Practical Weaponry [Wednesday, Period Four]

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Bond waited outside of the Danger Shop until all of his class had arrived. When they went inside, the room had taken on the appearance of a city devoid of life and eerily silent.

"I do hope you all remembered your zombie plans from our first class," Bond said from the doorway, checking his watch. "Since the zombie apocalypse and your final are both scheduled to start in about five minutes. Anyone who's still alive at the end of the class passes. That is unless you managed to cause the undeath of a classmate in the process, in which case you fail. Have fun."

With that he locked the door of the Danger Shop behind them. A faint groaning could be heard in the distance.

[ooc: wait for ocd up and craving spicy brains.]

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Re: Abandoned Buildings - PW [Week 7]

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From his perch on the roof, Kyle could see around pretty well. Zombies were scattered and he was sure he couldn't see all of them. He could see his classmates that were out in the open too. He looked down at the alleyway where he'd just come from to see there was no going back down that way. There were zombies down there.

Unfortunately, he hadn't picked the right building. There were no discarded weapons up here. He was about to try the door leading into the building when he saw the roof of the next building over. It was flat, and lower than this one, and had a tarp as a roof over a table littered with equipment. Someone had been there before. The only catch was he was going to have to risk jumping across the alleyway between the buildings to get there.

Not real, Reese assured himself, and he gave himself a running start before making the jump. He landed, tucked into a roll and looked back at where he'd been once he came to a stop. "I hate doing that." He made his way over to the equipment table. Someone had definitely set up shop here. He helped himself to their stash, taking a shotgun with a strap to sling over his back and stuffed his pockets with ammo. The semi-automatic rifle came next and the bag of ammo went over the other shoulder.

Then he made his way to the edge of the roof, crouched down and started taking potshots at zombies from there. He really should have thought to make sure the roof door was secure first.