08-17-2016, 02:57 AM
A massive and frantic search ensued, as the duo looked through every nook and cranny for the key. Unfortunately, it was nowhere on the boat, or the connecting building.
"Jeeze, you really did jinx it," Remilia said.
"Yeah...Sorry about that," Gin apologized.
Remilia sighed, this entire day had been like an out of control roller coaster with how many ups and downs they've had. Speaking of downs; "That Karl owes me a new dress," Remilia thought.
"Hey," Gin said, with his head partially obscured by a now open cabin door.
Remilia snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at him, "What now?" she said.
"Do you hear anything?" Gin asked.
"No, the only thing I hear is our bad lu-" Remilia stopped abruptly as the realization clicked in her head; "I don't hear any zombies," She said.
"Me neither, and that worries me." Gin said, with intensity in his voice. He stepped out of the cabin and back onto the dock, he then put his ear to the thin hangar door. All that could be heard on the other side was an eerie silence and the crashing of waves against the sea wall. Gin motioned for Remilia to stay in the cabin, she needed to rest her leg some more after that bumpy ride. He lifted the hangar door up partially and peeked out from under it.
The docks were as dark as ever, only illuminated by what street lamps still received power. Outside the ones that were already dealt with, there was no sign of the undead whatsoever. "What the hell?" He said. Gin pulled himself back inside and shut the door once more, better to only have one entrance right now.
Back inside the captain's cabin, Gin found an open hatch in the floor that led to the lower decks. In the deck just below him, he found Remilia in the middle of tea time. Crumpets included.
"Want some?" Remilia offered.
"Ehh," Gin glanced at his stab wounds, "As much as I want to, I think I'll hold off until I don't have holes in me," He said before he took the seat across from Remilia.
"Suit yourself," She said before taking another sip of her tea. This would probably be the last time they could eat and relax for a while, as her foresight told her that fate had sent something big on its way here. "Definitely another down on the roller coaster," she thought.
"Jeeze, you really did jinx it," Remilia said.
"Yeah...Sorry about that," Gin apologized.
Remilia sighed, this entire day had been like an out of control roller coaster with how many ups and downs they've had. Speaking of downs; "That Karl owes me a new dress," Remilia thought.
"Hey," Gin said, with his head partially obscured by a now open cabin door.
Remilia snapped out of her thoughts and looked up at him, "What now?" she said.
"Do you hear anything?" Gin asked.
"No, the only thing I hear is our bad lu-" Remilia stopped abruptly as the realization clicked in her head; "I don't hear any zombies," She said.
"Me neither, and that worries me." Gin said, with intensity in his voice. He stepped out of the cabin and back onto the dock, he then put his ear to the thin hangar door. All that could be heard on the other side was an eerie silence and the crashing of waves against the sea wall. Gin motioned for Remilia to stay in the cabin, she needed to rest her leg some more after that bumpy ride. He lifted the hangar door up partially and peeked out from under it.
The docks were as dark as ever, only illuminated by what street lamps still received power. Outside the ones that were already dealt with, there was no sign of the undead whatsoever. "What the hell?" He said. Gin pulled himself back inside and shut the door once more, better to only have one entrance right now.
Back inside the captain's cabin, Gin found an open hatch in the floor that led to the lower decks. In the deck just below him, he found Remilia in the middle of tea time. Crumpets included.
"Want some?" Remilia offered.
"Ehh," Gin glanced at his stab wounds, "As much as I want to, I think I'll hold off until I don't have holes in me," He said before he took the seat across from Remilia.
"Suit yourself," She said before taking another sip of her tea. This would probably be the last time they could eat and relax for a while, as her foresight told her that fate had sent something big on its way here. "Definitely another down on the roller coaster," she thought.
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