There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

[lucetimods]

Who: All remaining draftees
What: Zombies! Zombies! Zombies!
When: The 29th to 31st
Where: Vaskoth
Summary: Please read here for event information
Rating: B for BRRAAAIIIINSSSS

On the 29th, the Malnosso announce over the radios that the power cap will be lifted to a full 100%. Carol broadcasts a message.

On the 30th, the Malnosso declare Vaskoth completely lost. Those with radio access will discover that the enclosure is to be bombed.

On the 31st, survivors will have one last chance to evacuate or try to find the cure. 3PM is do or die.

Comments

[endgames]

[Too bad he's gonna be dismantling this one for rigging to explode! On that note, he swipes the sink's dish soap. Could make the gasoline he plans to siphon thicker.

And finally, he found matches. He opens the lid and tosses both those things to store in the blender as well, if that gives her any clue to his intentions for it.]

[dangerouswind]

[Give her a second. When she sees kitchen appliances, she usually thinks in terms of food, rather than explosives. When she does get it, she just looks at him.]

Did you want the toaster for anything?

[endgames]

Throw it in. I have plans for that one.

[Down the hall, the shuffling shifts.]

[dangerouswind]

[She blinks at him.] Seriously?

[endgames]

Yeah... [And he trails off, picking up faintly on the noise.]

[dangerouswind]

[Lalala, what noise?] It's a toaster, Shikamaru. Are you going to throw it at them?

[endgames]

[Yeah, that's definitely that sound of foot shuffles. He waves a hand, trying to get her attention.]

Temari - quiet.

[dangerouswind]

[Obviously, he's waving his hand because he doesn't want to answer her about the toaster.]

Why do you want it?

[endgames]

Temari. Zombies.

[dangerouswind]

[You make no sense.] I know that much. [Of course he wouldn't want the toaster for something like, oh, toast.]

[endgames]

[He slaps his forehead, fiercely whispering.]

No, Temari. There are zombies.

[dangerouswind]

[She's tired and he's stating the obvious.

And she's catching about every other word.]

Yeah. They're everywhere. I've noticed.

1/2

[endgames]

[--DAMMIT WOMAN.]

Lower your--!

[He's backing towards her, in the deeper shadows cast by the wall in instinct. Shit, they're close now and she won't shut up-]

keywords relevant

[endgames]

[Oh fuck it, they're about to die. He grabs her shoulders and goes with the first idea guaranteed at success in silencing her that comes to mind.

So uh. That would be kissing her.]

1/... a few. I'll let you know. Nice keywords.

[dangerouswind]

[There's a split second before the, uh, grabbing and kissing when she realizes they've not been communicating as effectively as they should.

Oh.

Maybe she should-- ]

STILL GOING.

[dangerouswind]

[...

...

................. murf]

ALMOST.

[dangerouswind]

[Excuse me.

WTF R U DOIN'?

She has shut up, though.]

STILL WITH ME? One more.

[dangerouswind]

[Okay.

Okay.

... No, this is okay.

Wait. No it's not.

THE HELL ARE YOU DOING, NARA? THERE ARE ZOMBIES.

Moron.]

Done. Somehow, the "killing you" icon seems appropriate.

[dangerouswind]

[Fuck you, Nara. No one distracts her like that. It's not fair. Her hands come up, grabs him by the shoulders--

--and she kisses him. Hard.

That's how you kiss, you moron.]

1/2

[endgames]

[Wait.

What. What are we doing he was just trying to keep you quiet and wow. Okay.]

SOMEHOW

[endgames]

[Okay. Let's do this for real.

And only his ears can pick up on it, but the shamblers are shuffling on.]

[dangerouswind]

[Well, that's one way to avoid the zombies.

Let's see if she can make you shut up, Shikamaru. Are your knees wobbling yet? Because she'll try harder.]

[endgames]

[IS THIS A COMPETITION NOW.

Because you know, he is very good at games. And by his guess, he can stretch this for another good twenty seconds while the zombies pass before he has no excuse.

He's also spent over a year since that Valentine's even trying to convince himself he's not attracted to this woman, that he couldn't love her.

(She doesn't respect me. She never will. How could we have a relationship if she doesn't respect me?)

Maybe the past few months have changed that. Maybe they haven't, and this will be his only chance. He brushes a lock of her out of her face (and he swore he'd never want a woman so beautiful), and kisses back unabashed.

If it is it'll be okay. Because he'll make it count.]

[dangerouswind]

[YES IT IS. Kinda. Maybe.

For her, right now? What zombies? She's ignoring them the same way she's been ignoring Shikamaru for months on end. They're there, sure, but nothing special. Nothing worth getting excited over.

And then she had to rely on him. Was that it?

Or is she just caught up in the act here?

Whatever it is, she's decided that she doesn't care. Not right now. This doesn't need to end yet. She'll figure it all out later, because there's a tenderness (his fingertips brush her face and, huh, she doesn't not like it) and a need and a want that she won't deny.

Damn you, Nara. She hates feeling this way, so... so dependent.

But whatever. It's not important right now. This moment is good. Forget all else, sort it out later, and revel in the moment. Her hand cups the back of his neck, pulls him closer. (They're already so close.)

This is good.

Maybe.]

[endgames]

[Too close, too warm. Too much of what he wants.

He wants to go home. But war is waiting for them too, a war much like this if what Lee says is true. He wants to go and never fight in a war again, and he wants to remember this and he wants them to find a porch they can sit on and grow old together, like he hears people from other worlds do.

Or maybe that's just in the stories Masaomi likes to read. But he wants, he wants, he wants.

And so he holds her, one hand cupping the side of her face and the other on the small of her back. Catches her upper lip between his and... makes himself break it.

This is a war, and they can't forget. He breaks apart from her, nose brushing against hers as he cocks his head to the side to listen for the threat outside.]