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lucetilogs2013-10-30 07:00 pm
250mhzwabl) wrote in lucetilogs2013-10-30 07:00 pm
All we want to do is eat your brains
Who: Jack Holden, Simon Lauchlan, Eugene Woods, Sam Yao, and anyone they can tempt in
What: Basically a slumber party
When: November 1st afternoon and evening
Where: One of the villas in Luceti's housing area
Summary: Luceti's residents of Abel Township have landed themselves under house arrest. But even if they can't go to the parties, who's to say they can't bring the party to them? (Or at least some takeout, geez, this punishment thing is hungry work.)
Rating: PG? It's just some post-zombie-apocalypse dudes and their houseguests, it's not really gonna be racy.
Maybe Halloween Land hadn't been the best destination for a small cluster of survivors of the zombie apocalypse.
In their defense, they hadn't known when they'd walked in that literal zoms would be all over the place. Even as placid as the things were, all it took were a few too many of the shambling dead in one place, strained nerves and the wrong line of conversation, and one poorly-timed jumpscare to set off the powder keg of their collective neuroses and send them sprinting for the nearest defensible position between them and the exits. And sure, all weapons had been taken to the battle dome. But where they came from, all that defined a weapon was a favourable combination of weight, length, sharpness, and maximum velocity. Where they came from, they'd all learned a few behaviours on an instinctual level.
It was sort of lucky, actually, that they only had managed to get themselves landed under house arrest for the remainder of the day. It meant that they still had contact with the outside world - or at least the portions of it that wandered close enough to the open windows.
What: Basically a slumber party
When: November 1st afternoon and evening
Where: One of the villas in Luceti's housing area
Summary: Luceti's residents of Abel Township have landed themselves under house arrest. But even if they can't go to the parties, who's to say they can't bring the party to them? (Or at least some takeout, geez, this punishment thing is hungry work.)
Rating: PG? It's just some post-zombie-apocalypse dudes and their houseguests, it's not really gonna be racy.
Maybe Halloween Land hadn't been the best destination for a small cluster of survivors of the zombie apocalypse.
In their defense, they hadn't known when they'd walked in that literal zoms would be all over the place. Even as placid as the things were, all it took were a few too many of the shambling dead in one place, strained nerves and the wrong line of conversation, and one poorly-timed jumpscare to set off the powder keg of their collective neuroses and send them sprinting for the nearest defensible position between them and the exits. And sure, all weapons had been taken to the battle dome. But where they came from, all that defined a weapon was a favourable combination of weight, length, sharpness, and maximum velocity. Where they came from, they'd all learned a few behaviours on an instinctual level.
It was sort of lucky, actually, that they only had managed to get themselves landed under house arrest for the remainder of the day. It meant that they still had contact with the outside world - or at least the portions of it that wandered close enough to the open windows.
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Apparently so. Not that that's a bad thing.
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Only Simon seems to be that
unlucky.]Hey, it's better than a number designation.
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She nods as she pulls a leg up to her chest, hugging it tight.]
It's not always easy though.
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No. It really isn't easy for anyone. I- There was a runner back home, Runner 5. Me and her, Alice, had a thing. And then I sent her out somewhere and she never came back, not alive anyway. And then the new Runner 5 arrived and for a while, I couldn't even call them that. I went a bit crazy for a while.
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But she knew how hard it was to lose someone you loved. She didn't know how she'd react if anyone ever used the name Stature. Hopefully, she'd never have to know.
She slips her hand on top of his and gives it a squeeze.]
Yeah. I- [Her voice lowers. Billy and Teddy can't know this.] I quit for a while. After my best friend died in a fight I was leading the team in.
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I think that would give anyone pause. It's not bad. Just human.
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[She sighs, letting herself both look and feel weak just for this moment. Every time that she thinks that she's gotten over this, it just goes and stabs her in the gut again.
God dammit.]
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After a moment, he just leans over and hugs Kate, holding her tight, because no words make it okay. No approval can ever fix it.]
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Sam gets it. He's been in her shoes. And it's kind of cathartic to admit this much to him. She smiles crookedly as she leans into Sam's arms and closes her eyes.
There are no words.]
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A lot of things have to be better than that.]
Thanks. [The word is muttered eventually as she looks up to grin ruefully at him. After a second's hesitation, she places a quick kiss on his cheek.] It's nice to have someone who gets it.
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He smiles back at her, a little bashful but grateful too. The kiss kind of just makes that worse.]
Yeah. Yeah, it really is. It's important.
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Regardless, it's still cute.]
Look, if you ever want to talk about life back in Zombieland, don't hesitate.
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I don't think it matters what the situation is. Being responsible for the lives of other people can really suck sometimes.
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I dunno.
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[She is stubborn. It's the only way she's managed to get past her assault six years prior. It's also probably the reason she's back in the superhero game now. Or was, before winding up in Luceti.]