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[grovecj.livejournal.com]

Outside, there is an OG, practicing with guns. This time, Ak-47, and a lever-action rifle.

The things a man gotta do to protect his family and friends...

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[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

After talking to Max, I practiced getting around on my own again. It took a lot longer than I was happy with to re-learn how to walk, but now I was up and around. I began exploring.

Eventually I found the doors outside. I was still cold, despite having spent hours by the fire. I didn't want to get colder still, so I tried out Max's advice and asked the bar for a coat. It provided me with one like I wore when I had to conceal my weapons. Red Leather. I went outside.

I wander the woods a while before hearing the gunfire. I use what cover and concealment the trees and bushes offer before I determine it's only one shooter. Target practice by the sound of it. Then I walk up boldly.

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

CJ pauses when she approaches, then resumes. His instincts alert him that she is not a danger... for now.

He is shooting a bale of hay at 150 yards.

The man is good at that, with iron sights and no scope.

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

I watch quietly. It's not smart to disrupt someone firing automatic weapons. When he's done, he may decide to talk.

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

And he stops, resting down the rifle, and looking to the girl. "Heya."

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

"You're pretty good," I say as I walk closer. "Professional interest, or recreational?"

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"Survival need." He nods, offers a hand. "Carl Johnson. CJ."

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

I shake with him. My gloves still crusted with my own blood. "Mona Sax."

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"New here?" And he looks down at the gloves. "Rough arrival?"

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

I nod. "Is it that obvious? I died and came back here, I'm told."

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"Harsh. How did you bite it?" Ah, yes, the normally nice guy is in a weird mood.

Paranoia is a beautiful thing.

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

"Shot in the back."

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"Shitty way to go." He nods. "Thats why I wear a vest 24/7 lately."

[stone-cold-dead.livejournal.com]

"They restrict your movement more than I like. More than I liked," I correct myself. "I preferred not to get shot by means of dodging and using cover."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

There is an immortal that is also outside. But she is working on her forms. The gunfire catches her attention as it is far too close for comfort. Hence she begins to explore. Doesn't take long for her to see CJ. Waiting until his finger isn't on the trigger, "Hello there stranger. Longtime no see."

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

The OG stops and blinks, but smiles a bit. "Hey Amanda."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Hey CJ. How are you doing?" she comes closer once he would no longer be startled by her presence.

[OOC: am going home from work. Will slowtime for short time.]

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

He sighs. "Not well, not at all."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Oh. what's the matter?" the AK is probably a good indication.

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"Ryder and Big Smoke sold us out to the Ballas and Vagos, the Varrios were half killed, half forced to leave, Sweet is in jail for things he did not do, Kendl is hiding with Cesar, and Tenpenny and Pulaski say that if I dont do some favors to them they will leave Sweet alone with a nazi psycho and a serial killer."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Have they told you what it is they want you to do?"

SHe looks very concerned.

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"They wanted me to write off a drug pusher that worked for them, who got scared and went after the feds for protection."

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

"Ooh. That is tricky. What do you think you'll do about?"

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

He looks away. "Already did." No, its not something he is proud of.

[amanda-darieux.livejournal.com]

Hey she certainly isn't going to give him a hard time about it. She would have too, that or she would have run away, but she usually doesn't have those family ties.

"So you saved Sweet." placing her hand on his arm, "Is there anything I can do to help?"

[grovecj.livejournal.com]

"I delayed stuff. I am sure Tenpenny will just cook up another scheme." A grunt. "I gotta vanish from their sights a while, then I can try to get people back together. Get Sean out of Jail, and go teach Smoke and Ryder that they should not have backstabbed us..."