket​

- Baseball Bat (main weapon)​

- Silver lighter (in back pocket)​

​

IN PACK:​

​

- Corey's stuffed animal​

- Picture of Aveline and Corey​

- 2x Bottle water​

- Small pistol​

- 12x pistol rounds​

- Baby wipes (doesn't actually smell like babies)​

- Bottle medicine: Ibuprofen, Benadryl, Tylenol (given to Jesse)​

- Bagged and labeled meeicine: Ibuprofen (6x), Benadryl (8x), Tylenol (4x)​

- Gauze (given to jesse)​

- Box of Hello Kitty Band-Aids (given to Jesse)​

- Ripped Gauze​

- Bagged band-Aids (10x)​

​

uh huh….okay

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Dexter | #1 Ballamory | 21 September 2026 - Noonish, darkorange, solid"]



Dexter had to admit... jumping out the window did seem a foolish idea. The possibility of breaking an ankle was a big one if they landed wrong, and an injury such as that was as good as a death sentence these days. Retreating past Carter and Evie to the bedroom door, he didn't even need to get all the way to the staircase to feel the heat from the flames double. "There's no way we're getting down the stairs, and we don't have much time up here, either." The floorboards had gone from warm, to uncomfortable at this point, and smoke was filling the room faster than it could drift out the window.

Slamming the door shut to give them as much time as possible, Dex picked up the terrified dog and sat him on the bed so his paws wouldn't burn before pulling on his own footwear. "I can hold one of you at arm's length out the window. It's not ideal, but it'll take a few feet off the drop at least. If you can-"

"Evie? Dex?! Either and/or both?!"

Moving to stick his head out the window, Dex saw Aveline below, relief washing over him. "Aveline, there's a ladder at #4, at the side of the house. We don't have much time, please hurry." He moved back, letting the others get closer to the window and what little fresh air it provided while he threw everything they could carry into his and Evie's backpacks.


INVENTORY (DEXTER)
-------------------------
Wearing
black basket ball shorts, long-sleeved camo shirt, black combat boots

On Person


Backpack/In Room
Box of 35 .50cal Rounds
Box of 46 9mm Rounds
Minor First Aid Kit (mostly used)
Small LED Flashlight
Military Dogtags
Letter from his Father
Change of Clothing
P226 Sig Sauer (10/10 loaded) [in Evie's possession]
Hunting Knife, with Sheath [on right hip]
.50 Cal Desert Eagle (12/15 loaded) [on left leg]

Food & Water
x1 17oz bottled water

[/fieldbox]​

 

[Mobley Eats]

[fieldbox="Carter Yamanashi | Ballamory #1 | Noon, purple, solid"]

Interactions: Dex & Evie


"How is breaking our legs a good idea?" Evie said.

...

Carter nodded. "Point. We need those." He tried to suck in another breath of air, but most of it was smoke. He coughed again, wracking his brain. Evie's idea to get a ladder was their best option, but they still had no way of getting out--

But then he heard Ave.

Oh, hallelujah.

But still, that meant they had some waiting to do before they could bring the ladder over. At the rate this fire was traveling, this acrid smoke would fill the atmosphere and eat away at oxygen--quickly. It somewhat helped that a window is open but even then...Carter could already feel a headache coming on. Oxygen level's roughly around 15-19%. Not fatal, but not good either.

As Dex and Evie busied themselves with stuffing their bags, Carter rushed over to the bed sheets and ripped off four generously long strips. Sweat was already rolling down his face, the heat in the house climbing several degrees at a time. He then went into the master bathroom and--lo and behold--fought with the fucking faucet again. Honestly, what in the hell did these damn things have against him?!

Luckily, he didn't have to struggle as long as last time and quickly wet the cloths. He loosely tied one to cover his mouth and nose. Again, it's not much, but hopefully this would help to filter out some of the smoke. Carter couldn't stay in the bathroom for long because flames were already starting to lick and peep through degrading crevices of the bathtub. He slammed the door shut and knelt down to Hero.

"Hold still, honty," he said while trying to wrap a cloth around the dog's face. Of course, Hero whined and struggled a bit, but Carter eventually got him covered and gave the canine a quick scratch behind the ear while standing up. He handed the last two cloths to Evie and Dex. "A little extra filter to keep our lungs from curling up and dying?"

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Inventory
On person
P226 Sig Sauer (10/10 loaded)
Sylvie's Machete
Fabulousness
An ambiguous crush on...idk at this point
Bittersweet memories
Growing fondness for Evie

Outfit

[/fieldbox]​

 

[Dakota K5]

Otto Williams

-Hunting-
-
The next two he had advanced on in the early morning hours had been firing bolt action rifles, heavy caliber, at the buildings of Ballamory but they buildings they fired at held no one due to the lack of completion in said buildings. They were both lying down on their stomachs and unawares, he guessed they hadn't been expecting attacks from their flanks because when he pulled the trigger of his rifle four times and the harsh bark of his rifle signaled their end they both seemed to have a look of surprise and horror on their faces. Searching their bodies revealed more ammo for his pistol from one and a blade from the other, not a survival knife like his old one but rather a combat blade with a six inch blade ending in a tanto point. He secured it to the other side of his waist and sunk back into the darkness of the forest silently with his blade as he moved towards the main road leading into ballamory.
When he got to the road he waited for a moment behind the trees with blade in hand as he heard footsteps, at the last possible moment he reached around the tree and pulled a hostile off the road and slammed them against the tree before plunging the blade into the center of their throat and out through their spine with the tip of the blade digging into the tree, he ripped the knife out as the hostile slumped to the ground choking on his own blood but paralyzed and unable to do anything about it. He had more ammo that Otto could use so he took it and crossed the street towards ballamory making sure to avoid the large groups roaming groups that seemed to be patrolling the outskirts.
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On person:
1x AR15
1x 1911A1
7x 7 round 1911 magazines
6x 30 round STANAG mags (four rounds depleted)
1x tanto style combat knife​

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Riley | #1 Ballamory | 1 October 2026 - Early Morning, teal, solid"]



Without a second of hesitation, Riley sprinted out of the room and retrieved Ryan's rifle. If there were more of them coming, they needed to be prepared, so before she returned to him, she grabbed her gear in her arms, too, taking the stairs back down two at a time. Slinging her stuff on to the kitchen table, she helped Ryan sit back against the wall and then handed him his gun. Outside was a cacophony of yelling and gunfire, and every passing second that Conner didn't return intensified the dread and fear threatening to overwhelm her. To distract herself, she knelt beside Ryan, inspecting the wound on his leg. "I don't know as much as..." she faltered, fumbling over the name. "As much as others do about first aid, but this looks bad, Ryan. We need Jesse. Can you walk?"

No, that was dumb, of course he couldn't walk. And if he could, he shouldn't, anyway. She needed to go get help, but she couldn't leave him here alone. Frustration and anger tore at her insides. Why was this happening now? Hadn't they lost enough already? "Ryan, what do I do?" Her voice was piteous and vulnerable and very un-Riley of her, but she couldn't help it. Everything had just started to go back to normal, and then... this. People were going to die today.

INVENTORY (RILEY)
-------------------------
Wearing
bluejeans, white t-shirt & sneakers

On Person
Beretta Cx4 Storm [15/15] (shoulder strap)
Beretta Model 92 [17/17] (right hip)
Machete w/Sheath (left hip)

Backpack
Sleeping Bag
Family Picture
9mm Rounds x46
Journal & 2 Black Pens
Bottle of Draino [3/4 full]
Aluminum Foil Roll [1/3 full]

Food & Water
Skittles [1]
Kitkat [2]
Can Ravioli [2]
16oz Water Bottle [2 full]

[/fieldbox]​

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Conner | #1 Ballamory | 1 October 2026 - Early Morning, blue, solid"]


Leaving Riley and Ryan behind, Conner quit the house and made his way into the street, half-crouched with his gun drawn and pointed at the ground. He didn't see any hostiles in the immediate vicinity, so, keeping low, he headed for the truck. Riley told him that Dean had relieved her, but from where he was standing, he didn't see the man on the truck. "Dean?" he hissed as he got closer, but before anyone could answer, more gunshots split the air. Bullets sprayed the opposite side of the truck, and Conner flattened himself against it, heart racing. He heard at least two guns, so that meant at least two more intruders, though likely more. If he could - wait, what was that smell? His eyes were drawn to #1, and the bright orange flicker of flames on the bottom floor, licking at the windows. Conner's eyes widened. Oh, shit. That wasn't good. If something happened to Riley's brother, she'd be inconsolable. But there was no way he could go help. Whoever was shooting at him would have a clear sight from the truck to #1, he'd be peppered full of holes before he got even halfway there. "Fuck, fuck, fuck," he snarled.

INVENTORY (CONNER)
-------------------------
Wearing
bluejeans, blue plaid button-up shirt & hiking boots

On Person
Springfield Armory XD(M) 4.5" [19/19]

Backpack (in house w/Riley)
Sleeping Bag
Letters from Group Home
9mm Rounds x50

Food & Water
MRE [2]
Chips [1]
Can Ravioli [2]
16oz Bottled Water [3]

[/fieldbox]​

 

[Hexatech]

Cecilio & Ringo

​

Location: Ballamory House #8
Interactions: Riley, Ryan
​

Cecilio had been making his way to Otto's house though he paused behind the house next to his recalling Riley and her friends were taking up residence inside. He hesitated for a moment before he thought it over knowing Otto was someone who could take care of themselves. He Decided Otto could wait and he looked tot he sliding glass door giving it a pull to the side to try and open it. Fortunately it worked and granted him entry into their home though now he had to worry if they were still there or fled to another house.

He rushed Ringo inside before stepping in himself and shutting the door behind him and locking it. "Riley!?" He called out not sure if they had already fled or if they were hunkering down for the meantime. Ringo let out a low growl smelling more strangers and prompting Cecilio to keep his pistol angled at the ground but ready to fire if the need arose. "It's Jesse Don't shoot!" He announced. Ringo was the first to make his way to Riley instantly lighting up at seeing her though being covered in blood it might have been a startling sight. Cecilio followed soon after and seemed relieved to see someone else though his eyes went to Ryan and his expression darkened just as quickly.

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Inventory
1x Colt Le901-16s w/ bayonet (15 rounds)
1x 4-14x scope
3x Rifle Magazines (4 loaded)
1x Large canteen ( 4/4 Full)
1x S&W 929 (loaded)
8x 9mm bullets
1x Lighter
1x Trauma kit
1x 7 string acoustic guitar
1x P226 Pistol (9mm) (on Loan to Cartrt)
2x Pistol Magazines (2 loaded) (loaned to Carter)
1x Pump Shotgun (loaded) (loaned to Dex)
12x 12G buckshot (Loaned to Dex)
1x Weapon cleaning / repair kit
Various weapon accessories
1x Riot Gear suit
1x Marlin 336
3x 20 round boxes of 30-30​

 

[Himilo]

Aveline
Location: Ballamory​

Aveline nods then quickly makes her move to the #4 and grabs the fallen over ladder. 'Okay…' she thinks, huffing as she's moving even quicker to #1 after hearing more gunshots go off. 'Heavier than I thought it be.' She props and extends the ladder as far as it could to the window only to have to let go when she sees a bandit running at her with a crowbar, she panics pulls out her pistol and fires three rounds into his torso before tucking it away. "I should've just left." she quietly groans, exhaustively. Somewhat regretting her decision to come back, probably could've been in bed by now reading Great Gatsby or something, but no. She had to be a team player.

--​

ON PERSON:

- Sneakers
- White t-shirt
- Blue jeans
- Ankle socks
- Black Jacket
- Baseball Bat (main weapon)
- Silver lighter (in back pocket)


IN PACK:

- Corey's stuffed animal
- Picture of Aveline and Corey
- 2x Bottle water
- Small pistol
- 9x pistol rounds
- Baby wipes (doesn't actually smell like babies)
- Bagged and labeled meeicine: Ibuprofen (6x), Benadryl (8x), Tylenol (4x)
- Ripped Gauze
- Bagged band-Aids (10x)​

uh huh….okay

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Location: Ballamory, No.1
Interactions: Dex, Carter
​

The room was filling with plumes of smoke and the heat began to rise. She could only imagine the fire was spreading rapidly. Crouching down, she tried to get beneath the smoke, coughing and spluttering into the rag that Carter had given her. Suddenly, barely audible beneath the deafening gunfire, the clunk of a ladder hitting the window ledge could be heard.

"Go!" she called out, moving towards the window. Her eyes looked between Dex and Carter. "Who's first?"

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On Person (Evie):
- Hunting Knife
- Bow (13 arrows)​

Backpack/Room (Evie):
Items (3):
- Change of Outfit​

Water (0):

Food (0):​

Outfit:​

[spoili]

[/spoili]​

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Location: Ballamory, Ryan, Riley and Conner's House
Interactions: Riley, Cecilio
​

Ryan could barely contain a scream of agony as Riley moved him against the wall, the bolt carving into nerve and bone with every slight movement. Hearing Riley's begging for an answer, he focused somewhat, sweat pouring from his brow as he looked at her.

"I..." he began, grimacing and trying to swallow the pain. "I don't have a fucking clue, Riles." He looked down at the wound once more, a whimper escaping his mouth before he slammed his head into the wall, trying to look anywhere but there. "Fuck, shit..." he yelped, clutching his rifle tightly.

As Cecilio made his entrance through the busted-in back door, Ryan instinctively raised his rifle but lowered it when he realised who it was. He relaxed against the wall, looking to Riley. The desperate look on her face was almost too much to bear. They'd already lost so many people under his lead, how could he trust himself to get her and the others through this? Still, it didn't seem like there was any other choice. "We've gotta... g-gotta strong-point this building... until Conner gets back. When he does, we figure out... our plan."

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Items on Person (Ryan):
- AR-15 (24x 5.56 rounds, 1 mags)
- FAK (Bandages, Disinfectant, Plasters)
- Copy of 'Marching Orders' (his best selling novel)
- Knife
- Canteen
- Torch

Outfit:
[spoili]

[/spoili]​

 

[Skrimps]

Sykes
Location: Ballamory

Sykes hung around the outskirts of Ballamory, keeping a close eye on everything, being carful not to get shot by the invaders. While crouched around, hiding behind a house, he noticed 2 people that weren't his own, checking the rear of the house. He thought there was most likely others indoors, and the 2 put side were covering their flank. One had a crossbow, and the other a rifle, he knew of he would've charged he would have most likely died, so he waited for a chance to attack. The one with the rifle checked his ammunition, that's when Sykes ran towards them. The one with the crossbow bolt shot at Sykes but missed, while the one with the rifle dropped his clip. He cussed and ran towards Sykes with a knife. Sykes could see the man with the crossbow prepare another bolt and aim it at him, Sykes already came up with a plan. Sykes raised a fist and moved toward the right as he shot the bolt, peircing his hand, but he used the momentum of the bolt to spin around and use it jab it into the other man's skull, then letting him fall taking the bolt with him. The last guy struggled to reload as Sykes walked closer to him, intimidating him with fear. The man punched Sykes in the face but did nothing to the masked brute. Sykes grabbed his wrist with one hand, and pinned his head against the wall with the other. With a loud grunt Sykes broke the mans arm with a loud crack, revealing bone. The man screamed in pain, as Sykes let go to let him fall, face against the railing, and she's back to him, Sykes finished him off with a kick to the spine, ending him. Sykes shook his hand as it it but that was the least of his worries. He jerked his hand which caused the pickaxe gauntlet to come forward. He opened the back door carfuly and saw 2 guy's firing from the windows. He carefully crept towards them, until he was right behind them. He swung his right hand with contained the pickaxe into the the right guy's skull, then kicking the other guy back. He pried the pickaxe from the skull and slammed into the others eye. He took it out and sat down to drink from his flask through a filter in his mask, but he was far from done...

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INVENTORY

Bobby pin

Clothes: thick jacket, cloak, combat boots, leather gloves, gas mask, travel backpack


Items: flask, radio, 2 protein bars, picture of sister and old gang members

Weapons: machete

desert eagle: 18

compact bow: 10

crowbar

lever action rifle: ammo 12

Gauntlet Pickaxe

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Dexter | #1 Ballamory | 1 October 2026 - Early Morning, darkorange, solid"]



Gratefully taking the cloth from Carter, Dex used it to cover his mouth and nose, sucking in the first breath of air that didn't burn. He'd turned to share it with Hero when he saw that the other man had beaten him to it. Awash with a sudden surge of affection for Carter, Dex turned back to the window at the sound of the ladder clattering against the windowsill. "Oh thank god," he murmured. Evie's question had him eyeing her with a fierce bewilderment. "You are, Evie. Go, now."

He helped her out the window, waiting until she was halfway down the ladder to chuck the backpacks out behind her. They landed at the base of the ladder atop one another. And then he turned to Carter. "Listen, usually I wouldn't ask you to go last but I need to help me with Hero - he's scared of heights and won't come by himself. Let me get out the window and you can hand him to me. Can you do that?"

INVENTORY (DEXTER)
-------------------------
I'll fix this shit tomorrow.

[/fieldbox]​

 

[Mobley Eats]

[fieldbox="Carter Yamanashi | Ballamory #1 | Noon, purple, solid"]

Interactions: Dex, Evie, Hero & Hostiles


Carter was somewhat confused when Dex and Evie's attention shot to the window, only to remember a beat later that Ave must've brought the ladder. Yas, chocolate sistuh! Ultimate MVP! he internally cheered while waiting for Evie to descend first. Just as he was lifting his leg over the windowsill, he fell still at the sound of Dex's voice.

"Listen, usually I wouldn't ask you to go last but I need to help me with Hero - he's scared of heights and won't come by himself. Let me get out the window and you can hand him to me. Can you do that?"

Carter blinked and for a solid 0.02 seconds, conflict waged war within him. On the one end, he wanted to save himself first and worry about others later. And yet, on the other hand, helping Dex and Hero first would likely earn him more brownie points, which would increase his chances of gaining favor and protection in the long run...

He nodded and lowered his leg back down. "Of course I can." He made show to sound offended, as if insulted that Dex doubted he could do it. He cooed at Hero and gave him one more supporter scratch on the head before hefting the big guy into his arms. The canine didn't struggle terribly at first, but became a bit fretful as he neared the window. Carter adjusted hold on him and patted his side encouragingly. "Calm down, honty. Nobody's gonna drop ya. Too cute for that."

As soon as Dex was lowering himself, Carter leaned as far as he could over the edge while maintaining balance and lowered Hero into Dex's arms. It wasn't a moment after the dog left Carter's arms that caustic heat bit at his heels. The flames were encroaching. Tightening the cloth around his face, the Japanese-American quickly descended and nearly slipped a few times due to sweaty anxious palms.

He had plenty of book smarts about what to do during a fire, but experiencing them was a completely different story. Jesus Lawt--never again!

When his feet touched ground, the chaos of gunfire and combat pounded loudly in his ears. Though it was all on a lower scale, the danger and dread of it all propelled back into the days of riot control and disposing infected with Walter.

He didn't like it.

In an instant, he spotted an ally making his way over to the truck--Conner, right? Angry girl's boo thang?--only for him to be cornered by a round of bullets whizzing from the left. Pistol in hand, his eyes followed an estimation of where it came from and spotted an obvious hostile unloading rapid fires at the truck. He poked around the corner of #2 and didn't seem to be letting up anytime soon.

Pouncing on the distraction, Carter squinted one eye and let loose three shots. Two ripped through the man's side while the last left a hole in his temple, falling to the grass with a dead thud. However, Carter's eyes widened as he saw backup emerge from the back of #2, one man with a crossbow and already in the middle of loading a bolt. He turned hastily to Dex and Evie.

"Bolt at our 7!"

---

Inventory
On person
P226 Sig Sauer (7/10 loaded)
Sylvie's Machete
Fabulousness
An ambiguous crush on...idk at this point
Bittersweet memories
Growing fondness for Evie

Outfit

[/fieldbox]​

 

[VengefulPeanut]

Location: Ballamory, No.1
Interactions: Dex, Carter, Ave
​

Having been the first one down the ladders, Evie was already prepared to defend herself by the time they were all safe and on solid ground. Bow drawn and crouched down, she attempted to focus through the screaming of rifles. It was chaotic: the fire, the blood, the ruptured civility of everything. She was barely even aware of what was happening when Carter called out about the bolt. Without even thinking she dropped her weaponry and hurled herself into Dex to get him clear.

"Shit!" she screamed, as the bolt shrieked past her, narrowly missing.

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On Person (Evie):
- Hunting Knife
- Bow (13 arrows)​

Backpack/Room (Evie):
Items (3):
- Change of Outfit​

Water (0):

Food (0):​

Outfit:​

[spoili]

[/spoili]​

 

[Dakota K5]

Otto Williams

-Distraction-
-
His face, his body, his whole presence was obscured by the darkness of the woods as he watched more hostiles flood into the area, five or six at a time. They were heading to Ballamory, which he noted was glowing brighter by flame, his face was set in a stoic mask while his own dried blood from his earlier head trauma framed his left eye like a partial mask but the heat of the southern summer was already starting to take hold of the day and his sweat was again turning the dried ichor to a paste that flaked off his forehead and face, in his head he was worried for his companions and there fate should these cultists make it any further into Ballamory as all eleven of them had firearms and the way they held themselves indicated they were competent with them. To Otto he knew the most likely outcome of the eleven getting to Ballamory would be a slaughter. He changed mags, keeping the partial in reserve he stepped out from the wood line to the backs of all the hostiles present and raised his rifle, the sights lining up with the back of his first target and with an exhale he fired.
-
For the bullet it was near instant but for Otto...it was an eternity before he saw the puff of red exit the front of the man he had shot, blood being illuminated by the morning rays of the sun, of course this all took less then a second and then Otto kept firing. Each shot at a new target as the men in front of him began to scatter like roaches exposed to the light, two, three, five dead or at least fell as the muzzle flash illuminated Otto's face for brief moments as the blank stoicism remained in place, years of training and experience making this less a event then something unconscious and natural like breathing or blinking. In the brief moment of calm he stepped back into the trees and behind a large oak as he pulled the magazine from his rifle and checked his rounds in the current one. "Fifteen." He noted in his mind as the inevitable return fire threw up bark, leaves and other leaf litter around him but none near him enough to indicate they knew where he was exactly so he moved like a phantasm to another tree and another, advancing froward both towards the last six that were still able bodied as the wounded and dying called out to them in the darkness, it also drew him closer to Ballamory.
---
On person:
1x AR15
1x 1911A1
7x 7 round 1911 magazines
6x 30 round STANAG mags (20 rounds depleted in total)
1x tanto style combat knife​

 

[JJ]

[fieldbox="Dexter | #1 Ballamory | 1 October 2026 - Early Morning, darkorange, solid"]



Before Dex even had time to react, or even to draw the gun he'd put away in order to carry Hero down the ladder, Carter called out his warning, and just as quickly, Evie barreled into him. Completely unprepared for the assault, Dex tried to take a step back but wasn't quick enough. His leg buckled beneath their conjoined weight and they both went to the ground in time to avoid the bolt that had only narrowly missed her.

Carter's gunshots still ringing in his ears, Dex forced himself to one knee and yanked the Glock out of his waistband, aiming and firing in what seemed like a split second. He'd been aiming for the man's chest, but the bullet caught him in the shoulder. Nevertheless he went down screaming, no longer a threat for the moment.

Dark, heavy smoke swirled around them now, obscuring vision both out and, thankfully, in. But it was becoming difficult to breathe, and the proximity to the burning building was now painful rather than uncomfortable. "Are you OK?" He turned to Evie, giving her a once over and finding nothing obvious enough to worry about. Relieved, he helped her up, but only to a crouch, as the smoke was at least a little more tolerable. "Get low and follow me," he commanded, motioning to Carter and Aveline to crouch as well. If they could get around to the other side of the house, they'd have only a few dozen feet seperating them from the gate, and freedom.

As they neared the corner, two men rounded on them, weapons drawn. But being as the group were low to the ground, the intruders didn't immediately notice them. Dex raised his gun, squeezing the trigger, but nothing happened. Discarding the jammed gun at his feet, Dex leaped forward and snatched the barrel of the lead man's rifle as he squeezed the trigger, yanking the gun down. Bullets slammed into the dirt, and the heat from the barrel seared Dex's palm. The two men wrestled with the rifle while the second man lingered behind, handgun pointed at the two but unable to get a clear shot.

"A little help here."

INVENTORY (DEXTER)
-------------------------
I'll fix this shit tomorrow.

[/fieldbox]​

 

[Skrimps]

Sykes
Location: Ballamory

Realize the wound on his hand was a risk of infection. He used his left arm to lift himself back up, but failed when a jolt of pain from his shoulder, from the bolt caused him to fall back down onto the floor. This feeling, the feeling of helplessness, unable to do anything, was humiliating for him. He took
a moment to catch his breath then pushed himself to even stand up, and so he did, he felt weaker, he was loosing a lot of blood. He walked around the house looking for rags or anything to block up the hole in his hand. We would groan in pain when he entered the bathroom, as the bolt hit the door frame, sending another powerful jolt. He stumbled in the bathroom, holding onto the sink, leaving a blood stain on it. He pushed himself to far, he shouldnt be standing, he shouldnt even be moving his left arm, but he continued to push himself beyond his limits. He found bandages and placed them on the sink, then reaching into his jacket for his flask, he poured it on his hand, groaning in pain the proceeding to wrap it around his palm, hoping to find better supplies later, but now he had to keep fighting. He tried to ignore the pain, to cast it aside and pretend it's not there, what was what he wanted, but what he got wasn't as helpful. Each time he moved his left arm, it would send a jolt of pain throughout his body, and his hand wasn't much for use, he could barley make a fist, let alone move a finger. He had no choice but to stick with melee attacks. He breathed in and out slowly using his left hand to grab his machete and wrap it in his hand using the bandage. He looked himself in the mirror, to think he still had the guts to even glimpse. He stared at himself for a moment, and thought to himself, but it wasn't the time for that so he left the bathroom.
He wasn't back to the windows trying to think of a strategy, knowing he'll have to hurt himself again. He decided to either stay low and and play it stealthy, or regroup with others in hopes of getting help. He decided he would play it stealthy, the when he sees others he will try to regroup with them, if he hasn't bled out yet. He left the house and, and carefully made his way to the outskirts and continued to fight despite the pain
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INVENTORY

Bobby pin

Clothes: thick jacket, cloak, combat boots, leather gloves, gas mask, travel backpack

Items: flask, radio, 2 protein bars, picture of sister and old gang members

Weapons: machete

desert eagle: 18

compact bow: 10

crowbar

lever action rifle: ammo 12

Gauntlet Pickaxe

 

[Mobley Eats]

[fieldbox="Carter Yamanashi | Ballamory #1 | Noon, purple, solid"]

Interactions: Dex, Evie, Ave, Hero & Hostiles


Carter winced as a bolt narrowly missed Evie's head. Laaaawdy, lawdy, lawdy--that could've turn out way worse!

However, he jumped back to attention as Dex commanded them to crouch and set off for the gate. How in the hell Carter hadn't realize the smoke in the air until now? Perhaps it was the momentary spike of adrenaline that distracted him from the awful burning in his lungs, but no force of nature could smother the feeling now. Regardless, he coughed into an arm and followed the group's lead the best he could, head snapping in the direction of gunshots that sounded far too close for comfort. It was rather difficult to crouch and run, especially with the effects of inhaling smoke slowly flooding his system--Jesus fuck, did his feet double for a second there?

Carter shook off the dizziness and internally screamed in exasperation as another group blocked their way. Son of a--WHY Y'ALL KEEP MULTIPLYING?!

The humor didn't last long at the sight of Dex wrestling with a man's rifle. Oh god, oh lawd. Carter had to stop himself from raising his gun, quickly realizing that shooting would be reckless. A split-second thought lead to him withdrawing his machete and rushing forward to help Dex. Again--gotta rack up those brownie points. With the hostile's hands full, Carter jammed the blade through his ribs as soon as his side was exposed, numb to the gurgling shriek escaping his lips. His hold on the rifle slackened but Carter retracted the blade to make a new hole in the hollow of his throat. Fuck yeah, biatch! Don't fuck with Queen C!

Carter's celebration came to an abrupt halt as he noticed two things.

One: the man's blood got on his new favorite shirt, so he proceeded to scream angrily, "This fucker got blood on my seaman!!"

And two: With his ally dead, the other hostile wielding a handgun was now aiming at them...

Carter paled.

...Oops.

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Inventory
On person
P226 Sig Sauer (7/10 loaded)
Sylvie's Machete
Fabulousness
An ambiguous crush on...idk at this point
Bittersweet memories
Growing fondness for Evie

Outfit

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[VengefulPeanut]

Location: Ballamory, No.1
Interactions: Dex, Carter, Ave
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Evie nodded frantically under Dex's examinations. That bolt was too close and the ever growing sense of mortality was becoming unbearably painful. It was such a weird feeling to describe. It was as if electricity was coursing through her entire body, energizing it but making it hard to control all at the same time. Instinct, fear and adrenaline: the now-ruling council of Evie's body. As the others began to move, she moved over to reclaim the bow she had dropped, coughing and spluttering as she did so. She'd barely even noticed the scuffle that was ensuing until the bow was in her hand and her eyes fell upon a man, handgun raised towards Carter and Dex. Words choked in her throat amidst the smoke that invaded her lungs. A sharp inhalation, a gasp of pure dread, was the only thing that escaped. Her hands had the pace of lightning. She loaded an arrow and loosed it without time for pre-meditation nor marksmanship. Whistling through the air, the arrow sliced through the smoke and just as the man squeezed the trigger, the arrow ripped into the man's naval, carving a deep, bloody hole in his stomach. She didn't give any concern to if he dropped or not, her attentions were only focused on the aftermath of that damning gunshot. Was anybody hit?

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On Person (Evie):
- Hunting Knife
- Bow (12 arrows)​

Backpack/Room (Evie):
Items (3):
- Change of Outfit​

Water (0):

Food (0):​

Outfit:​

[spoili]

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[Hexatech]

Cecilio & Ringo​

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Location: Ballamory House #8
Interactions: Riley, Ryan
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Cecilio had shrugged off his rifle and his pack setting down his gear for a moment before assessing the injury before him. It wasn't spurting blood so that was a plus though he wasn't very sure on removing it let alone doing so now with what was going on. "I know this is going to sound bad but I don't think i can remove this t least not now. I can bandage it up and give you some local anesthetic but that's it Ryan." He said looking to the man in a sort of apologetic manner. With all the hell that was going on outside the house he didn't exactly have the luxury of time and if it hit an artery that would just make the situation worse.

He set his bag down ruffling through it having been restocked thanks to Ave. He pulled off his riot gear gloves and rubbed some disinfectant on his hands before putting on his nitrile gloves. He took his trauma sheers from his bag and cut a circle out around the bolt being extremely careful not to cause further harm. He selected a few prime spots that he could inject the anesthetic before wiping it down gently with an alcohol pad. "Riley I'm gonna need your help with this in a minute..."He said as pulled out a single use syringe and a small bottle that read Lidocaine.

He screwed on the needle and drew some of the clear liquid from the small container and doing the typical flicking the needle and pushing any air out. He replaced the needle head with a clean one before looking to Ryan "This might hurt a little..." He said. Cecilio didn't really keep any suspense to it he was careful injecting the needle then giving Ryan something to help with the pain. He made sure to get both sides of the wound before tossing the empty syringe out of the way. "The moment the pain stops tell me." He started to prepare gauze and was deciding between bandage tape or a self adhering bandage to hold the gauze.

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Inventory
1x Colt Le901-16s w/ bayonet (15 rounds)
1x 4-14x scope
3x Rifle Magazines (4 loaded)
1x Large canteen ( 4/4 Full)
1x S&W 929 (loaded)
8x 9mm bullets
1x Lighter
1x Trauma kit
1x 7 string acoustic guitar
1x P226 Pistol (9mm) (on Loan to Cartrt)
2x Pistol Magazines (2 loaded) (loaned to Carter)
1x Pump Shotgun (loaded) (loaned to Dex)
12x 12G buckshot (Loaned to Dex)
1x Weapon cleaning / repair kit
Various weapon accessories
1x Riot Gear suit
1x Marlin 336
3x 20 round boxes of 30-30​