Zones (Apocalyptic Roleplay)

Ransom: so, tell me about that guy you were with.. Anarchi, right?

Carissa: oh, yah.... Hmm... What do you want to know about him?

Ransom: well, what've you learned about him?

Carissa: uhm... Hm.. I'm not sure I should tell you..

Qwyn: *leans back, obviously pleased with herself, a few mechanical insects begin flittering around on the workbench in front of her*

Ransom: *jumps back in surprise* what are those?

((She isn't near ransom and Carissa...))

((She's like, off in a dark tunnel somewhere, at the location where she's been staying for the past month or so))

((...[ABORTED] xD))

Ransom: why can't you tell me anything about him?a

Carissa: hmm... I can tell you not to trust him... I can also tell you he is here for a reason... However what the mission is I can't tell you...

Qwyn: *rises to her feet then skips down the dark tunnel, the tech critters conceal themselves under her trenchcoat*

Carissa: sorry... I just can't tell you much about him... Iv only known him a short time anyway... *looks at a clock* we have a couple hours to get something to eat and then get back into hiding before curfew...

((Name: Spard
Gender: male
Age: 23
Looks: muscled, green eyes, brown hair, middle sized
Personality: quick to anger, warlike, smart
Weapons: sniper rifle and knife
Zone: 2))

((Uhm... Since she almost never gets on can we accept her?))

Carissa: *wanders down the tunnel towards the outcast tunnels*

Carissa: *sees someone... ((Any character or characters that wants I start playing this again))*

((Am I accepted?))

((Paradox told me I can accept people on her forums... So yes... You are accepted...))

((YESS!!))

Carissa: *sees someone*

Qwyn: *whistles as she approaches the corner*

Carissa: *is near Qwyn but is facing spard.... She can't make out his face in the shadow*

Spard: Hello.

Carissa: *shifts her dagger but keeps it concealed* who are you? *her voice is suspicious*

Spard: My name is Spard. I am from Zone 2.

Carissa: oh... Ok... What brings you here?