OOC:Yeah, bring in some people, I think the lack of posters is hurting this one. We need at least five or six.

Jansen raised his shotgun at the bird thing, but never pulled the trigger as the creature got torn apart by flying lead.

"Impressive gun, Capt'n, know where I can get one?" Jansen joked as he slipped into the ships helm. "So, we need bigger guns, more people, and a better starting point. I think we should make for the national guard center, myself, we can ressuply there, and possibly fing some survivors."

With that, Jansen began rummaging through lockers for weapons and ammunition. Tossing a collection of weapons in every make and calibur onto a table for people to choose from.

Lydia gave Keith another shot of Med-X before Jansen and Wilhelm rushed them both inside. Everyone but Jansen headed straight for the infirmary where they were met with a terrible sight.
Rows and rows of beds full of injured residents of the boat, some sleeping, some crying, all were in pain. "Wh... What?" Lydia turned around and looked the Captain in the eyes, but he couldn't make eye contact.
"They surprised us all, the birds. They just swooped in, 5 or six of them. We didn't even hear them coming." A tear fell down his trembling cheek. "And of course... with no medic we had no-one to help them." He stood up straight and sniffed. "I uh, I don't know how to tell you this Lydia." A look of dismay appeared on Wilhelm's face.

"Tell me what?" Lydia dropped the empty Med-X syringe in her hand, creating a loud clatter in the otherwise silent room.

"R- Ra..." With a final sigh he slowly whispered the words: "Raymond is dead."

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