06-24-2016, 11:33 PM
Carmelita raised her eyebrow and pulled the girl away from the combat, keeping an eye out for more of the shuffling corpses.
"Amber, calm down. We can sterilize wounds with salt water."
The faunus spun round and shook the inspector by the shoulders.
"They're zombies, the infection spreads!"
Carmelita fought the urge to roll her eyes as she bound the faunus's arm and rinsed the wounds with sea water. Nearby, a lady with a golden blade was striding along the surf, cutting down any zombies that came into her reach while wincing when she was between combat.
"I don't know where you got the idea these things are biological in nature. So far, the reanimation makes me inclined to believe they're voodoo and MADRE DE DIOS!"
The two of them stared in horror at the torn apart body of the secondary that had previously sheltered with the red and black costumed man, and at said man cheerfully parading around with the remains of a zombie arrayed across his shoulders and interspersing his wild swings of his blades with very bad zombie impressions.
Fox looked at faunus and both of them burst into action.
Taking up their weapons, the two began storming up the beach towards the remaining secondaries, determined to prevent any other non-voluntary sacrifices. The majority of those resting had been sitting amongst the shallow graves when the problems had started, and now were in the middle of a violent melee that most of them were struggling to survive. One or two had been fortunate enough to break from it but the rest were back to back, desperately fending off scrabbling arms and wandering teeth with branches and rocks.
Amber took the lead, cutting a path directly through the backs of distracted zombies. Those that turned to take advantage of Amber's open back were jerked backwards by steady shots from Carmelita's shock pistol, holding the path open long enough for the two to pass unhindered.
They reached the four survivors and kept going, Carmelita ushering them into the narrow gap formed by Amber's nimble bladework. The impromptu convoy returned back down the beach, breaking through the outer edge of the grave mob and finding themselves by the waterline again. The mob, distracted by multiple groups of people, quickly began falling into disarray, spreading out into individual clumps heading for different points across the beach now that their targets had spread out.
"Can we keep holding the shoreline?" Carmelita asked, taking in the cut, bruised and wounded state of those they had rescued. Amber and the female knight responded by simply raising the swords and readying themselves, and the secondaries with the state of mind to do so did the same with their makeshift clubs.
The inspector raised an eyebrow.
"I'll take that as a yes."
The conversation was cut off by the next wave arriving.
"Amber, calm down. We can sterilize wounds with salt water."
The faunus spun round and shook the inspector by the shoulders.
"They're zombies, the infection spreads!"
Carmelita fought the urge to roll her eyes as she bound the faunus's arm and rinsed the wounds with sea water. Nearby, a lady with a golden blade was striding along the surf, cutting down any zombies that came into her reach while wincing when she was between combat.
"I don't know where you got the idea these things are biological in nature. So far, the reanimation makes me inclined to believe they're voodoo and MADRE DE DIOS!"
The two of them stared in horror at the torn apart body of the secondary that had previously sheltered with the red and black costumed man, and at said man cheerfully parading around with the remains of a zombie arrayed across his shoulders and interspersing his wild swings of his blades with very bad zombie impressions.
Fox looked at faunus and both of them burst into action.
Taking up their weapons, the two began storming up the beach towards the remaining secondaries, determined to prevent any other non-voluntary sacrifices. The majority of those resting had been sitting amongst the shallow graves when the problems had started, and now were in the middle of a violent melee that most of them were struggling to survive. One or two had been fortunate enough to break from it but the rest were back to back, desperately fending off scrabbling arms and wandering teeth with branches and rocks.
Amber took the lead, cutting a path directly through the backs of distracted zombies. Those that turned to take advantage of Amber's open back were jerked backwards by steady shots from Carmelita's shock pistol, holding the path open long enough for the two to pass unhindered.
They reached the four survivors and kept going, Carmelita ushering them into the narrow gap formed by Amber's nimble bladework. The impromptu convoy returned back down the beach, breaking through the outer edge of the grave mob and finding themselves by the waterline again. The mob, distracted by multiple groups of people, quickly began falling into disarray, spreading out into individual clumps heading for different points across the beach now that their targets had spread out.
"Can we keep holding the shoreline?" Carmelita asked, taking in the cut, bruised and wounded state of those they had rescued. Amber and the female knight responded by simply raising the swords and readying themselves, and the secondaries with the state of mind to do so did the same with their makeshift clubs.
The inspector raised an eyebrow.
"I'll take that as a yes."
The conversation was cut off by the next wave arriving.