01-21-2017, 07:19 PM
(No worries. I've been stuck on my phone these past few days, so posts are coming. Sorry for the delay.)
Those were plausible ideas on how to take them out. It was certainly worth the try, but if memory served him correctly, Hunters all the same were tough to deal with. They weren't like the Lickers, the final result of most zombies after being exposed to the T-Virus. They were some kind of finalized product already, designed to do one thing: Hunt. Oisin kept his gun on him, adding the holster to his waist.
"Yea" he nodded in response to the idea of dinner. "I love a decent home cooked meal."
He wasn't let down to say the least. They were served a form of Kale soup, complete with potatoes and a form of Italian sausage. It amazes him how well recipes travelled far around the world, though with the owner's last names bearing the name Federico, it was clear where their origins were from. It came as no shock that a lovely pasta was also served as well.
Dinner was done and over with and now came an end to formalities. After a quick shower, Oisin was dressed in his BSAA attire: A black Kevlar framed shirt with dark sea green short sleeves complete with the BSAA logo of Europe, Black combat pants with black steel toe framed boots, two sleeves for his arms that were used for him to place his tablet within for communications and hacking and fingerless gloves to go over them where they stopped at his wrist. He loaded his other pistol, but it was clear he was packing something heavier: his black Anti-Materiel Rifle. It's design allowed for him to be able to carry it like a case, able to snap into place instantly when the time was ready. He equipped the Night Vision scope.
"Time to go see what the fuss is all about."
He opened the window. No need to alarm the guests down below in the pub with fully decked out gear. The floor wasn't all that high up and with careful climbing down the pipeline, they'd land on the brick laden road with relative ease. Oisin began to lead the way, following the tablet on his arm to their destination: The cove and the ever illusive mansion nearby.
Those were plausible ideas on how to take them out. It was certainly worth the try, but if memory served him correctly, Hunters all the same were tough to deal with. They weren't like the Lickers, the final result of most zombies after being exposed to the T-Virus. They were some kind of finalized product already, designed to do one thing: Hunt. Oisin kept his gun on him, adding the holster to his waist.
"Yea" he nodded in response to the idea of dinner. "I love a decent home cooked meal."
He wasn't let down to say the least. They were served a form of Kale soup, complete with potatoes and a form of Italian sausage. It amazes him how well recipes travelled far around the world, though with the owner's last names bearing the name Federico, it was clear where their origins were from. It came as no shock that a lovely pasta was also served as well.
Dinner was done and over with and now came an end to formalities. After a quick shower, Oisin was dressed in his BSAA attire: A black Kevlar framed shirt with dark sea green short sleeves complete with the BSAA logo of Europe, Black combat pants with black steel toe framed boots, two sleeves for his arms that were used for him to place his tablet within for communications and hacking and fingerless gloves to go over them where they stopped at his wrist. He loaded his other pistol, but it was clear he was packing something heavier: his black Anti-Materiel Rifle. It's design allowed for him to be able to carry it like a case, able to snap into place instantly when the time was ready. He equipped the Night Vision scope.
"Time to go see what the fuss is all about."
He opened the window. No need to alarm the guests down below in the pub with fully decked out gear. The floor wasn't all that high up and with careful climbing down the pipeline, they'd land on the brick laden road with relative ease. Oisin began to lead the way, following the tablet on his arm to their destination: The cove and the ever illusive mansion nearby.