Rabid

[cuzyeahboi]

Holly followed his gaze, "Oh no, does he know she has a relationship with David?" She scanned the crowd once again, spotting a guy who looked like her type. But then he walked off and she shrugged. She didn't want to have to chase anybody. She took a swig of the whiskey and sighed.

[Blaiiine]

"Yeah, he probably knows. He's just like that. All...twitchy," Blaine replied, then whistling at Tyler to come over.


Tyler quickly stood up and took off into the crowd. He took a few deep breaths, ran a paw through his hair and finished his cigarette before meeting up with Blaine and Holly. Tyler walked up to the two, less nervous than before.


"So do you enjoy making an idiot of yourself?" Blaine asked him, taking a sip from his new cup. Tyler rolled his eyes and took a drink from his own before saying, "You know how it is."

[cuzyeahboi]

Holly kept sipping, Kai watched Holly. She walked up to her, "You know that's gonna kill you, right?" she asked pointing to Holly's bottle. She shrugged, "I'm dead anyways."

[Blaiiine]

"We're all dead," Blaine added, finishing his drink and tossing the cup on the ground. "So where's the nerd?" He asked Kai, smirking. He had already heard her tell Tyler, but he loved pushing those little buttons that other hate.


Tyler kept his face in his drink as they talked, before finally just walking away. Wandering to the outside hallway, he leaned up against the wall and lit a cigarette. The sound of a helicopter came and went quickly, being ignored again by the party goers.

[cuzyeahboi]

Kai had a subtle blush, "The storeroom at the class. Finishing some robot." Holly nodded, "Hey Blaine, you want a bit?" she swished the whiskey in the bottle in his face. "Hardcore whiskey..." She was already looking unsteady and only half the bottle had been downed. Kai pulled the cigarette from Holly's hand. "You don't need that now." She took a drag and threw it into the crowd. Then a sream emanated from the screen in her pocket. Her eyes widened and she pulled it out.

[Blaiiine]

The music stopped, causing the room to hush. A beep rang from the speakers and then, a dull voice spoke. From the CDC, this report just in. A mutated rabies virus has been tracked spreading through the west coast of the continental United States. The virus causes aggressive behavior in victims, as well as phobia to water. Stay indoors and await further information. The radio cut to static and stayed, leaving the room in silence.


Blaine immediately took the bottle and finished half of it, before shoving his way through the crowd. He opened the dokr, pulled Tyler inside and let the crowd out. They scattered quickly, screaming and yelling. Once the apartment was relatively empty, Blaine shut and locked the door. "The hell is going on?" Tyler asked, turning the TV on. The screen was colored bars and nothing more.

[cuzyeahboi]

The screen she had was still screaming. Kai opened it and muted the thing. She watched through the small camera and her mouth opened wide.

Holly shrugged, "Dunno," She could hear a scream outside.

[Blaiiine]

The screen came on and it showed a news reporter surrounded by soldiers, but no audio came through. "They're really well equipped...oh hell," Tyler said, as the soldiers began firing at something off screen. Before the feed cut, the image could be seen of a soldier being bitten by a canine of some breed. "Looks like it wasn't a hoax after all," Blaine added, putting the bottle on the counter. Sirens could be heard outside, along with an occasional gunshot or two.

[cuzyeahboi]

Holly slipped out her butterfly knife and looked out the window. "Guys, a lot are coming toward the building." Kai dropped the screen. "David..." she whispered.

[cuzyeahboi]

The screen broke

[Blaiiine]

"Let's go, our car is down the road. And put on a jacket, hopefully it'll keep anyone from getting bit," Blaine replied, sternly. He pulled on his leather jacket, adorned with studs and patches. Tyler pulled a hoodie on and grabbed one of the bats they kept by the front door - if LA had taught them anything, it was to never be caught unarmed. Blaine lit a cigarette and grabbed the other bat, a mahogany slugger.


"You two stand back," Tyler said, his hand shaking. Blaine pulled the front door open and ran outside into the hall. It was empty but the noises became amplified - growling, screaming, gunshots and explosions.

[cuzyeahboi]

Holly snorted, "Yeah, I think shaky boy should stand back first." She opened the knife, ready to stab. Kai followed behind Holly, pulling her jacket back on and zipped it up. "I--- would follow her..."

[Blaiiine]

Tyler glared for a moment from Holly's comment, before getting back to the matter at hand. Blaine followed Holly, trying to match her pace. They reached the stairwell to the lobby, Tyler looked down and spotted what appeared to be two infected. "Just stay here, bro." Blaine told Tyler before going down the stairwell. Tyler clenched his fists as Blaine left, muttering something to himself.


Blaine took the first infected out with his bat. Or so he thought, as it quickly recovered from the hit. The infected cougar growled and pounced, being cut off by Blaine's boot to the head. He struck it again with his bat, finally stopping it dead in it's tracks.

[cuzyeahboi]

Holly threw her knife, it thunked into the thing's forhead while she charged down the steps she thrust her fist into it's chin and kicked it. It's neck broke. She smiled upon hearing the crack, she pulled the knife out of it's head with a grating noise. "I believe this one is dead..." Kai snorted, "Waaaaaayyyyy overkill sis."

[Blaiiine]

Tyler came down the stairs, holding the keys and a cigarette in his free hand. "The parking lot isn't far." He said, moving up to the open entrance. The outside area was almost something out of a Romero film. In the distance, infected could be seen sprinting down the roads and sidewalks. As Tyler stopped at the stairs, he looked down to see a dead cop. His radio was screaming with what could be other officers in distress.


His first instinct was to check the holster, which was rewarded. Tyler lifted up a police standard issue Glock 17, with a full magazine. He then checked for others with no luck. Blaine soon showed up, unfazed by the surroundings. "Good thing you took those classes." Blaine said, going on to look for the car. Tyler followed, gun ready for anything.