06-25-2010, 01:26 PM
Arik nodded. "Yeah, reckon so. Uh." He scratched the back of his head. "The uh, there's an apartment up there-" He pointed up ward. "Not sure which one it is, I'd know it if we were on the floor I'm thinking of, there's a guy who's got a sh*t ton of weapons we can use if he'll let us. Come on."
The mop appeared to be sturdy enough. Downstairs, there was the sound of a window breaking, followed by footsteps. However, the footsteps were different to that of zombies; these were thudding and careful. Suddenly, gunfire shot out; zombies groaned as they fell.
"Are there any civilians! Answer now!" The voice was clearly human; it was one of the groups for the UBCS. Not the one that had been in the mall, but one that had been scouring the city for signs of human life.
I stare at the girl in the mirror: T-shirt, torn up jeans, no beauty queen.
But the way that you see me, you get underneath me, and all my defenses just fall away, fall away.
I am beautiful with you, even in the darkest part of me. I am beautiful with you;
Make it feel the way it's supposed to be!
You're here with me: Just show me this and I'll believe I am beautiful with you!