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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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[Nami's already had one encounter in which she'd got someone killed by trying to get them to hold back. If Tony gets a killing shot, well... better one person dead than two, right?

Are we doing this by the numbers now?]

He's only just changed! He's--

[All bleak conjecture aside, she doesn't have the strength to hold the door shut against these things, though she manages to stave off the inevitable long enough for Tony to make the landing, wedging one heel against the guard rail and pushing back to hold the door in place, craning her neck away from the wildly scrabbling hand that can be seen.]

--please don't kill him if you don't have to. [The words are nearly lost under the violent pounding from the other side. She'll just... abide by whatever Tony does.]

[Only just changed and his mind immediately flies to thoughts of Pepper, fighting the infection that was destroying her body. The proto-cure had stopped her from becoming like that. But how long would it last? If the Malnosso dropped their bomb, would it even matter?

His stomach turns, and thoughts of shooting to kill flee his mind before Nami even makes her request. He's still feeling incredibly exhausted, but the adrenaline running through his veins gives him enough strength to throw his weight into his shoulder and press against the door.]

I won't. [Or at least, he'll try to avoid it. If he can. It may not be an option.]

[He's gonna kill her, he's gotta make her right because she's all wrong right now. He just has to end it, make it all even stevens, and then—what was he gonna do...? He just. This noise in his head. He's so fucking angry, and he's not even sure what started it or when it began. He screams, loud and blood curdling, his hand shooting out between the door and the frame of it, scratching at the wrong side of the door. He's so pumped up, so wild with fever and blood dribbling from his nose and chin; it hurts. It hurts and the only way to stop it from hurting is to sink his teeth down deep.

His head and shoulder is freed quickly and his strength is overwhelmingly strong right now. Another yell, wild, almost pained, and then one more fierce and hate-fueled. The memories he had... they're all trickling like sand. Every image that he'd held close. The tears that were rolling down his face moments earlier still persist, but the eyes are turning listless. Empty of whatever he used to be.]

Na—m—!!

[It'll be the last 'word' he attempts before there's no more of that. His mouth barely works for him, for anything other than grunts and yells. He hears Tony and it fuels him even more so to fully break out.]

Edited 2012-11-12 07:43 (UTC)

[She can barely frame a thank you before she hears that last strangled attempt, and Nami sucks in a breath, teeth nearly biting through her lip. Tony's added strength is a welcome blessing, more than eclipsing her own, and she waits until he's braced against the door before she takes her foot off the rail and snatches up her staff instead, jabbing the splintered end of it into Kotetsu's hand over and over in an attempt to provoke enough pain that he snatches it back again.]

[He glances wildly at the face that appears, mangled and raging on the other side of the door - and his stomach sinks. Kotetsu. Another one of them. There's a moment where his hand hesitates on the grip of his gun. He couldn't shoot a familiar face. He couldn't kill a Lucetian, no matter what happened to them - hadn't that been what he'd been standing for this whole time? But god, if he got out -

He has to make it back to Pepper in one piece. If he got infected now -

He grabs his gun, back still braced against the door. If Nami's staff doesn't cause enough pain to get him to pull back, Tony has another solution for something that might.]

[Kotetsu's hand remains reaching—and shockingly enough, whatever's raging through his bloodstream also nullifies much of the reaction to pain. Over and over it smashes into his hand, leaving only a wound that is deepened with each crunch. He feels it, though. Still feels it. It's why his angry screams become more fervent. she's hurting you she's trying to kill you she needs to be like this too—

His golden-brown eyes, now red and almost inhuman in their stare, looks wildly back and forth in an attempt to find someone, anyone, who's keeping him at bay. And then his hand snaps and grabs suddenly to the staff, slipping on the blood from the top of his knuckles.]

[The sudden hand snatching at the staff draws a startled scream from Nami and she tries to yank it away, heels sliding forward a little before she shifts her grip, twisting the staff sharply and pushing down. The splintered section snaps away at the join, still caught in Kotetsu's grip. Keep it. It's useless to her anyway. This whole thing is--

Tony might need to take that gunshot after all.]

[He has a split second to make that call, and he takes it. He is not going to lose anyone else -

Handgun drawn, he aims at the back of Kotetsu's hand and fires. Even if he doesn't recoil from pain, maybe it will be damaged enough to be unusable. He hopes.

If it misses? Well then. Back to the drawing board of trying to stay alive, no matter what.]

[The shot takes out part of his wrist, and blood spears down the wall in trails as Kotetsu finally seems to respond with an angry growl; the hand pulls back, and it gives them just enough time to close him back behind the door. For as long as he can? He'll hit it and try to break through--luckily for them and himself, he won't get back out. Not until they're probably long gone.]

[Nami flinches at the sound of the gun. Can't help it. It's necessary; he didn't take the kill shot. She is so very grateful that he didn't.

The moment Kotetsu's hand vanishes behind the door she throws her weight against it once more, though Tony's weight has probably already slammed the door shut, and rams two thin metal spikes from her sleeve just underneath the hinges to render the door unopenable. Fire escape doors are heavy-- she doubts he'll be able to break it down.

No time soon. Not until he gets his powers back.]

Thank you. [Her face is wet with tears, but really Nami is just relieved.] Sorry. Just... I can't. Not anyone else.

[He does trap the door shut with his weight after Kotetsu draws back, and even after Nami's spikes are in place he doesn't relax quite yet. His whole body is rigid and tense, gun clattering to his side as it slid from his grip. God, he was glad that worked.]

Yeah. Don't mention it.

[He was glad he didn't have to take the kill shot.]

[The sound of the gun falling makes her start, and she glances from it to her own sorry remains of a weapon. Most people have a longer reach than this.

...she wonders how long it will take for Kotetsu to try and find another way off the floor. Maybe he won't. The other infected have all been so single-minded--

She was talking to him about farming, not too long before this. Nami looks at the backs of her hands, then runs one down the side of her neck. No injuries. She takes a breath.]

We should go.

[He nods at her words, but doesn't stand quite yet. With the threat nullified, the exhaustion has set fire in his bones again, and standing isn't so immediately appealing. But she was right. They needed to get away from this building - just in case.]

How long was he chasing you?

[She laughs at that, a funny little hiccup of a giggle. It's really not very funny.] A few minutes at most. He... turned while we were searching for survivors.

[Which sounds really, really stupid of her, and she adds softly:] I couldn't leave him on his own.

[So she'd seen him change. He'd witnessed it happen to Robin, too. That moment when their last ability to reason just falls away completely, and it just becomes about attacking, killing, feasting.

That wouldn't happen to Pepper, that wouldn't happen to Pepper.]

I can hardly blame you for that.

[It's about the only thing she can't be blamed for. Nami presses a shaking hand to her mouth. And flinches as Kotetsu slams into the door again.]

Can we go? [She doesn't care how pleading that sounds. Nami holds out a hand to help Tony up.]

[His heart thuds in his chest at the sounds coming from the other side of the door. So he takes her hand and stands within a split second.]

Yeah. Let's go.

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There'll be trouble when the kidz come out

Also I am so sorry for my slow

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