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There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

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.

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[Loki turns the apple meditatively in his hands.]

Perhaps, if at all.

It's only a disease.

[Saori takes another bite of chocolate]

You've seen plagues and pestilence as much as I. There's always a way to stop it, if you apply the right kind of pressure.

I imagine so. 'tis something I've by habit left to the healers.

As have I, but it seems scientists have begun working to find a cure. Perhaps it would be to all our benefits if you were to aid them?

[Again the implication of gratitude. If he was half as brilliant as he claimed, he'd be able to do something]

[He raises an eyebrow. His tone is exceedingly dry.] Goodness Lady Saori, I've no idea at all what you're implying.

[There are advantages to be had, but he also doesn't like feeling as if he's being pushed. He's a little too contrary for that.]

I'm implying that perhaps with your vast intellect you might see something a lesser mind might not. Nothing more.

[She smiles softly, and turns to look out over the war zone]

How is your stomach feeling?

That is certainly a potential outcome.

Better.

Sssh

[Saori hissed out a whisper and pulled up her bow, nocking an arrow, pointing to a single shambling zombie that was walking in the general direction of their second story hideaway.]

We should leave then, as soon as you're ready.

[He falls silent. He certainly doesn't want a confrontation with one of the infected now.]

We might leave now.

[Silently she nods, indicating that he should climb down opposite the infected. Then she stands and draws back her bow, a long arrow ripping through the thing's skull and sending it to the ground]

It's just one. But go, in case he had friends.

[Loki does as directed. As terrible as he feels right now, he's more than happy to let someone else defend him.]

[Saori drops down beside him, landing with a crouch and heading off towards the infirmary]

Keep low and quiet. I've only got five arrows left.

I shall do my best.

[He can't keep as low as he would like, as low as he would have before the power limit. His back hurts far too much. But he does try, and he is still quiet compared to a human.]

[Saori leads him through brush and copses of trees, avoiding roads and buildings...but it's not ideal. Their progress is impeded by the growth, and Loki does not quite have her light step.

A snapping sound comes from up ahead, Saori freezing and dropping to one knee]

sshh

[He freezes into waiting stillness, drawing the only dagger he's able to access.]

[Saori draws back her bow and peeks over a bush, only to sigh in relief]

Only a stray pig.

[Loki exhales a little laugh, but he keeps his dagger in hand.]

Let us hurry before another finds us, then.

[Good thing he's never seen a horror movie.]

Yes.

[And off they go, their progress unimpeded until they are nearly at the barracks. A sudden flash of movement to one side sends Saori reeling backwards, an arrow already prepared to fire. A pair of shamblers are rushing at them, arms outstretched but at least twenty feet away]

[Loki quickly backs up, looking for an avenue for escape. He throws his dagger, an automatic reaction. It hits the shambler center mass where it will do no good. Pathetic, weak arms.

He does, however, spot a fuel tank, one for some kind of cooker. He scrambles for it.]

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[Saori takes a few steps back and fires off her own arrow, piercing the shambler in the eye and killing it instantly. The other...however...makes a beeline for Loki]

[Loki gets to the fuel tank and opens the valve on it, letting gas hiss free. He moves back, leading the shambler on as Loki picks up rocks from the street. Calmly, he throws them at the tank. On the third try, he gets the spark he's been trying for, and the gas ignites.

Which then ignites the shambler.

He hurries away from the tank, in case it explodes. Those things aren't supposed to in such conditions, but he'd rather be safe than sorry.]

[Saori watched and then her eyes went wide as the flaming shambler kept chasing him. NEVER MIND what she said about his intellect earlier...that was just not smart...

She takes off after Loki at a sprint, trying to put distance between the flaming threat and them so she can shoot it down]

[Loki calmly trots to a nearby building, and climbs the drainpipe (rather more laboriously than he likes, but what can you do) so he can crouch in the second story windowsill.

He seems to be counting, his lips moving as the flaming shambler approaches.]

Three... two... one... hm.

[Brain broiled, the shambler drops.]

Took a bit longer than I expected.

[He begins to climb back down, much more slowly.]

[Well that was unexpected. Saori trots up and stabs the corpse's skull twice to be sure before giving him a look]

That was foolish. So many things could go wrong. And there could be more nearby.

It worked. There weren't more in the immediate area, or we would have heard them.

[Loki limps over to the other corpse and recovers his dagger.]

If you want to be picky about improvised solutions when they work, best not let me anywhere near this search for a cure.

[Asshole smile, right there.]

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