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Xavier continued down the sidewalk, shouts and screams could be heard behind him as both men and women hollered for him to stop. After driving on the sidewalk for a brief amount of time he'd found an opening on the road, quickly jerking his now beaten vehicle in front of several others. Honks and curses immediately followed though it didn't matter to him as he was only focused on getting to green valley and finding a way out of Nevada. With mostly everyone else heading towards California Xavier continued to accelerate, occasionally weaving in and out of traffic to get past slower vehicles. Weeeeooooooeeeee could be heard as several police cars zoomed past in the other lane, clearly more concerned with the violence occurring in the northern strip than a few reckless drivers.
Xavier finally made it to the general area of his desired location as the evening came around, taking a right on North Valle Verde Dr. He continued down the road, slowing down to around 25 mph as he took his time to closely examine the streets for any jump out boys. Taking another right onto Fox Ridge Dr and then another onto Lambeth Court Xavier came to a complete stop. Flicking his lights off and cutting the ignition he reached into his backseat to grab the red gym bag, he removed one of the two large water bottles before taking several large gulps. Dropping the bottle in the passenger seat he exited the vehicle, locking the doors behind him. "Hey mother fucker, this ain't your neighborhood to loot. We already got dibs so I suggest you back off." A burly man from across the cul-de-sac was holding a lead pipe while two other goons with 2x4s stood behind him, they didn't seem to be looking for a fight but they definitely didn't like him being there.
Attempting to avoid the men Xavier started walking towards one of the houses away from the 3 armed men, it looked familiar enough so he loudly knocked on the door. "Are you deaf? I will fucking end you!" Xavier flashed the 3 a quick look just to make sure he wasn't being approached before knocking on the door several more times. "Michael you in there?!" Xavier shouted, his right hand now idly rested around the grip of his Glock 23. Suddenly heavy footsteps could be heard coming across the street, one of the goons letting out a sinister laugh with a clearly violent intent. Xavier quickly removed his handgun from his jeans belt, switching the ambidextrous safety off with his right thumb as he turned to face the men. The firearm was pointing towards the ground as the men came to a complete stop. "Take another step and i'm peeling caps. There's nothing to gain here." The men looked between one another before the burly man who Xavier could only assume was their 'leader' spoke. "You ain't on shit homie. That's a nice glizzy though, it'd look great next to my Sig Sauer. How about you turn it over before WE peel YOUR cap." He and the goons began approaching Xavier once more, now less than 10 feet away from the steps Xavier was standing on.
Raising his gun with the straight thump grip a loud crack rang through the area as Xavier fired a single round towards the burly man. The round impacted him directly in the torso, the round tearing through his spleen right before mushrooming and falling short of exiting his body. The burly man dropped like a sack of potatoes, his body becoming limp as he entered hydro-static shock from the bullet wound. The goons turned to run away, both dropping their 2x4s as they made their way down the street. Xavier turned around before moving to open the door, to his surprise it was unlocked. Stepping inside he was greeted with an empty house, it seemed as though the people that used to live here packed up everything and had already left before the quarantine. The only thing that remained was a futon couch and a broken coffee table.
As the sky continued to darken Xavier took what little time he had left to search the house, only finding a roll of toilet paper and an unused bar of soap in the upstairs bathroom. Exiting the house he stepped over the now deceased man a few feet in front of the steps, now slowly jogging towards his car. Unlocking the car he flicked his Glocks safety back on, sliding it back into his jeans against his belt as he sat down in the drivers seat. He took the time to place the water bottle, soap, and toilet paper into his gym bag, locking the vehicle once more. He'd stay awake for a brief amount of time before slowly dozing off with his head and arms against the dash.
Items acquired this round: Soap and Toilet paper
Items expended this round: A single .40 hollow point
Equipment found this round: None
Equipment lost this round: None
Shelter used: RX-7
Xavier finally made it to the general area of his desired location as the evening came around, taking a right on North Valle Verde Dr. He continued down the road, slowing down to around 25 mph as he took his time to closely examine the streets for any jump out boys. Taking another right onto Fox Ridge Dr and then another onto Lambeth Court Xavier came to a complete stop. Flicking his lights off and cutting the ignition he reached into his backseat to grab the red gym bag, he removed one of the two large water bottles before taking several large gulps. Dropping the bottle in the passenger seat he exited the vehicle, locking the doors behind him. "Hey mother fucker, this ain't your neighborhood to loot. We already got dibs so I suggest you back off." A burly man from across the cul-de-sac was holding a lead pipe while two other goons with 2x4s stood behind him, they didn't seem to be looking for a fight but they definitely didn't like him being there.
Attempting to avoid the men Xavier started walking towards one of the houses away from the 3 armed men, it looked familiar enough so he loudly knocked on the door. "Are you deaf? I will fucking end you!" Xavier flashed the 3 a quick look just to make sure he wasn't being approached before knocking on the door several more times. "Michael you in there?!" Xavier shouted, his right hand now idly rested around the grip of his Glock 23. Suddenly heavy footsteps could be heard coming across the street, one of the goons letting out a sinister laugh with a clearly violent intent. Xavier quickly removed his handgun from his jeans belt, switching the ambidextrous safety off with his right thumb as he turned to face the men. The firearm was pointing towards the ground as the men came to a complete stop. "Take another step and i'm peeling caps. There's nothing to gain here." The men looked between one another before the burly man who Xavier could only assume was their 'leader' spoke. "You ain't on shit homie. That's a nice glizzy though, it'd look great next to my Sig Sauer. How about you turn it over before WE peel YOUR cap." He and the goons began approaching Xavier once more, now less than 10 feet away from the steps Xavier was standing on.
Raising his gun with the straight thump grip a loud crack rang through the area as Xavier fired a single round towards the burly man. The round impacted him directly in the torso, the round tearing through his spleen right before mushrooming and falling short of exiting his body. The burly man dropped like a sack of potatoes, his body becoming limp as he entered hydro-static shock from the bullet wound. The goons turned to run away, both dropping their 2x4s as they made their way down the street. Xavier turned around before moving to open the door, to his surprise it was unlocked. Stepping inside he was greeted with an empty house, it seemed as though the people that used to live here packed up everything and had already left before the quarantine. The only thing that remained was a futon couch and a broken coffee table.
As the sky continued to darken Xavier took what little time he had left to search the house, only finding a roll of toilet paper and an unused bar of soap in the upstairs bathroom. Exiting the house he stepped over the now deceased man a few feet in front of the steps, now slowly jogging towards his car. Unlocking the car he flicked his Glocks safety back on, sliding it back into his jeans against his belt as he sat down in the drivers seat. He took the time to place the water bottle, soap, and toilet paper into his gym bag, locking the vehicle once more. He'd stay awake for a brief amount of time before slowly dozing off with his head and arms against the dash.
Items acquired this round: Soap and Toilet paper
Items expended this round: A single .40 hollow point
Equipment found this round: None
Equipment lost this round: None
Shelter used: RX-7