Look Ma! I killed a zombie and made friends (closed)

[Arivene (DELETED 6142)]

Arivene looked over her shoulder at the new woman that had joined them, noticing the glint in her eye, 'Vene moved slightly to put herself between the new woman and the man in front of her. Looking back at him, she pulled her hand back. If he was going to ignore her help then that was his choice. Looking back over at the woman, 'Vene arched her brow her gut telling her to be wary of her and stay on her guard. She lowered her hand to her holstered gun, ready to use it, should the need arise. Although she was hoping it wouldn't. "Looks like we got ourselves a party." She muttered, using her free hand to move her fringe from her eyes. The situation was starting to make her nervous, 'Vene could hear the low murmurings from the other zombies in the lobby and it seemed like more people were going to keep showing up. Sooner or later it was going to be too much for her and her anxiety would get the better of her. 'Vene looked at the door as another new face arrived. She couldn't help but smile at the reference he made, it was aptly fitting for the situation if you thought about it. It was then the man she had saved had decided to freak out over the dead body it seemed, watching him for a moment. Arivene couldn't help but giggle at his clumsy and childlike nature.


"Well seeing as no one else has, I guess I'll start." 'Vene said as she smiled. "I'm Arivene, or 'Vene." It seem as good a time as any to introduce herself, there was no point being rude. It was as she introduced herself she noticed the new male among them. Again she arched her brow and looked around, taking in what seemed to be an eclectic group of misfits. 'Vene carefully moved so that she was standing with her back to the wall, feeling like the odd one out. Most of the people around her seemed to know each other. She was either going to make friends or stay in her isolated bubble, unsure which was best for her anymore. 'Vene hadn't really had any friends, there were a few that were close to her but not that many, it had mainly been her in her bubble just getting along with life. It was safer that way mainly.

[Nerissa Clemming]

From the shadows Nerissa observed the stunt and covered her mouth, trying to stifle a laugh, but not quite succeeding. Watching the human fall backward made it worse, and a bark of a laugh escaped her hand. She shrank deeper into the shadows, but it was too late. Great. Now what?

She heard the woman in black introduce herself. Arivene. Not a name Nerissa was familiar with, but she seemed friendly enough. Maybe it wouldn't hurt to get to know some people. After all, she had been alone most her life, and knowing your allies is always useful in surviving.

She takes a deep breath and walks toward the group, trying to seem confident. "Looks like quite a party over here. Did I not get an invitation?" She winced inwardly, hoping she didn't come off as too stuck up. That tended to happen a lot, but she still didn't know how to fix it.

Nerissa stood off to the side, taking in all of the people around her and tried to memorize their features. "Hope you don't mind my walking in. I couldn't help but overhear the screaming and came to see what was up.

[Silhouette (DELETED 6077)]

silhouette could sense the tension amongst this gathered response group. As her eyes scanned, she noted that the woman who'd arrived first seemed to guard Seiji from the prowing vampiress. A twinge between jealousy, wondering if they knew each other, and satisfaction that she wasn't going to be guarding Seiji alone ached in her chest.

She'd heard plenty of stifled laughter, and saw looks of shock at the misfortune.

Arivene was the dark clothed woman's name and as she opened her mouth to introduce herself.. as she'd seemed to have done many times in the near month she'd been a vampire, another beauty queen had appeared, although she seemed a bit more apprehensive. She'd almost not been there at all but for the explosion of a laugh she'd let out just before stepping through the shadows. She nodded to the shadow girl politely and retried her introduction.

"I'm Silhouette... or uhm. Sil. Nice to meet you, thanks for coming to check on my friend here." She ruffled Seiji's hair a bit as she tried to smile without seeming awkward. "He's a bit accident prone, and certainly new to all this."

She met Arivene's eyes directly and sent her a silent mind-spoken message.

Seiji knows nothing about the supernatural, let's try not to throw him into shock.

[Eureka]

There were two humans. Two of them, in a place Eureka thought they ought not to be. But they were surrounded by other vampires; vampires who appeared to be friendly. Although Eureka was still new to this life and could have made plenty of mistakes, she was host to inherently animalistic instinct. A predator knew when it was outnumbered. It knew when the danger outweighed the catch.

Her lips were pressed into a thin line, the left corner turning up in a kind of matronly disapproval at the childishness of a man who was so beefy, so bulky that she could only assume he was one of those jocks in high school. One of those who were forever disrupting the classroom with their pranks and jokes because they assumed they’d be able to get through life on their hockey scholarships. Or perhaps they just had no interest in learning anything.

Not that Eureka ever really had much interest in school. She was always staring out of the window, thinking about nothing and anything. Stupid things, like what language birds spoke in, and whether she would ever be able to understand their chirps. Out there, she’d see a fox or a wolf or a rabbit and she’d want to follow it. She’d want to know what kind of life it led. Where was it going and why in such haste?

Whatever the case, she knew that she was outnumbered and she had no one on her side. Where she wanted to hunt and maim and play with her prey, they were all interested in knowing each other’s names and playing chit-chat. Eureka had never been very good at small talk and she was even less interested in it now. She preferred one on one. Like with Azraeth. Azraeth had been fun. Or…

She rolled her shoulders and gave up her meandering circling, never having truly joined the group, but keeping herself apart from them. The scent of the humans was overpowering, overwhelming—so she decided to leave the lobby lest she lose control. She went to seek the company of one whose company she enjoyed. She went to go and find her childe, wherever he may be. The door didn’t hit her backside on the way out; one second she was there, ready to pounce—the next she was gone, disappeared into the night outside.

[Jaxon]

Jaxon eyed the pair that he knew - or was at least somewhat familiar with - with a bit of an amused smirk. They seemed more than a little out of place here, even more so than he felt. He'd been hunting the undead for weeks now, and hadn't yet run into anything that his gun couldn't take down. He blinked in surprise as the blood seemed to drain from Seiji's face, the man looking a bit like a guppy as he stared in horror at something behind Jax. Turning slightly he jumped himself at the nearness of a zombie, instantly whipping out his gun to take aim.

His finger was already half pressing on the trigger by the time the strange man dropped the body with his shout from an old horror flick. Jax lowered the gun just slightly and managed a mirthless chuckle. "Hilarious!" He called out as the man ducked away, and he shook his head to rid himself of the chills that might have risen up on his flesh. Turning back he realized Seiji had gotten himself into another mess, and bit back a very real laugh at the poor mans misfortune. Well, not so unfortunate, Jax amended as he slanted a look on the pair of females flanking him protectively. He holstered his weapon again, but left the top flap open in case he needed to shoot a zombie - or a joker.

"I'm Jax." He added to the odd bit of introductions. Nobody was mentioning the zombies, so he stayed quiet but pointedly nudged the dead body with the toe of his boot. "Gotta say I've had better propositions for dates." He drawled with a wink to the group. His gaze lifted then, scanning around them warily. The noise was bound to draw more of the shuffling undead, and already he spied a few moving at a steady but incredibly slow pace toward them. "Should we take this meet 'n greet inside, or...?" He let the question hang, though he wasn't sure why he even offered. In his experience, the dead didn't care about doors. Or walls. Or anything, really.

[Aloisio (DELETED 6027)]

Was laughing quite hard when suddenly he stopped. Aloisio eyes begin to notice what had happened in front of him why he wasn't paying attention. All of the racket, people talking and the group of people gathering in one area that are normally spread out in this place. Has caused a chain reaction in the zombies and feral vampires. He slowly moved his way over to the hallway looks back at everyone else shouts out" Battle up, bitches!".

They had about a horde of about 15 zombies making their way towards them. Which really wasn't a big deal since he figured several them probably had semi automatic weapons like he did. What made it a little more complicated was the four feral vampires that had began to gather because of all the noise and saw easy pray. Aloisio figured that several more had probably slipped around the other end of the hallway and with most likely going to put the group battling on two fronts, but right now he had to concentrate with what was in front of him.

He wasn't wasting any time to see what everyone else did if they joined in the fray or they were going to try to run. He turned back looking at the horde, as his eyes lit up as if he was in heaven. He let out a loud warcry as he screamed" Hulk smash!" probably attracting more to the fray but that didn't matter. It threw his hands out to the side of his body as his claws quickly sprang from his fingertips. Then he immediately leapt into the air as he flew threw the air he rotated left his hand over his shoulder coming down and slashing one of the feral vampire across the face as he landed. Then there was a hard right uppercut catching the feral vampire under the chin flipping it over and knocking him on his ***." Lets do this!"

The feral quickly got himself back to his feet and began to charge. They both were locked in a fierce battle going back and forth blow for blow. As the horde of zombies begin to make their way towards the group and surround him as well. One of the zombies was about to attack him in the back , he was about to turn to try to deal with the threat for a moment when he heard it body hit the floor behind him. He figured one of the others must of put it down for him, he have thank them later. The feral vampire swung wide, he ducked reaching back grabbing for the zombie. Managing to grab the zombie arm he attempting to sling the zombie at the feral vampire. Aloisio did manage to almost achieve what he was aiming for as the zombies body detached itself from its arm hitting the feral, which he thought was quite hilarious. There he was holding a zombie arm why not use it as a weapon he thought.

Two of the ferals began to make their way towards a group one seemed to be lying in wait. As if he was watching for the perfect moment to attack to get the pray that he was looking for. The horde of zombies begin to try to funnel into the hallway. He was pretty sure that there was more zombies coming from the other side. He felt that he could keep some of their feral's attention enough for them to blow some more the zombies away. He hope the other feral would seem as worthy pray as only have two to deal with. Be there more of them than there was of him.

The feral vampire and he went back and forth fighting as, he was trying to beat him to death with a zombie arm, that would've been a lot easier to shoot it but it was a lot more fun to fight hand-to-hand. Nonetheless, he was beating him with a zombie on this was hilarious. Aloisio finally got the upper hand after fighting the zombie for about 2 to 3 min. manage to knock him down on the ground. He was now beating the zombie in the face with the zombie arm trying to keep him down. Then he pulled out his gun and put a bullet in the ferals brain. Then out of nowhere he was tackled to the ground quite hard as it even made him a bit dizzy for a second. The feral vampire lying in wait saw its opportunity and took it. It completely knocked his gun and the zombie arm out of his hands as they were both scattered across the floor. " ****!".

He's not sure exactly why he did it it seems more instinctive in this situation, he reached up biting the zombie on the side of the neck trying to rip out his juggler but got nowhere close. The feral vampire threw his head back screamed in pain. He leaned down biting him in the shoulder as well look quite awkward there for a moment.

Aloisio took both of his hands upon them into fists and punching the feral in the ribs from both sides as hard as he could build several of the ribs break that didn't seem to stop the feral vampire at all. The feral vampire loosened his grip from his bite,leaned up and began attack with furious swipes of his claws across his opponents face and chest.He was forced to bring his hands up to guard his face in his chest for a few mas the feral was ripping flesh off his arms. There was a small break in ferals attacks.

Aloisio pulled back his left on hitting him with the hardest left hook he had ever thrown managing to coldcocked the feral vampire in the side of the face knocking him off of him. He quickly rolled to his feet as he started looking around for his gun. He saw that his gun was located between him the feral vampire and a few zombies.

The closer zombie took out a wild swing out at him, Aloisio manage to duck grab the zombies arm and flipped him over him in the shoulder throw in lucky for him again, he was able to gain another zombie arm in the process . He yelled out " Disarming ". He looked around for his gun once again. Jumping over the zombies and landing beside his gun right as he reached down to pick it up. The feral vampire tackled him to the ground once again but this time he did manage to not lose grip of the zombie arm.

Aloisio trying to beat the feral vampire with the zombie arm in one hand as other hand was scrambling above him trying to grab his gun. The feral vampire started snapping his fang and trying to bite him. He had shot when feral opened his mouth, managed to shove the zombie arm in his mouth and push them off for a second just enough to reach up and grab his gun. " Yippee ki-yay, ***********!" He says before pulling the trigger and blowing the head of zombie away.

[Seiji (DELETED 6165)]

Stay down, huh? Good advice. Especially as Seiji was currently rubbing away a growing migraine and goose-egg with... oh boy. A bloodied hand. One look at his own palm was enough to draw a white faced groan from his lips that rivaled the living dead infesting the quarantine zone. Overwhelmed and under-prepared on the mental front, he slumped, peering at the upside down, fanged and crouched figure that stood as the most recognizable face to him.

Wait. Fanged?

He blinked a couple of times, but his reversed vision made it hard to puzzle out what he was seeing, chopping it up to a trick of his eyes as things moved forward. Light bouts of laughter brought some color to his face, the flush lost amongst the many streaks of crimson smeared on him. He couldn't help but wrinkle his nose at the smell that assaulted him, wondering vaguely how many bars of soap it would take to clean the stench out. A rough estimate sat around twelve. Things seemed to quickly be calming down, names being exchanged and a rather comforting ruffle from Sil worked to ease his initial unease by a fraction. An embarrassed "Sorry" parted on a quiet breath as he sat up just a small bit. He watched the threateningly crouched female depart from the corner of his eye with a barely suppressed shudder and a mental finger cross that he'd never run into her in a dark alley. Or sewer. Or anywhere really.

With a sharp shake of his head, Seiji straightened up a little more, nearly jumping out of his skin as the gun slid from his chest onto his lap. Staring at it made a bit of bile rise up in the back of his throat, so he quickly looked away, back at the gathering. "U-um.. I'm Seiji," he added with a sheepish expression. "Sorry for.. all the screaming... I uh.." A quiet laugh, followed by a small gulp as he rubbed the back of his head, remembering the blood on his palm too late. Oh well. It would add to the rest already drying in his hair. All that purple and red probably made him look like some ridiculous fruit or something.

Suddenly, things were moving again, and not in a favorable direction. Battle up?! Seiji's response was a sharp squeak as he scrambled to his feet, slipping on the blood and corpse and hitting the wall with his shoulder to steady himself, gun gripped in clumsy fingers, upside down. He swallowed thickly, quickly readjusting the weapon and holding it out shakily. His eye widened in horror. A horde was coming, zombies along with... well he really didn't know what the other things were. They sorta reminded him of the creepy girl, the way she'd walked but.. different too.

And... then that other big guy...had claws. Like a complete stranger to subtlety. Reaching up, Seiji rubbed at his visible eye several times with a clean spot of sleeve, trying to make sense of what he'd just seen. The mans yell jolted him back into focus, fumbling with the gun trying to figure it out. He remembered seeing Sil flick something...and then... BANG! The weapon went off, nearly knocking him over as for the first time ever luck smiled on him, the clumsy shot actually taking down the one creeping up behind the behemoth, claw fingered stranger in the midst of a fight. Seiji blinked once, then again, looking both shocked and mildly horrified, as if shooting the zombie had been murder. Too bad he'd only shot it in the knee, causing it to turn on him. With another yelp he shot again, putting it down for sure with a shot in the head just as it reached to wrap a hand around his ankle. With a horrified noise he shook his foot out until the hand fell off, causing him to slip and land on his backside, still gripping the gun.

A noise. A snarl. His eyes leapt to the pair of ferals as one took his clumsy fall for invitation and scrambled towards him. For some reason his scrambled brain forgot the proper use of a gun, flinging it a the ferals face. The creature paused as the weapon bounced off, staring at it briefly, and for all intent even Seiji mentally facepalmed at his own action. Then the moment passed and the feral leapt at him, to which Seiji responded by flinging his arms over his face and screaming much like he had before. Meaning in a rather pitchy, feminine way.