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Post by ollie on Jul 22, 2011 16:16:01 GMT -5
Ollie sat against the wall, feeling pretty crappy. Only he would chose to cut his leg open during a zombie apocalypse. He really did have a bad sense of timing. That was one of his pitfalls. And no one was letting him do anything. Fortunately his laptop was charged. He didn’t feel like having to find a plug in the wall somewhere. He had to sit here and wait for Mike and Kayla to get back. They had gone out to find some medical supplies and see if they could get they’re hands a hold of any. He had started to protest that he’d be fine, it would heal. But they were adamant about the situation. But it would save the trouble of have to get the stuff if someone got seriously injured. And him going with them probably would have rung the literal dinner bell for the zombies. And he knew he wouldn’t be able to run if he needed to.
But he stood up and limped his way over to a chair. He’d hear it from Mike about him moving. But he had to get comfortable, he felt crummy sitting there on the floor. He was sitting in what once was someone’s office. so it had a desk for his laptop to sit on. He just didn’t feel like looking for the wall plug at the moment. Even though he was pretty sure there was one under the desk, as he had moved the desktop off the desk when he took up this room for his own. And finally he heard what the had been expecting. Mike’s voice. He knew he was about to get talked to about him moving. But he knew the change was worth it.
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Post by Mike Lane on Jul 23, 2011 7:14:58 GMT -5
Mike and Kayla had been out earlier to get some medical supplies at the hospital. Nobody was really suppose to go out alone, in fear something might happen if your back was turned for to long. Kayla had the experience kicking ass as a police officer and Mike was just plain good at killing zombies. He was just one of those average guys that played a lot of video games.
The only reason they had even gone out was because Oliver hurt himself after falling down and he injured his leg. Victoria could only do so much without any medical supplies. There was a hospital not to far from the museum, and they were going to need other stuff eventually. Going down there and getting a bunch of stuff they needed was the only way they could be sure they would be covered if anyone got hurt again, or even sick. So they went down and tried to sneak around, silently killing infected down the way. There were no signs of survivors, but at least most of the infected inside the hospital were already dead. They got in, split up, got what they needed, and then got the hell out of there as fast as they could. They only had a few close calls, but neither one of them got hurt.
Once they got back, they were welcome by Derek and Victoria who was waiting for them to get back. Kayla got the stuff for Victoria, but of course Ollie was nowhere to be found. Victoria gave Mike what he would need to bandage Oliver up and he went out to find him. For whatever reason, his cousin figured he’d be able to find him in this huge museum. He just needed to think about where he would go if he was a blond, hot, slut.. And he went there. He went over to the officer of the previous owner of the Museum, remembering how Ollie said he always wanted to hookup in somebody’s office like some porno. So, that was where he went.
“There you are.. Victoria is going to kill you for hopping all over the place.. Now put your leg up because I’m fixing you up today.” He said as he walked over and put the stuff on the desk as he listed his leg up on the desk. |
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Post by ollie on Jul 28, 2011 15:45:25 GMT -5
   Ollie looked up at Mike when he walked in. The guy had the apparent look that he just knew where he’d gone off too. So much for not being found on his part. But Mike he could put up with caring for him. The guy had that naive look Ollie just wanted to play with. And he scoffed. “You make it sound like I’m actually scared of Victoria.” He joked. Ollie put a lot of things off like he didn’t much care. It was just his way, and he wasn’t one to take orders and be told to stay put. In his mind set he did what he wanted. Fortunately his family kind of expected him to do that. Though Ollie wasn’t above reason in these things. He wasn’t a complete ass, doing the opposite of everything for the hell of it. Or at the least he didn’t think he was.
He leaned back in the chair when Mike lifted his leg up. And jumped a little and he let out a low hiss. He looked at Mike, “Still stings when its moved.” He pointed out. And it still stung being straightened out. But luckily the cut itself was in a straight line, and didn’t curve around his leg any. Other he may not have been able to move. And he watched Mike as he worked with the leg. Funny thing was however, he never saw Mike as the nurse kinda guy. But that thought made him grin and laugh a little. Which I turn rewarded him with a look from Mike. “Nothing.” He said. but it was yet another of Ollie’s little perverse thoughts. Sleeping with his nurse, had actually come to mind from this. Even with the world as they knew it was at its end, Ollie was still making a whore out of himself with his own thoughts. Course he knew he’d maybe give that up if he ever found the one person who’d be actually able to control him.
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