▶Qυaranтιne◀ {NEW RP THAT NEEDS MEMBERS}

[XxBlueEyedBrunettexX]

{Sorry to leave so soon, but I should only be gone 30 to 45 minutes.}

[Tech.]

(A group of Aaron, Rin, Len, Irene, Robert, and Kyraid hope to make a group of sorts for safety. And Nick stole a journal from Anya, and then traded it back to her in exchange for a gun.)

-Aaron-

Aaron said to the new boy "What's your name?" He was hoping he was trustworthy enough. If they were going to be helping each other as a group, they needed to be all trusting. Aaron then looked back at the girl and boy in box and wondered about them. Irene seemed trustworthy and wise in a weird way to him, and box boy seemed harmless. But he never disregarded the fact that they aren't confirmed trustworthy. But then again, no one here was.

Kyraid
Kyraid looked over at Aaron, along with the rest. "Kyraid." he said sternly. His voice was deep and pure. "You can just call me Ky." His body language was rough, but his tone sounded somewhat welcoming and happy. He was happy to have someone to talk to, but didn't forget that nobody was safe. He tried to hide all emotion yet again.

[Touko]

Up and alert, Rin narrowed her eyes and shot a dart from her sleeve as it whizzed past Raven and her brother. She clutched her metal pole and Len held his gun."There's someone here."she hissed frowning slightly.

[arcanedeer]

{Irene}

She turned around when she saw a dart come flying out of somewhere. She couldn't tell where exactly the source was, but she didn't care. However, Irene did know that if one of the people thought it was necessary to deploy such an object, there must be some kind of target. She listened and waited for something to happen, but she wasn't going to help whoever it was who threw the dart or act on it herself - Irene didn't want to waste any ammo on something that she thought didn't deserve it. And she was sure that if the intruder was anything like these idiots in the room with her now, they would fall under the category of 'not deserving it'.

[XxBlueEyedBrunettexX]

.:Ryder:.
Had stepped back from the corner just in time to miss the dart that come flying from somewhere around the corner. He deaftly reached for the gun in his waist band, moving with expert movements. Raven was right behind him, armed with 4 throwing knives. He gave a slight nod of his head and they burst from the corner. It only took seconds for the scene to register in Ryders mind before he aimed just above a blonde girls head who was cluthing a metal pole. He guessed that she was the one who threw the dart because she was the one standing where it had come flying from. "You do realize its not nice to try and kill someone before you know their intentions right?" He said, throwing a lazy lopsided grin at everyone. "Now if we all put our weapons back on the count of three and act like the civilized people we should be, we can talk." He said.

.:Raven:.
Raven stood their like a shadow of her older brother, her hands poised and ready to throw a knife at any second. She gave a her brother a questioning glance about putting all their weapons down. Well that took me by suprise. He usually just shoots, steals, and we get the heck out of there. She thought with mild interest. "One. Two... Three." She slowly lowerd her weapons till the rested at her side, waiting for the others to do so also.

[arcanedeer]

{Irene}

Irene casually held her gun pointed at the ground, but she wasn't about to let go of it yet. She didn't like the way the guy adressed the group at all; he sounded far to commanding. "You too realize that no one cares what nice is anymore, right?" Irene asked, purposely using a similar word choice to the way he had worked his question to the group. "If there's no one of considerable authority around to see it, why should we bother at all?" She smiled slightly, but it wasn't what you would consider a 'real' smile.

[XxBlueEyedBrunettexX]

.:Ryder:.
Ryder only smirked as the girl spoke, what she said was true in a sense, but that wasn't what he believed. "We should bother with it because most everyones life is of value, to at least one person." He said as he lowerd his gun also, not putting it back in his waist band, but putting the safety on. "If I wasn't be nice like I am now, I could have taken you out, or you could have taken me out. Its all the same really, just one more dead body laying on the ground. Another body that won't have the chance to see another sunrise, or take care of a loved one." He mutterd the last part, casting a glance at Raven to make sure she was alright. He knew she didn't like situations likes these, but all she gave him was a slight nod, so he went on. "So, that being said, whats wrong with being nice once in awhile." He grinned, his posture relaxed a little, showing he wasn't on the offensive, but was still ready to strike if they made the first move.

[Caesar]

-Nick-

"Nick" he yelled out to her from the other building. He gripped his newly received gun and felt the cool metal gently pressing into his skin. He smiled with delight and imagined how much easier it would be to steal things. This was the first gun he ever owned, so needless to say, he was excited.

-Aaron-

Aaron didn't get a very good vibe from the new people, but he simply said "I have no weapons, unless I plan to hit people with a loaf of bread." He then put his hands up and said to the new man "Your friend can strip search me if she wants to." He then smirked, hoping that that'll at least make him angry.

[Ninavi]

(Um I posted a form on the last page, is it accepted?)

[arcanedeer]

{Irene}

Irene sighed. "You can't possibly be sure that everyone's life matters to a human. Take him, for example." She pointed at her brother, who was still hiding in his box. "No one cares if he lives or dies, except for himself, of course. I might have gotten rid of him by now, but I don't have the ammunition to waste on his worthless life." She started to roam around a little as she spoke, walking in a small circle but not moving enough for it to be classified as pacing. "A dead body is worth something - to the rats. Box boy over there would actually be worth more to those rodents than any one of us humans." Irene laughed once; she could nearly feel Robert's distase of being used as an example. "And answer this question: Why do I have to listen to someone who is so very, very outnumbered?" She didn't look like she was going to do anything aggressive; she was merely playing with him. She doubted that anyone besides box boy would follow her orders, anyway.