Author Topic: The Eye of the Storm [Now without a CS:S joke.]  (Read 15377 times)

I duck behind the simulated cover I had lying around the shooting range, sometimes firing blind, sometimes poking my head out of cover to hit more accurately.

I frown and exit, then walk in on gun lady practicing her shooting. "Want some bird?"

Nick drops down onto a rooftop as he coughs, he looks back and then continues running as rocks come flying down after him along with the yelling of several men, "Git 'em! Don't let him git away!"

As nick runs on the rooftop something slips from his pocket and rolls down and falls to the street below, food, beans to be precise.

Nick crashes through a window and trips and falls down a few stairs, he shakes his head as he pulls himself together and speed walks down the stairs, he opens a door and shuts it and locks it behind him, by now Nick is panting and sweat so he drops his bag and shuffles around until he finds his water, he takes 2 sips before putting it back in and slouchs up against the wall, and falls asleep.

I do a quick roll from where I was sitting behind cover, pressing myself against the next wall. "No."

"More for me." I say with a smile as I exit and eat more bird.

"You're going to waste all of it."

"Nobody else wants any!"

"There weren't that many birds though."


"I could take a bird" I say, as I walk up to the shooting range with my gun in hand

"No live firearms in the shooting range. BB guns don't count."

"Hey, I wanted to eat."
I take a bird and start eating.

"What kind of bird is it anyways?"


"You'll eat anything, and we still need more supplies"