| Zombie apocalypse 3 |
[24 Sep 2014|06:07am] |
The train ride had been long for Kurt- even though he knew it wasn't all that long; it felt like the longest ride ever. The zombies managed to follow the cart at one point but like Leonardo had anticipated the train had moved way faster than them and they had easily avoided them.
Granted- Imogen complained about been unable to shoot at least some of them- but well- she either kept the train cart on the tracks or played with her guns- Kurt wasn't up for letting her to do both- even if she promised she could handle it. That ended up in Imogen telling Kurt he shot like a 'girl' and seriously- who would have thought such a stuck up looking girl from High School. The Queen Bee of a particular snooty clique could be like this?!
April did get to shoot some though and she wasn't half bad at it either, Mikey actually thought she was perfect but well- Mikey was just like that with everyone. He was nice to the chore and it was easy to see pretty girls were a weakness for the youngest turtle.
Raphael headed to the roof at some point, along with Donnie to make sure no zombies were clinging to the top of the cart and Alex sat down in a seat whilst complaining about been fed up of the zombies after he shot one on the head after it had managed to cling to the window.
Tiredness was taking the better of them all, even Kurt was feeling it and he knew they needed to take a breather to recharge before they started suffering casualties so he suggested they reached the research facilities and took a bit of time to rest whilst there. A couple hours maybe- not much- just enough to feel like they could keep going with out endangering anyone within their group.
Finally at the island, they all followed Donatello's lead as he followed Sheldon's instructions and soon they were inside a HUGE lab that had it's lobby right under the feet of the statue of liberty. It was impressive, Kurt would have never imagined it was there. At all... What else was the government keeping from them?! He WAS starting to feel a little bit paranoid about what things were real and which weren't anymore. If zombies were real, did that mean werewolves, vampires, witches and other types of monsters were real too?
"Okay, guys- don't spread. I really think it's best if we find a safe place and we stick toghether in the same area." He said as Imogen wandered around to explore if there were any zombies around and April went with Mikey to check on something cool- probably to keep an eye on him... whilst Donatello headed to check the security area and Raphael and Leonardo talked about something tactical.
"We'll get some rest soon." He assured Alex as the other teen yawned to his hand tiredly and once the blond nodded, Kurt headed to the security cabin in where Donatello was able to access all areas of the facility. "It looks like the place is deserted..." He muttered as he looked over his friend's shoulder. All areas were empty- things were still working on their own on some... "Look," he said pointing at one area in particular. "The cafeteria." He said knowing everyone was ought to be hungry. ASIDES Mikey- cuz he was always hungry. "The cafeteria looks decent enough. We could grab some blankets and the like and settle 'camp' there." He said whilst moving to get a frame from the wall and turning it down, he ripped the paper on the back and got the map out so he could check it out. "They have sleeping and entertaining quarters too. Right down the hallway from the cafeteria... According to this map- printed.... three years ago- the only ways in and out of those quarters are through the hallway from the cafeteria and this other door- that's ought to show up back in mainland..." He looked at Donatello. "It's a double jeopardy situation. If things get bad for us- we can use that exit to escape - if zombies find out where we are- they can find a way to use that door to invade the entire facility. It was easy enough for us to get inside. Could you check if there is a super evolved security system we could activate or something?" He asked, guessing they should have something like that in a place like this.
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| Like it or not, we're come out [Shark Attack #] |
[18 May 2014|02:18am] |
If Kurt had to admit he wasnt having problems moving after the previous night, then he’d be lying. His ass was so stretched he had a little bit of trouble sitting anywhere and his muscles were feeling like jelly that still needed time to manage the proper texture.
Still, despite the minor physical discomforts he was as happy as he’s ever been. Eric had literally asked him to move in with him and Kurt was still unable to believe this was happening to HIM. To him, out of all people! Him, the person who had thought that’d live alone for the rest of his life- up until he adopted at least…
How on Earth did he get where he was? How on Earth did he get to catch the attention of a man like Eric? Nice, down to Earth, ridiculously handsome, sweet, caring, protective… He literally; was the yang to Kurt’s ying and the younger man had genuingly thought that’d be imposible to find.
Looking up at Eric, as the other man snored softly in his sleep; Kurt stroke his hand over the taught chest and pressed a kiss to it before he got up to head for a shower. He didn’t want to leave the bed, but if he didn’t leave it then; then he’d never leave it at all and he wanted to be over with the secrecy they had been dealing with these past months. He wanted to tell the world they were together so they could relax and enjoy what they had.
After a quick shower, Kurt changed and let the dogs out before he headed to the bakery that was down the street. Preventful as always, he rather go now than when Eric managed to leave the bed because by then; their favorite pastries would be most likely gone. Once he had managed to buy a succulent; delicious breakfast for at least six people he headed back to the house and to the bedroom in where Eric was hugging the pillow he had used the night before.
Kicking his sneakers, Kurt climbed to the bed and removed the pillow from his boyfriend’s arms; smiling widely when Eric’s arms instantly wrapped around him to pull him close instead. “Good morning sleepy head.” He whispered as his fingers stroke the mess of hair on Eric’s head and brushed a kiss to his brow. “Are you ready to get up now?” He asked softly, lovingly.
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| Friends Only |
[25 Jan 2013|03:21am] |
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