Post by JACKSON FELIX WOLFE. on Jul 28, 2013 23:05:05 GMT -5
FIST IN THE AIR AND,
a finger to the sky.
the destruction at the hospital's main entrance was too hard to gain entry into the building, leaving jackson to round to the ambulance doors. normally, on another other raid, he wouldn't have cared about the extra few minutes it took him to wiggle his way silently past a few seemingly resting bodies, but today wasn't any regular day for the ex mercenary. it'd taken him a year and a half to get to this hospital, to look for his sister effi, and now he had to deal with rerouteing his path? he didn't have time for this shit. after he'd reached the doors, he found them unlocked; something that should've seemed odd to him, but he ignored it in the anxiety of the moment. his feet carried him down the unnaturally empty and perfectly hallway, as though they knew exactly where he was going. up the stairs, a right turn at the end of the hall, and then a left into room six-seven-four.
instantly, his body halted, the figure of a girl a handful of years younger than him sat before him on a hospital bed, her back facing him. her hair matched his, her skin the same shade of ivory. effi's name was on the tip of his tongue, but his mouth was so dry, that his throat swelled up when he tried to call out to her. at least, he was sure it was her.. it had to be.. he'd been searching for her for so long. managing a shuffle forward, the figure shifted suddenly, a cracking so horrible sounding that it echoed in jax's ears, causing him to flinch back with startle. it rose from it's sitting position, and slowly, it turned to face jackson, tilting its head back on it's nimble neck to sneer jagged and rotten teeth at him.
the entire reason he was still here, all the time he'd spent thinking she was being taken care of, was for nothing. everything was lost. what he saw before him was his sister, turned into monster. and it was lunging straight for him over that hospital bed. closing his left eye, he grabbing his handgun from his holster, aiming the barrel straight for her forehead. the momentum of the bullet sent her flying, what was left of her brain splattering against the hospital room's wall in clumps. it wasn't long before the sound of his gun was joined with the echoed moaning from the approaching walkers that'd heard the commotion, but he couldn't move. instead, he cupped his bloodied hands to his face, and he collapsed to his knees. whether his face was wet because of the dead blood, or because he was crying, he couldn't tell; his chest hurt too much from whatever the hell had just happened to tell if any part of that pain was from sobbing.
"effi.." he muffled into the palms of his gloves, clenching his eyes in disbelief. "why.. effi.."
"effi!" jackson bolted up from the bed he'd claimed for the night, right hand grasping his gun's handle, aiming it around the room as he panted, attempting to register had just happened. when he was satisfied that nothing was in the motel room with him, he slowly lowered the gun to rest in his lap, lifting his free hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. by now, he'd started to collect his breath better, and the sleep had worn off enough to get a better hold of reality. "fucking nightmares. i have to stop dreaming about killing you.."
swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he stood up, flicking the safety on his gun before pushing it into the back of his jeans. flicking his lantern on, he kept it at a dimmed low, and continued on into his room's bathroom to wash himself up. carrying his towel out onto the small balcony that wasn't blockaded, he wiped his head off, ignoring his wet strands of hair as they fell where ever they pleased. he finished collecting the stray droplets from his bar chest before hanging the towel over the rail, resting his palms against the cool metal. glancing down, he observed the street below, thankful it was sill a relatively early time in the morning, no later than four, so the moon gave a better cover from any of the onlooking zombies.
it didn't, however, make for good cover against humans.
instantly, his body halted, the figure of a girl a handful of years younger than him sat before him on a hospital bed, her back facing him. her hair matched his, her skin the same shade of ivory. effi's name was on the tip of his tongue, but his mouth was so dry, that his throat swelled up when he tried to call out to her. at least, he was sure it was her.. it had to be.. he'd been searching for her for so long. managing a shuffle forward, the figure shifted suddenly, a cracking so horrible sounding that it echoed in jax's ears, causing him to flinch back with startle. it rose from it's sitting position, and slowly, it turned to face jackson, tilting its head back on it's nimble neck to sneer jagged and rotten teeth at him.
the entire reason he was still here, all the time he'd spent thinking she was being taken care of, was for nothing. everything was lost. what he saw before him was his sister, turned into monster. and it was lunging straight for him over that hospital bed. closing his left eye, he grabbing his handgun from his holster, aiming the barrel straight for her forehead. the momentum of the bullet sent her flying, what was left of her brain splattering against the hospital room's wall in clumps. it wasn't long before the sound of his gun was joined with the echoed moaning from the approaching walkers that'd heard the commotion, but he couldn't move. instead, he cupped his bloodied hands to his face, and he collapsed to his knees. whether his face was wet because of the dead blood, or because he was crying, he couldn't tell; his chest hurt too much from whatever the hell had just happened to tell if any part of that pain was from sobbing.
"effi.." he muffled into the palms of his gloves, clenching his eyes in disbelief. "why.. effi.."
"effi!" jackson bolted up from the bed he'd claimed for the night, right hand grasping his gun's handle, aiming it around the room as he panted, attempting to register had just happened. when he was satisfied that nothing was in the motel room with him, he slowly lowered the gun to rest in his lap, lifting his free hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead. by now, he'd started to collect his breath better, and the sleep had worn off enough to get a better hold of reality. "fucking nightmares. i have to stop dreaming about killing you.."
swinging his legs over the side of the bed, he stood up, flicking the safety on his gun before pushing it into the back of his jeans. flicking his lantern on, he kept it at a dimmed low, and continued on into his room's bathroom to wash himself up. carrying his towel out onto the small balcony that wasn't blockaded, he wiped his head off, ignoring his wet strands of hair as they fell where ever they pleased. he finished collecting the stray droplets from his bar chest before hanging the towel over the rail, resting his palms against the cool metal. glancing down, he observed the street below, thankful it was sill a relatively early time in the morning, no later than four, so the moon gave a better cover from any of the onlooking zombies.
it didn't, however, make for good cover against humans.
open . 729 . whooot. first jax poooost (:
