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A Day at the Beach; Open; Day 5; starts around noon
Topic Started: Jan 5 2011, 10:24 PM (3,386 Views)
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((Ericka Bradley continued from The Cloud Minders))


Ericka didn't know how or when it happened, but she had gotten separated from that other girl. It didn't really matter anyway, since she hadn't cared if the girl traveled with her or not to begin with.

Sometime after leaving the tunnels Ericka found herself at a beach. She put her knife away and drew her gun from it's holster. She scanned the beach to she if anyone was there. Not seeing anyone, she breathed a sigh of relief. It may not be the best place to be, but at least no one was here to threaten her.
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After a few minutes of standing on the beach, calmly watching the sea, a voice suddenly greeting Ericka. The realization that she was no longer alone came as an unwelcome surprise.

"Who are you?! What do you want?!" she responded irritably.
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Washing his hair? And he decided to pester her because, obviously, if he went up to someone in a friendly manner they would be less likely to shoot him? As if the kind of people who would shoot without warning would spare those who were friendly?

Ericka didn't buy it. Go over there? Why? So he could kill her and take her gun? No thanks! She would stay right where she was, in a place where she had an advantage, slight though it may be.

Soon another girl showed up, and then another boy. Was there a party scheduled at this location that she didn't get an invite to? 'Cause if so, well, Ericka had never been very fond of parties. And now they were inviting her over.... What part of irritable-girl-wielding-gun-wants-to-be-alone do they not understand? Seriously? In the middle of a free-for-all fight to the death you don't just invite random people to be friends!

Maybe this will help them understand...


*BANG*

Ericka fired her gun into the sand. "THAT was a warning! I am not in a good mood. I am tired, hungry, I've never been incredibly sociable, and we are technically enemies... Oh, AND I also have a gun, in case you didn't realize what that noise was."

"In fact," she continued after a moment's thought, not caring if she interrupted anyone, "I'm pretty sure that makes me the one in charge here, so.... my first orders are to leave me alone or I start shooting, and those won't be warnings."

Ericka smirked, she had always been the kind of person who did what others said to do, not the one ordering others around... this... this felt kind of good. She could get used to this.
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Ericka was dumbstruck. How could anybody be so stupid that they'd walk up to someone wielding a gun, in the middle of a free-for-all battle to the death, and ask for that same gun? Especially when that same person was threatening to shoot them if they didn't run. Running being what many people would do in the situation regardless of the demands made anyway.

Ericka decided to answer the boy's request with the obvious response; She raised her gun towards the boy, squeezed the trigger, and-

*click*

Wait... what?

The noise was not the one she had expected to hear, so it took a moment for her to process it's meaning. When she finally wrapped her head around it she began to panic.

It was her last one... The bullet she fired into the sand was the last one in the clip. Sure, she had other clips, but the boy was closer than he should be and any attempt to reload would result in Ericka being attacked. But even if she didn't she might still be attacked.


It wasn't hard for Ericka to come to a decision. She began moving backward slowly but steadily, fumbling to remove the empty clip from her gun. After finally managing that, she worked at her sleeve trying to retrieve the clip she had hidden there in case of emergencies....


And remembered that it would probably be better to actually pay attention to the people who might try to kill her.
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Ericka looked up just in time to see the boy diving at her. As he tackled her thoughts turned to the encounter with Frankie. Once again she wedged beneath her attacker, but this time she was the one who instigated it.

"Once again, good morning, kids!" The morning announcement started. Had Ericka really been here that long?

She struggled to get out from under the boy. The sand here allowed for more wiggle room than the hard ground where she had been confronted by Frankie. Maybe the softened impact was the reason she didn't drop her gun?

That was it! The way to get out from under this idiotic nut-job! Ericka tried to gain more room, and when she had enough space she threw her gun down the beach. As expected he got off of her to chase after the weapon. He had no reason to expect that she had another weapon after all.

But the fact that she hadn't reloaded yet should have given him second thoughts.

"Ricky Fortino managed to kill Isaiah Garvey in a fairly slow manner, via head trauma."

Ericka was barely paying attention to the announcement as she rushed to her bag. She tossed the full clip into the bag and took out her knife... the knife. The knife she took from Frankie. The knife he was going to kill her with. The knife she killed him with when he couldn't follow through.

She zipped up her bag and hung it from her shoulder as she stood up, she wasn't about to risk the dimwit stealing a clip from her while she wasn't looking. Of course, he didn't seem to be the most perceptive sort, none of them did. After all, no one seemed to notice the stains. The dark stains of Frankie's dried blood, they could almost seem like a pattern if you didn't know what they were. It was almost poetic. Just as Frankie's death had become a part of Ericka, so to had his blood become a part of her clothing indistinguishable by those who didn't know what it originally looked like.

It would take a moment for the boy to realize his mistake, but the girl was getting closer. She would have to be dealt with first. Ericka's knife opened with a soft click, the light of the morning Sun reflected brightly off it's blade. She turned toward the other girl. She smirked, they had underestimated her just like Frankie had. The results would be the same, and it was apparent from the beginning.
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The distance between Ericka and the other girl was closing.

This was no longer the time to be lost in thought. Ericka could do all the introspection and reminiscing that she needed to when the deed was done.

Do or die time; Ericka thrust her blade toward the form of the girl lunging toward her.
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Ericka's knife pierced the other girl's chest, it seemed to do more damage than she expected. She pulled the knife out with a jerk and the other girl fell backwards onto the sand. Her victim gurgled and coughed up blood, she struggled and eventually... stopped moving....

Ericka stared at the girl's body in confusion at her own luck for a moment before remembering that it wasn't over yet.

She turned and scanned the beach for the boy that had gone after her gun. She couldn't see him anywhere. Did he take the gun and run? Would she ever get it back? She was about to panic when she saw something metallic nearby in the sand. When she reached it's location she realized it was her gun.

Ericka knelt down, picked it up, and brushed the sand off of it. She put her bag on the ground to retrieve a clip from it. After she reloaded her weapon, she closed her bag up and checked the beach for the boy again. Still not seeing him she decided to leave before anyone else came to disturb her.

((Ericka Bradley continued in Eep.))
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