Zombies *One X One*

[Sparrow]

A virus created in a laboratory for military purposes had some how been unleashed. It when unnoticed for several weeks until certain people began to act strangely. The virus had been spread around the world, failing to be noticed until it was too late. Unknown too many people is the fact that rats are the main spreaders of the illness, and only people with rare blood types are immune. It has been several weeks since people became infected, and few survivors are left. The setting is Japan; the streets are eerily quiet and empty.

[Sparrow]

The sun was slowly rising, and a chilled wind was softly blowing, the moon hung low in the sky. 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 virus early on in the outbreak from rats on the ship he took to get to Japan for a business trip. 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. Vincent had been attacked by the crew of the ship shortly after they saw he was infected, and a knife had caused him to become mute. He questioned why his hair color changed to a dull white. He wears dark sunglasses to hide his eyes, knowing their a dead give away to the fact of him being a zombie. Walking down the cold soundless streets he is cautiously keeping his wits about him. As it is well known to most survivors that you should never be out at night.

[Icara Hytate]

(May I join in, or is this with someone else?)

[Sparrow]

(The person this was originally made for poofed in November of last year. :3 So Yes you're fully welcomed to join.)

[Icara Hytate]

Tes walked down the street, his left hand resting on his machete. His simple white shirt was stained with black and crimson. His black hair parted infront of his right eye, where a red streak colored his night black hair. He stops to investigate a small box near the road when he hears footsteps coming toward him. He can't figure which alley the steps are coming from. 'Why is there more zombies?' thought Tes. 'Well, the sun isn't up completely up.' Tes ducked into a door way of a shop, watching from where the sound is coming from.

[Sparrow]

Vincent paused at the end of the ally and peeked out down the street, looking both ways for anything of risk. Seeing nothing at the moment he walks out to the middle of the street and listens for anything that may be a problem, such as a lurker or someone waiting in ambush in one of the other alleys. He catches a sent in the air, one of mixed blood but the dominating sent seeming to be human.
‘A survivor is somewhere close by.’ he thinks unnerved.
He glances around but the sunglasses and the changing lighting disrupt his vision.

[Icara Hytate]

Clutching his machete close now, Tes stared at the figure down the street. Sweat pouring down his face, he was faced with a choice. See if it's human by sound and visual confirmation, or assume it's a zombie and wait to ambush. He saw a small glint of light, and discovered that the figure had sunglasses. He found a small piece of paper near the ground by him, and picked up a rock. He pulled a pen out from his knapsack. He wrote onto the paper, 'Hello.' he then used a small piece of twine to wrap the paper to the rock. The threw it toward the figure, but, at the feet.

[Sparrow]

Vincent jumps slightly when the rock lands and skids up next to him. He looks down at it then glances around at the surroundings, then back to the rock. Noticing the paper he knelt down cautiously and picked it up. After undoing the twine and reading the note he takes out his own notebook and pen and writes, ‘Uh, Hi?” then binds the paper to the rock with the twine and tosses it back in the general direction it came from. He glances around to ensure it’s not an ambush, and is ready to bolt at the first sign of danger.

[Icara Hytate]

Tes watches the rock bounce into the doorway. He undoes the twine and read the message. "Ok, it's cool." muttered Tes. He turned and walked out of the doorway. Clutching his machete in one hand.

[Sparrow]

Vincent looks over to see someone walking out into the street. Noticing that the person has a weapon he cautiously watches him.

[Icara Hytate]

"Ok," yelled Tes. "Are you a infected? Or a zombie? Or a survivor?"

[Sparrow]

‘Greaaaaat.’ crosses his mind.
He opens his note book and writes,
“Well for one I’m mute."
A line under that he writes,
"Too answer truthfully, I’m the second one.”
He tears the page from the note book, crumbles it, and tosses it over to him.

[Icara Hytate]

"Well.." said Tes, "This is.... promblematic, but, no matter."
Looks at the man, judging.

[Sparrow]

Vincent watches him cautiously, somewhere down the street behind him is the sound of a trash can tipping. He turns and looks in the direction, but doesn't see anything yet.

[Icara Hytate]

Tes heard the sound too, and glanced behind Vincent, leaning to one foot.