Board Thread:Role Plays/@comment-13488655-20150916094100/@comment-13488655-20150921074236

A lot of the men and women just started to push the haz-suit people out of the way to rush to the food as the airship dropped it into the plaza. They looked frantic and desperate as they struggled to pull appart the broken pieces of the crate. Some of them even began to get several large cuts from the broken wood. What was odd though was the fact that they were trying to help each other. Usually in these situations people would normally just push each other asid and grab whatever they could for their families and friends.

As for the diagnosis, some were coming up as clean while others had a variety of syptoms. Red spots on their skin, vomiting, pale complection, rapid breathing, high counts of bactiria in their systems, even some of the pupils in their eyes looked dilated.

Akari watched from a hiding spot in the alleyway, keeping an eye on the crowd as they tried to grab the cans of food, working together to give the food out to the others, even if a lot of them were doing it out of reluctance. One thing struck her though. This was a crowd of about fifty people. There should have been at least twenty more people.

As she looked up towards the north side of the road, she spotted a large truck with green decals barrelling through the streets. Just as the engines could be heard in the distance, people began to panic in fear, running to the other streets before men wearing a variety of masks, bulletproof vests and lots of army grade equipment started charging down those streets and began to open fire at the people while five men began to toss grenades towards the BCU units and the APC, wanting to destroy it as quickly as possible. Bodies began to fall onto the streets one split second after the other. A lot of those people would not be able to see their love ones ever again.