Swallowed up, hold on tight (iateinsane) wrote in remains_rpg, @ 2015-06-07 16:25:00 |
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Entry tags: | # 2018 [06] june, graham frost, teagan morgan |
Who: Graham and Teagan
Where: Out and about Austin, wherever Graham is fixing a connection
What: T meets the person who is obsessed with her supply of tea.
When: mid-afternoon
There was no other option other than for Teagan Morgan to leave the safety of her trailer and the Dog Park and go in search of one righteous fucking idiot.
That would be her friend and brother of the patch, Pinky, who’d texted her in a panic. His car had broken down and he had car quickly been surrounded by a group two quick for him to get around.. Without a thought for her own safety she’d taken a truck and gone out to retrieve him. A few quick texts, telling of her going and she was gone.
Now as you might imagine, a rain soaked Austin is a slippery place and the splatters of flesh balls didn’t make navigating to where her friend waited any easier. The rain made seeing hard and occasionally there was a thunk of pulsing death hitting the roof of her vehicle.
She’d almost got there too when she took the corner, drifting on slick pavement and nearly collided with another patch of roamers. Tired squealed and she gunned it but the truck went fishtailing over a particularly large bit of reformed blob and she hit the pole with a crash. Engine stopped, truck totalled there was no other option than to get out and run to the nearest building as the rain and disease continued to fall around her.
When she got into the building, she drew her gun immediately and then began securing the vicinity. “Anyone home?” she called out with the hope no one called back.