Sparrow and Rachel's Zome OnexOne

[Rachel]

Jonah turned his glare to the ceiling, attempting to calm himself. She'd be done soon, and then he'd make sure she left him alone.

"Huh...?" Lily muttered, confused by the squeak. Biting back her curiosity, she opened the door and slipped outside, shutting it quietly. Clutching the kit to her chest, she began walking swiftly back down the hall to find the others.

01372 also looked up at the sky, nibbling at his blade thoughtfully. "Do zombies like rain?" he mumbled against the cool metal.

Charlie stifled a laugh and followed the doctor's instructions, and eventually found room 28. He pushed open the door, but it was empty. He glared around the room, his teeth clenching. He turned around and stalked back.
He stopped in the hall he had last seen Amerson and called out, "You lied..."

[Sparrow]

Victor glances out the back window, then checks and corrects the rearview mirror.
“I don’t know about the others, I assume it doesn’t bother them, but I don’t like it.” he says in a grim tone, then turns on the windshield wipers even though it hasn’t started raining.
He peers out of the corner of his eye at 01372 but keeps his main focus on the road.
“It covers up sent trails.”
Light sprinkling rain starts as the sky grows darker and thunder is heard in the distance.


Amerson had already turned the corner before Charlie called out to him. He pauses but says nothing, contemplating his predicament. On one hand if he did not respond that would reinforce the idea of him lying. On the other the man sounded angry and may be a loon, plus the fact that he may not believe him. After several seconds he chooses; he carefully turns the corner and looks to Charlie, being mindful to keep distance between them. Then as calmly as he can asks,
“What? Do you mean he’s not there?”

[Raven]

Lynn sighed. "I'll take that as a no." Then she addressed the mystery man, "Will you make yourself useful and find such an item?" He tilted his head. "The nearest thing I can think to use is a tree branch, and that's six floors below us," he replied. "Then you had better hurry," she snapped. The man sighed that time, heading towards the stairs.
Lynn remained seated on Jonah's leg, keeping presure on it. "Why are you so against me helping you?" she asked him.

[Rachel]

"Hm..." 01372 mumbled evenly, still staring up at the sky in thought.

"Why would I even be bothering with you if he wasn't?" Charlie asked Amerson coldly. He rounded the corner and approached the doctor. He was aware that if he wanted to find the redhead, he'd have to be quick with Amerson. But he wasn't going to let him go this time.

"Because," Jonah mumbled. He didn't appear likely to answer properly at all.

Lily raced down the stairs to the floor that the others were and and walked quickly towards them. "Is this it?" she asked Lynn, shoving the first aid kit towards her.

[Sparrow]

Victor hits the breaks as something runs past the car. It had passed to quickly to get a good view of it, but it appeared to be man sized. He pops his head out the window to get a better view down an ally. The rain kicks up a bit as Victor starts driving again. Unknown to him however is this mystery person is holding on to the car’s spare tire and bumper just out of view.

Amerson stands his ground and faces Charlie; even though his mind is screaming at him to run. He grips the pen in his pocket but keeps it hidden.
“He should not have been able to leave on his own. Not in his condition.” he says evenly.
He peers down in thought but then cautiously watches him out of the corner of his eye.
“It must have been that mailman that he was with.” he says coolly.


Vincent looks to the stairs as Lily comes down. He nods to her in greeting, glad to see that she is okay.

[Raven]

Lynn nodded once. "Can you see if there's anything long and thin in there that I could use?" she asked Lily.

[Rachel]

01372 looked over at Victor questioningly as he stopped the car, but he remained silent. When the car started back up again, he turned his gaze back out the window, deciding that Victor knew what he was doing.

Charlie looked taken slightly taken aback. "Oh well," he said recovering. "I can kill you both." He smiled sadistically and started towards Amerson.

"Uh, I'm not sure..." Lily replied but opened the kit and dug through it. "There's a thermometer, but is that long enough?"

[Sparrow]

The car pulls into a covered parking lot.
“The mall should make a reasonable hideout for now.” he says calmly.
Looking to 01372 he tilts his head.
“That okay with you?”

Now his mind was really screaming at him. He takes an unnerved step back, keeping the pen hidden. In a panic all he can think of is to ask,
“Wait the redhead or the mailman?”
Then noticing how stupid the question is; he gets ready to use the pen.
He could run, but how determined was this guy. After a second he decides to see what weapon, if any, the man has.

[Rachel]

"I don't care. Whatever you think," 01372 replied. He seemed distant, as if he was thinking about something else. He looked a little worried even.

"Does it really matter?" Charlie asked, gesturing with his hand. "Why would you care anyway? You'll be rotting by then."
He continued forward before making a grab at the doctor.

[Sparrow]

Victor takes notice to his tone of voice.
Tilting his head he asks,
“Is something wrong?”
The mystery person listens to them; he peeks into the car through the back window.

“Well, I don’t know its just that –“ before he can finish his sentence, he jumps back to avoid being grabbed. He blindly stabs at him with the pen as he jumps back, and is unsure if he hit him or not.
“What’s your problem man?” he asks in a panicky tone.
He takes several quick steps back to try and get some distance from Charlie.

[Rachel]

"N-no, nothing," 01372 muttered, surprised by the question. He looked over at Victor and said, "I'm sure whatever you think will be fine..."

"Well, the asylum wardens told me I had plenty of problems..." he said, not even bothering to dodge the pen. He winced when it made contact. "You were saying something?"
He quickened his pace to keep up.

[Sparrow]

Victor is silent for a moment then nods.
“Okay then.” he says calmly.
He looks to the back seat and gestures at the crutches,
“You think you still need these?” he asks calmly.
The mystery person ducks down and rolls under the body of the car as Victor looks back.


Amerson now only has a string as a weapon. He quickens his back step but eventually reaches the end of the hall. He glances to this left and sees another hall, to his right are broken down elevators with open doors and missing carts.
“I-I was just asking which one you have a problem with, the redhead or the mailman.” he says shakily, not knowing where to go.
He searches around in his other pocket and feels a glass tube, surprise is clear on his face.
“How could I not remember that I had this with me?” he mutters lowly.
He grips the glass vile, not so much to use as an attack, but to keep it from breaking.

[Rachel]

01372 thought for a moment, looking at the crutches. "No," he said, "I'll be alright."
He didn't know whether he would, but if they got attacked, 01372 wanted to have both his hands free.

"Like I said, why would you care?" Seeing that the doctor was at the end of the hall, Charlie slowed slightly. Then, he made to grab Amerson again.

[Sparrow]

Victor nods,
“Okay then, we’d better get out of here before sunset.” he says calmly, then opens his door and steps outside of the car. He waits for 01372, and then notices a scent. However he ignores this figuring it is just a mix-up caused by the rain.
The mystery person stays hidden under the car.

Amerson freezes up not knowing what to do, as Charlie approaches him. He keeps his grip on the vile to be sure no harm comes to it.
“I don’t know, bad habit I guess.” he says just before being grabbed at. He fails to dodge and is caught. Finding himself to scared to talk or react he just shivers, knowing that he has noting left to defend himself.

[Rachel]

01372 opened the door and stepped out. He stumbled slightly before gritting his teeth and regaining his balance. He leant against the car slightly and looked over to Victor, waiting for him to lead the way.

"Huh..." Charlie muttered, shoving the doctor against the wall. "Your bad habit is annoying. You should look at changing it."
He sunk his teeth into Amerson's upper arm hard enough to draw blood.