Unexpected Reunion

"Area 51? OF COURSE! where else wuold the most important people go? all the smart peopl? they go to Area 51, dont you see, we were so close while in Vegas, i think mike was right on the plan to go to pheonix."

"You must be crazy if your going to Area 51. There are thousands of those mindless, drooling zombies in that area. They tell me to go to a specific place that changes location everytime" he said.

"If it changes everytime, how do you find the newer place?"

Most of her questions have been answered because of the others, and Kris was getting more curious after each answer.

He was about to answer until a voice broke out through a walkie talkie built into his helmet. "Slave 12 to Kill Shot, do you come in? Over" said a voice. "This is Kill Shot to Slave 12, over" he replied. "Have you got anymore survivors?" asked Slave 12. He looked at all the survivors & answered. "I found a whole nest of them" he said. "Good. Capture them all & bring them to the outskirts of Los Angeles. A team will meet you there. Over" said Slave 12. "Rodger Slave 12. Kill Shot over & out" he said as he ended the communication.

Jonathan looks around, he had no questions for the zombie, but he did have one for Mike.
"Hey, could I take a look at the book?"

"Look's like its time for buddy boy to leave...Painfully..." Garett pulled out his shutgon adn pumped it, he aimed it at Vincent..."You aint takin no one from this group..."

"i hope your trying to trick them because if you call this capture you've got a shitty dictionary" he lowered Garetts gun

(( Vincent, i want you to escape somehow, i dont want you to become a member of the group so soon, i want us to have an opposing PC, if you can manage to escape ill give you rank 4 ))

"Mike or garret, its your call do we go, or not? i have a plan that involvs killing no one"

"we'll go, we'll set up an ambush" smiled Micheal

Kris looked around at the group after she heard the conversation between Vincent and whoever Slave 12 was. So he isn't the only hunter. She could feel the tension build on the bus, and the guy either goes alive or dies. There would definatley be debates on that.

"As always, no one listens to me, even when i have a great plan, no one listens"

"Now, I would love to stay & chat but I'm afraid I have to go" he said as he set off five of his smoke bombs inside the bus, squeezed through a window while they couldn't see & made a run for the sand dunes.

((How did you run past me to get to the exit...?))

((i took all your bombs/grenades))

((You said you only took my grenades))

((doesnt a smoke grenade and a smoke bomb mean the same thing, if not, i took anything that could explode off of you))

(( Vincent, just stick with us till we get into a chaotic situation like a zombie attack then slip away, there's like 7 of us, your not going to be able to escape right now, its not very plausible ))

((Fine then))

"Have anymore questions?" he asked.

((ok moving on))

Kris tried to think of others, but none came to her mind.

"No more from me. Anyone else?"

"no" Micheal tied up Vincent with his own chains, then turned to J "you seem pretty responsible, take care of this guy will yah?"

"Really? I thought you were going to ask how I retained my mind after I became a zombie" he said, a little caught off guard.

Kris shrugged.

"I guess we were more interested in the whole 'survivors turning into slaves' thing. But I'm sure to ask questions about that later."

"I know where to get a bunch of ammo, weapons, maybe even a tank"

"Who cares...You're just another asshole whos tryin to kill us...Just another fuckin thing to kill in my book..." Garett walked beside Kris and placed his arm around her...He leaned over and whispered..."I'm not a sissy but...I'm hurting real bad...can you hurry up and patch me up..."

"The most I've used on you is tranquilizers. Survivors like you are quite valuable to the slavers. I wouldn't kill you cause then I would have to search for more work" he replied to Garret's remark. "Now, what is this book you keep mentioning?" he asked as he looked at Light.