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 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.]

[dangerouswind]

[She's silent when he breaks the kiss, her fingers sliding from his neck to his shoulder. She almost forgot.

Forgot where they were, what they were up against, what was happening. Dangerous. (In more ways than one and what the hell were they thinking? They weren't, apparently, and maybe it wasn't so bad. It wasn't so bad.)

He's listening, she can tell. She watches him, gaze unerring and lets him be her guide here. He'd lectured her on the value of allies when she'd come back from death and, though she'd never heard them, those words still ring in her head. (She hears them; can always give inflection and tone to his words. She'd never wondered at it. Just chalked it up to long association with him. Maybe it had been more.)

Allies. She has to remind herself of it.

This is war. They can't be distracted. Allies and they can't afford to be more than that. Not now.]

[endgames]

[He catches the leathery, squishy sound of flesh on metal, but doesn't pinpoint that it's not coming from outside but up until the vent is crashing and two zombies are dropping from above.

He dodges quickly - Temari should be able to as well - and is instantly armed. He has... no idea how the hell those guys got into the ventilation shaft but he's not going to worry about it.]

Well! That worked for a minute.

[Haha, that was great right? >> Okay let's handle these guys. Yeah.]

[dangerouswind]

[You are the smoothest, Nara.

... Not that she can talk, because oh shit where'd her staff drop to oh it's at her feet and oh should kill that zombie and why the hell can't she think?

Must be over-tired. Yeah, that's it.

Just... gonna knock that zombie's head around until it's all turned the wrong way, okay? Yep.]

[endgames]

[Shikamaru will let her handle that - she can't figure out what he's saying if she won't look at him - to dig the matches out of the blender for this shiny molotov cocktail. He can hear the ones out in the hall so this is going to be tight.

When he's done, he ducks under her staff as she's swinging it to tap her on the shoulder.]

Time to go!

[dangerouswind]

[It's not so much that she won't look at him as it's that she's a little caught up in zombie killing. Totally not distracted by anything else.

She doesn't question his direction; she drives the end of the staff into the chest of the last zombie there in front of her and spins on her heel to follow.]

[endgames]

[They'll have to fight the shamblers filing through the hall first, but if they can beat the ones coming up the stairwell they should be good. Shikamaru points two fingers forward, indicating a window he expects them to go out of.

He's managing in close combat - it's not his strong suit but he's gotten a lot better at it - but if she could clear a path that'd be awesome. Until then, he'll be anticipating blows and dodging them by making sure to strike first, feet up.]

[dangerouswind]

[She nods; it's so easy to fall into familiar patterns, ever after that. He wants to get to the window, then he'll get to the window. She's better at close combat, especially with a familiar-ish weapon in her hands. It's why she found a heavy staff, after her makeshift fan was made useless anyway.

It's up to him to stay out of the way of her staff. She'll do the best she can, but her focus is on the zombies and the window.]

[endgames]

[Shikamaru adjusts perfectly. She isn't Ino, or Chouji, but members of Team 10 have notable teamwork outside of their formation.

He ducks and weaves, and darts away to the stairs while lighting a match as she works on her crowd. Breathless, he grins (a little sad) and touches the match to the napkin stuffed in the neck of the bottle.]

Saynoara.

[He throws the bottle, gasoline leaking. The stairs go up in flames.]

[dangerouswind]

[She half-turns as the flames leap into existence and grins. (She knows where these zombies come from -- can't forget it -- but she can't afford the conflict. Can't afford the sorrow or regret that comes with killing them.

Them or her. She's choosing her and her allies.]

Come on.

[endgames]

Path's open?

[dangerouswind]

[She delivers a vicious blow under a zombie's jaw; he drops without fanfare.

Now it is.]

[endgames]

[Great. Time to go. He snaps a sprinkler head to get it pouring. Won't put out that fire mix, but it should keep anyone from having to deal with the smell of flesh burning.

He snaps the window open.]

Ladies first.

[dangerouswind]

[For just one second, as she's watching his lips, she's tempted to push him against the wall and try that kissing thing again. Just to see if it feels like that the second time, too.

But then common sense takes over and she slips out the window.]

[endgames]

[At least she didn't push him out of it. He was almost ready for that...

Instead he jumps out after, the interior of the building a backdrop of flames.]