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    Grizzwald had actually slipped into a light sleep for most of the drive out. Despite the decent night's sleep, it wasn't his usual length of sleep. Though the reason why it wasn't usual was well worth the tiredness he now felt. Still he couldn't keep his eyes open for very long once they got going through the tedious parts of the drive.

    It wasn't until Dawn honked the horn to distract some shamblers that he stirred. Reaching for his pistol he partially jumped out of his seat expecting a fight. But as they rumbled past he settled back down letting out a yawn while rubbing his face."Thank you...*yawn* for the wake-up call." He chuckled grabbing his canteen from the back of the truck taking a long swig of it gathering his bearings. He never knew how almost nice it would be to let someone else drive for a change.

    Even so though, when they pulled over to switch seats he was feeling eager to get back behind Annabelle's wheel for a bit. But when she climbed into his lap in the transfer he couldn't help but wrap his arm around her for a few seconds. He still felt very grateful for her helping him last night...in more ways than one. It was then he felt a twinge below his belt and let out a chuckle. "Hmm five minute bathroom and stretch our legs break? He asked depositing her in the passenger's seat before he grabbed the keys and slipped out of the cab to find a nice treeline to utilize.


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    Dawn was just starting to enjoy the unexpected affection from the birdman when he chuckled, claiming he did have a need to get out of the truck. Laughing lightly at his announcement, she didn’t resist as he lifted her off his lap, although she would have enjoyed staying longer. Not bothering to grab her pack...the first sign that she was starting to trust him...she hopped out and shut the cab’s door.

    Not needing to relieve herself, Dawn took out her gun and walked the area, keeping the big man in her peripheral vision. She didn’t go far, her steps light as she scanned the horizon for any threats. With the group she had seen earlier, she was sure if more were in the area, they would be heading in the same direction. The little pus-pockets liked to move in a horde, the more the merrier, at least with the less mobile ones. The faster and larger brutes could be found anywhere...in a group...alone...hiding. They were the dangerous fucks...her own experience with them enough to make her avoid contact with them wherever possible. She tended to search out the walkers when she wanted to practice her fighting skills, their movements slow enough to avoid the biters when focusing on her objective.

    Leaning up against a tree, she kicked out her feet and glanced in Grizz’s direction. Although she couldn’t see what he was doing, the oak he had chosen allowed her to glimpse a portion of his bulk from around the trunk. Clearing her throat, she looked away, and set her attention on the truck. “You know...” she began, “...there is this little chop shop just off our route, about a mile in from Wichita. If you drop me there, I can get some tools...and maybe even some parts to finish up the steering column on Annie. I could meet you back in town after you deliver your load, maybe even find enough time to finish up your arm’s harness. It’d be killing two birds with one stone...plus, I wouldn’t have to waste any more of my supplies to get parts in town. What do ya’ say?”

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    Moving behind the tree the big man wrestled with his belt a little with one hand, but managed to get it undone and prepare himself to answer the call of nature. A relieved sigh left his lips as he heard Dawn moving about nearby listening to her words he found himself shaking his head a little. The idea had merit he would admit, but parts her niggling at the back of his mind. Wouldn't she have to bargain to get the parts at the chop shop as well as in town? Why would he double back to pick her up after dropping the scrap off when he could just wait for her and they head into town together.

    As he finished and zipped up he planned to answer her. But the tell tale sound of something rustling through the bushes near him froze the words in his mouth. Quickly pulling his revolver out her turned to the noise and began slowly backing away. It sounded bigger than a dog, but not big enough to be a Brute Zombie. Moving quickly backwards, he reached Dawn and grabbed her hand just as four Walkers lumbered out of the trees a single Bony among them he quickly fired a shot at that one, but the bullet only caved in part of it's skull. For Bonies you need to take the whole head or it'll keep coming. "Fuck!" Was all he shouted before dragging Dawn back towards the truck.


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    Shocked into motion, Dawn scrambled to get a shot off before Grizz started pulling her towards the truck. She hesitated with her pistol in hand...but the situation called for her shotgun...which was in the truck. ‘How the fuck did I miss hearing them?’ she wondered as she was dragged along, the undead usually loud enough to give at least some warning. Worrying over this new development, she separated herself from the birdman once they were at the truck. Turning back to face the approaching menace, she managed to get a bead on one of the leading walkers...one shot...one dead.

    “I’ll get my shotgun,” she called, nearly diving into the passenger side of Annabelle and ripping the desired weapon from her backpack. She climbed back out and ran to the front of the truck, her sawed-off clamped tightly in her fist. What she needed was higher ground, and what better vantage point was there than the hood of the semi? Without pausing, she stepped up on the front bumper and pulled herself up, her boots providing traction as she took a wide-legged stance to take out the walkers.

    “I’ve got ol’ bony,” she said as she drew the skeletal creature into her sights, “...can you take out the others?” It would be easier to just drive away, and with luck, run the bastards down, but Dawn wanted the practice. Any undead that were left walking could come back to bite you in the ass later...literally...and she didn’t want that on her conscience. Hopefully Grizz wouldn’t be pissed...and if he was, she would deal with him at her convenience.

    Barely a second later, there was a loud report, Dawn’s shotgun kicking back against her shoulder as she emptied the first barrel. The Boney did a half-spin backstep, a portion of its skull torn away from the blast. “Little fucker,” she growled as she leveled her weapon again and adjusted her aim. “I’ve got you this time…”

    Her ears ringing after the second shot, Dawn pumped the air with her fist when the intended target dropped to its knees, the connection from brain to body obviously broken as it tried to rise again. Muscle memory, she thought idly, the girl grinning from ear to ear as she turned to Grizz. “Did you see that? Skelly is down for the count!”

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    In response to Dawn's question the quick loud retorts of the M-16 barked over her shoulder dropping the other Deaders with each shot. He would've preferred to run, but he couldn't with Dawn posting up on Annabelle's hood so as he dove into the truck after her. Quickly opening the other door he propped himself in the crook between the door and the roof before opening up.

    He was glad Dawn nailed the Bony. His rifle had speed and accuracy, but compared to a sawed off at the close range the zombies were on them it lacked the power needed to drop the Bony with ease. The other dropped like they were struck by lightning though which was really satisfying to see. But as they all dropped he could hear the sound of more coming to them. Slapping the roof he laughed slinging his rifle over his shoulder. "Damn good shooting Dawn, now let's go before more show up." Climbing back into the truck he fired it up waiting for the woman to come back inside before peeling out of there.


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    Feeling elated, Dawn stared at the combined devastation the two of them had rained down on the zombies before she hopped off Annabelle, the purr of the engine beneath her booted feet bringing her back to her senses. “Time to go,” she said to herself, finally taking into account what Grizz had said, and the new sound coming from the tree line. It seemed their shooting had drawn a horde, the young woman itching to see its numbers but understanding the dangers well enough to heed the birdman’s call.

    “Coming,” she yelled over the roar, pulling her short frame into the truck’s passenger’s seat and setting her weapon down at her feet. Once she was belted, she reloaded her shotgun, her attention divided between that, and the view outside the windshield. The first of the undead were pushing their way through the trees, the ragged appearance of their clothes and the advanced decay proving they were of the older generation. She sighed with relief. There was nothing she disliked more than to see ‘freshies’, what she called the ones that still looked human. She hadn’t seen one of those in well over six months, the last ones sighted close to a settlement that had been recently overrun by a roving horde.

    “So how about that chop shop Birdie?” she asked again. “I can direct you there...it’s just a little out of the way...and abandoned. At least the last time I checked. It was just a small time business...family owned. I knew a guy...who knew a guy. That sort of thing. I can walk back out to you...or you can wait if there's time. Whatever works better.”

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    Without even putting his belt on Grizzwald threw his baby into drive and sped off taking out part of the small horde as he did so. Six deaders down with minimal damages to Annabelle, she'd just need to be cleaned off at the next down. Water was more a premium in this Zombie World so hopefully he could clean the truck's grill off with just some scrubbing and spit.

    They easily left the shambling horde behind darting over a small hill and keeping at speed the whole way. With the threat gone though he could answer Dawn's questions. "Well, there's no sense in doubling back just to pick you up so we'll try stopping and waiting. We have the other half of the day to make it to the drop point. So assuming we don't need to fight anyone for the parts should be quick...I hope."

    Having to forgo his seatbelt the mad man settled into the seat and let the road guide him to his next destination...and by road he means Dawn.


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