Zoriella Anna Phillips; Zoëy (_zombieslayer_) wrote in redrumlogs, @ 2014-05-19 23:08:00 |
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Current mood: | cranky |
Come what may?
Who: Zoey, and OPEN
What: Random Meetings? And interaction.
Where: Outside, against the side of the Hotel.
When: Late Afternoon.
Status | Rating: OPEN | PG?/ TBD
Notes: umm.. Multiple taggers welcomed?
Zoey had needed some air, she had lost it rambling and bitching about being here still on the cell she'd been given. What was the point of all this. What twisted kind of game. It had been over a month that the young woman had been here. She didn't know what time of year, or when in this would she'd found herself in. But she had been keeping track of days. Zoey had been extremely skittish the first few weeks; she'd known exposure to others was bound to happen. And it had, she'd been a frantic mess. But nothing happened, no one had turned in to a flesh eating infected ghoul of sorts. No Zombies any where. So, the woman supposed it was alright to mangle amongst the others and not stay locked up in her hotel room only leaving for food runs.
Not that it helped her figure this thing out any though. Only thing that was made apparent by her interaction with others was, that no one knew the point of this. And now, people who had been around had now disappeared. Including Rick, who Zoey had been looking forward to meting in person when she discovered it was safe for her to be around others. (For whatever reason that was.) But she went looking, and couldn't find him.
The girl was in fact bored out of her mind, to tell the truth. She had all her weapons and belongs on her, she didn't go anywhere with out her things. It had become habit. And mostly she looked like a little solider-girl marching around the hotel with her sub-machine gun. A few people had been skittish of her, because of the weapon. Very few people seemed to have weapons. But it was fine with Zoey, she wasn't being overly sociable. Although she had thought be nice to get together and figure this thing out. But she didn't voice that at all. Today , she'd wandered the hedge maze, investigated the outside of the hotel on all sides. And now was sitting in the grass leaning against a wall. Completely annoyed with the state of being trapped in this place. Her large weapon sitting lazily in her lap.