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Dallas scowled at her. "That time it was on purpose. I don't appreciate it." He scoffed, standing to walk over to her. He wasn't pleased She didn't take his order- or, request- seriously. "I'm gonna start poking you for every apology you make." He grinned evilly, walking to her side and gently poking her in the middle of the forehead. "I can be very annoying in order to et what I want." He grinned, moving off like he had a new game to play. "Yeah, sure." He shrugged. "Not like I'm gonna stay up here." He scoffed, tugging gently at his black leather jacket. Beneath it, he was wearing a thin, tight cotton T-shirt, mainly because it was almost all he had. He was also in black cargo pants; he looked relatively well put together, especially with the military grade boots he was wearing. |
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Robin nodded, huffing when he had poked her. "Mean." She said, then turned to the bench. "Need anything? Gloves, knives, anything?" She asked, grabbing her stuff, a machete being one of them, a bag of marbles, and a mask, which she pulled on, it covered most of her face, went over her nose and under her sharp grey eyes. It wasn't a flimsy mask though, more like a gas mask, but not. She looked at him, pulling her straight black hair that was sapphire blue at the ends, out of her face easily, tying it up on the back of her head. They were both wearing pretty similar things, except she was wearing a hooide over her sports bra and t-shirt. She was wearing cargo pants and military boots as well. "Huh, seems this outfit is quite popular these day." She says, her voice muffled by the mask, but her eyes tinging up a bit like she was smirking or grinning. - (Sorry if it feels like I stole your clothing idea. I had that pictured in my mind for her put I didn't really know how to describe it. I can change it if you'd like. :)) Mask: |
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Dont worry about it lol, I'm pretty sure I accidentally snatched your idea It doesnt matter to me xD)) "Utterly fair, in my opinion." Dallas said in a mock haughty tone. He crossed his arm and thought for a moment at her offer. "I wouldn't mind a dagger." He said thoughtfully, watching her with interest. He gently ran a hand through his light blonde hair as he waited, ruffling it into an artfully messy style. "Well, pockets and thick leather are pretty helpful in survival situation." He grinned, gesturing to her. "Ladies first." |
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Robin rolled her eyes, grabbign a dagger and tossing it underhand at him, knowing full well it was sharp and a dagger. She then walked over to the ladder, grabbing her bag and looking at Dallas and Buck. "Is Buck coming?" She asked him, remembering something and walking over to the bench once more, grabbing her a pistol, and sliding it into a holseter on her hip before walkign back over to the ladder. |
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Dallas caught the dagger by the hilt, narrowing his eyes at her playfully. He shook the dagger at her, a smile playing on his lips. "Naughty, naughty, naughty. Knives are not for throwing." He scolded teasingly, tucking it into his belt sheath and reaching down to pet Buck. "Of course he is. Is that pulley thing still good to go for him?" He asked lightly, grinning as Buck reached up to lick at his cheek. A deep, pleasant chuckle came from Dallas, a new noise for Robin. |
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Robin smiled slightly as Dallas laughed and nodded. "It is. Let me go down first then you can send him down." She said, she hopped over the ledge of the building and climbed onto the ladder, starting down it. Se got down it fairly quickly, having climbed the ladder so many times. Her feet hit the roof of the building with a soft, thud, she made sure no zombies had reacted on the ground, when they hadn't she looked back up. Watching for the pully to come down with Buck in it. |
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Dallas moved to watched her descend the ladder, surveying the roof carefully. Once she was there, Dallas set about putting Buck into the pulley, cooing encouragement to his dog all the while. Once he was secure, he pressed a kiss to the dog's muzzle and sent the pulley down slowly. Buck simply sat, somewhat confused by the contraption but still cooperating none the less. |
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Robin got the pully and unhooked Buck from it, leading him out gently and bending down, petting him lightly. "Good boy." She said softly, gently scratching hthe dog's head as she looked up and waited for Dallas. Making sure to stay quiet. |
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Dallas smiled as Buck reached the ground safely, only then climbing down the latter. He hopped onto the roof below and gave Buck a few pats, offering her a smile. "Lead the way, m'lady." He grinned. |
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Robin rolled her sharp grey eyes. "Yeah yeah Mr. cocky." She said smirking from under her mask. She started walking to the edge of the building before breaking into a run and hitting the ledge, jumping over a gap in the middle. She rolled a bit on the other side of the gap, standing on the roof of the other building, stopping a bit to wait for Dallas. 'You have to jump!" She whisper-yells to him, trying not to alert the zombies on the ground everywhere. |
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