Sparrow and Rachel's Zome OnexOne

[Sparrow]

Woot! ZOMBIES!
Plot time: (really sorry tired)

It had been three months since the second outbreak.
Scientists were so sure that the vaccine would work, but alas it only spread the plague. It seemed to work at first, but soon the vaccine was found to cause the illness. The infected soon outnumbered the well, and quickly did away with most of them.

[Rachel]

Three months.
It was a long time to survive, that's for sure. But, in all honesty, he was enjoying it.
The law seemed to have been abolished. The zombies were fair game. He was now free from running from the doctors and the police. The only thing he had left to worry about were them. And he didn't care if they got him. He had nothing left to live for, except perhaps killing. And even then, the innocents were more fun, and there weren't many around now.
01372's pale fingers tracing the jagged edges of his obsidian blade. His other knife was carelessly left on the other side of the small hotel room. He didn't care about that one. The obsidian one was precious.
The lights in the room had burnt out long ago, and 01372 relied on sunlight that filtered through the grimy window.
He have to leave soon. They'd find him soon enough. And he didn't want to be in the small room when it happened.
With a sadistic smile, he nodded. He'd leave at nightfall.

[Sparrow]

The sun was quickly setting, and a chilled wind was softly blowing. Vincent was quietly walking along the ally ways. He was deep in thought at all that has happened to the world, and to himself. Vincent had been infected by the injections he'd received only weeks before. However he managed to keep his mind from changing like the others infected. His eyes are now a cloudy dead light blue. He still wears his uniform from being a computer programmer, complete with a “Hi my name is: Vincent” name tag. For some reason Vincent became mute during the transformation. He also questioned why his hair color changed to a dull white. Continuing on his way he began to hear footsteps getting closer and closer. He quickly hides in the shadows, deciding to wait until nightfall before continuing on.

[Rachel]

The footsteps were those of a teenage girl. Probably only about sixteen, she was tall and her shoulders were hunched, the result of years of playing video games. She didn't much like zombie games, but now, she was stuck in one.
Her name was Lily. Her mother had always told her she was as pretty as one. That was before she became infected in the first wave. Lily had had to kill her herself.
The memories had scarred her, but they had kept her alive with a promise to avenge the woman she loved so much. It was childish, but it worked.
Palms sweating, she shuffled along. She was sure that she had heard a noise...

[Sparrow]

Vincent watched the girl through a space between a dumpster and a wooden fence. Thinking it odd that a girl would be walking around by herself. He attempts to remain motionless until she passes but a cat emerges from the dumpster and begins hissing at him. Ever since he had received the injection animals seemed to highly dislike him.
"Well this is just keen..." he thinks sarcastically to himself.
Quickly he puts on a pair of dark sunglasses to hide his ghostly eyes, just in case he was found out. However if he was found he planed to bolt at the first chance he'd get.

[Rachel]

Lily spun around at the sound of the cat's hissing. She narrowed her eyes, a wave of panic sweeping through her. But... if it were a zombie, wouldn't it have attacked her by now?
She swallowed and calmed herself. "Hello?"

[Sparrow]

Vincent knows he's been found out. Deciding it would be pointless to hide now he slowly stands up and walks out into view. However he stays a far distance away. The cat gives a final hiss before hopping the fence. Keeping a calm look he waves to the girl.
“Aw, man what now...” he thinks to himself. He considers running but decides to stay for now.

[Rachel]

Lily looks at the man, surprised. She allows herself to raise a hand, her mouth slightly open. He had white hair? He didn't look that old from what she could tell with his glasses on. And he was unarmed.
"Um... what are you doing out here?" she asked lamely.

[Sparrow]

He slowly puts his hand down to not startle the girl, and grabs a note book from his front pocket.
Quickly he writes, "Sorry, but I'm mute. I'm just wandering. What about you?"
He takes the paper and folds it into an airplane and throws it over to her.
He keeps a close eye on her, to make sure she doesn't randomly pull a weapon.

[Rachel]

Lily, because she fails at catching, missed the plane completely. Flushing slightly, she slowly knelt down, still watching the man, Vincent, his name tag said, and picked it up. She unfolded it and read.
He's mute? she thought, raising her eyebrows.
"It's not safe out," she said slowly, not answering his question.

[Sparrow]

"Not safe out? Is she kidding?" he thinks to himself.
To reply he simply nods, as if to say "I know". He then points to her and shrugs his shoulders tipping his head, as if to say. "Why are you out here? He continues to watch her cautiously.

[Rachel]

Lily hesitated. Weird...
"If you're mute, doesn't that mean you can't scream when you get attacked by zombies?" she asked, blatantly ignoring the question.

[Sparrow]

Though it can't be seen through his sunglasses he blankly stares at her.
He nods slowly, thrown off by the somber question.

[Rachel]

"Then... why are you wandering around by yourself?" she asked blankly. It didn't even occur to her that she was doing the exact same thing.

[Sparrow]

He just stares at her, "How has this girl survived so long?" he wonders.
To answer he points to her to question “What about you?".
He sees that it's getting dark, so he starts to listen to the surroundings more. He knew that dawn and dusk were the worst times to be out. However he was more concerned about the girl's safety than this own, seeing that most zombies ignored him.