You may be dead, but never forgotten. Zombie group rp OPEN!!!

(Np ^^)

Kas looked very stressed when Bane approached him, their heart starting to race. At the request not to scream, he swallowed nervously and hesitated before nodding. It was hard to promise something like that since they didn't know how much it was going to hurt. Bane seemed to know what he was doing somewhat, though, and Kas didn't exactly have anything to lose, so he didn't resist.

He kept as quiet and still as possible until there was a sickening pop, shortly followed by agonizing pain. They quickly muffled their scream by biting down on their hand, his eyes stinging with pained tears. His head fell back against the wall and he felt like he was going to pass out. Once the pain had dulled somewhat, they lowered their hand and exhaled shakily, visibly trembling a bit. His leg, however, seemed more functional than before.

Kas reached out and took Jasper's hand, his own shaking as he gripped her tightly. They whined weakly, closing their eyes for a moment as they tried to recover. "Mmnh… it's… it's a little better, I think, j-just… hurts a lot right now. Throbbing…" He replied, his voice soft and wavering. They still looked very pale, and he felt a bit dizzy as he leaned his head against the wall.

"Mmnh… t-thanks…" Kas replied breathlessly, accepting the water and drinking a little of it. He knew the importance of saving resources, so they didn't plan to drink it all by any means. He looked up at Bane when he was addressed again, their eyes distant and glazed over. It took them a few seconds to process the question. "Oh, um… my parents died pretty early on, got turned and stuff, so I didn't really have much of a choice. Met her along the way and now we're traveling together."

Ryuu keeps a watchful eye out like a dog after hearing a rabbit squeal a few yards away. Until he sees a man about the size of the eiffel tower make his way up the steps and stopping at the level platform in front of them before toppling back down and hitting his head. Ryuu slaps his hands over his mouth with a gasp as he watches his fall, his eyes wide as saucers; only to gasp again when he perks his head back up.
He looks around for his gun, grabbing it beside him and opening the zipper. Panic rises when he's not able to open it immediately. He pulls his rifle out, already loaded and points it at the man. Ryuu was never one to "judge a book by its cover" but nowadays, you could never be too safe.
He levels it out on his knee though isn't able to get even a good look at the guy, his vision still blurry. He doesn't say anything, leaving the talking up to Frenchie. She seemed like more of the confrontational type anyway.

(Small Fry, Frenchie is gonna murder this man 😂)
Frenchie just waited for a minute as this behemoth of a man walked up to them. Okay, maybe walked was a strong word. It was more of a limp, in her opinion. And she tensed, she would fully admit to that. But then he turned and ran with his tail between his legs, tripped over his own feet, and nearly cracked his head open on the stairs and she relaxed.
Oh, so he's also a dumbass. Great.
Frenchie pushes down on the rifle when Ryuu pulls it up, pointing it down to the floor. "Stand down, Dumb. I don't think Dumber is really gonna be much of a threat when he can't even walk properly." She remarked dryly before getting to her feet to go make sure the guy wasn't dead. Or if he was, what she could salvage off of him. She stood back and looked him over, out of reach in case he tried to swing at her which she found highly unlikely but still. "So you're still alive. If you turn tail and run like a coward from all of your confrontations, I'm gonna consider it a miracle."

Kas looked up when he heard footsteps, still pretty out of it despite the water. They made out the silhouette of a woman, but couldn't really distinguish her other features. He curled in on himself a bit, visibly uncomfortable, but it wasn't like anyone could really do anything to make their leg hurt less. "Mmnh… I'll be fine, I always am…" He murmured weakly. "I'll be back to walking normally in no time, I'm sure. I'm… perfectly fine." They swallowed another wave of nausea and curled up tighter, looking very pale.

Frenchie threw her hands up in frustration. "Ten minutes ago I was the only living soul in this city. Now suddenly there's five of us like where the hell did y'all come from." She sighed, pinching the bridge of her nose. She stepped closer to get a better look at the two new faces. "When's the last time either of you actually ate something? You're younger so your bodies use up fat stores and energy faster because your metabolism is faster. Essentially meaning you starve faster than the average adult. That knee ain't gonna make itself any better if your body doesn't have the energy to repair it." She brushed a couple of loose strands of hair behind her ear, scrutinizing the two before turning on her heel to head back up the stairs. "I'd say don't move but I don't think you'll be doing much of that anyway. I have a patient to go retrieve. If we're all gonna be stuck here, might as well do it together."

(Bump)

Kas blinked a couple times when Bane put a sticker on their nose, clearly confused, and then touched it with his finger. He scoffed when he finally seemed to realize what had happened and pulled the sticker off of their nose. "M'not five…" They mumbled, huffing. He stuck the sticker on his chest instead and scrunched up their nose, trying to get rid of the lingering feeling of it. He sighed softly once he was settled again, and they leaned back against the wall to relax for the time being.

Kas shrugged, running their fingers through their hair. "I dunno. Who knows, right?" He sighed softly. "But we're desperate, okay? We're starving and injured and we're gonna die without them anyway. If we leave, we're dead. They might kill us, but we're not any worse off by staying." They watched Bane and Frenchie leave with a soft hum. "Look, I don't like this any more than you do, but we don't really have a choice."

At this point, little to none of what Cherry said was intelligible to Peregrine. He was vaguely able to make out that her mouth was moving, but his ears were ringing pretty badly, and everything she was saying just seemed like garbled nonsense. Nonetheless, he whined softly when he was picked up, evidently not fond of it, but in no state to really fight back.

He looked almost as terrible as he felt. His cheeks were pretty well flushed with fever at this point, as well as his nose and ears, and the rest of his skin was definitely paler than it should have been. Typically, a toddler with a high fever and infected wounds like this would be taken to the hospital immediately, but they didn't have that luxury in an apocalypse.

Suddenly, he tasted something. He wasn't familiar with the flavor, and he wasn't a huge fan of the texture, but any food was good food when he was this hungry, and his body wasn't going to deny something like this. Chewing was difficult, and not entirely pleasant, but Pip managed it anyways. He put all his energy into eating, and thus couldn't really do much else. Unable to speak, it was only clear that he was done eating when he was too tired to chew anymore.