[All characters will find themselves suddenly appearing on the top deck, their weapons in hand but with all ammunition missing or drained
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[He's not prepared for this. Not in the slightest. He hasn't held a gun in way too long. And the last thing he even shot at was nothing more than a shambling, zombie horde.
To say Gavin is scared is putting it mildly. The nine millimeter he showed up with feels like hot lead in his hand.]
[Jen hastily made her way into the filed line and sighed, playing with her weapon. Perhaps shit really was getting serious. Her heart beat painfully against her ribs, adrenaline rushing. Remember when you lived in ignorance? Oh, how blissful it was...
And then you woke up here.]
Well, I can't say no to a good fight...
[She cleared her throat and tapped her gun against her palm. This was going to be interesting, to say the least. She'd seen the way that red thing reacted to the blue slime... Briefly, she wondered what it was, but this just didn't seem like the time for questioning.]
[While the flood of strange creatures is... interesting... Sanya holds firm. The last thing he faced down was the entire Red Court of vampires. This seething mass of nothing is going to be tougher, sure, but right now, it doesn't look half as pants-wettingly terrifying.
The Knight stays poised, calm and collected. His Sword is a blazing stripe of white steel in his hand, and the assault rifle is a comforting weight over his shoulder.]
Now it gets fun, da?
[His smile is out of place, seemingly inappropriate to the situation, but it is genuine.]
[Kara's not even sure who she's addressing. Weapons? What weapons? She was never trained to fight with a weapon. Her fire was always enough, when she needed it.
Her eyes are wide, color drained out of her skin. When you don't age, your own mortality is something you stop considering, and now it's smacking her straight in the face.]
[Van spares him a glance, but just to make sure he's adequately armed. Van doesn't wait for crew direction, he seizes a cup of the nasty stuff and coats his sword in it, then blindly hands the other half to his wizard.
He knows your knives have reservoirs for poison. Van's message is clear, 'let's not take any chances.']
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To say Gavin is scared is putting it mildly. The nine millimeter he showed up with feels like hot lead in his hand.]
Jesus...
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And then you woke up here.]
Well, I can't say no to a good fight...
[She cleared her throat and tapped her gun against her palm. This was going to be interesting, to say the least. She'd seen the way that red thing reacted to the blue slime... Briefly, she wondered what it was, but this just didn't seem like the time for questioning.]
Shoot now, ask questions later?
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That would be the idea, hamovs.
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Then by all means, let's get this party started...
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The Knight stays poised, calm and collected. His Sword is a blazing stripe of white steel in his hand, and the assault rifle is a comforting weight over his shoulder.]
Now it gets fun, da?
[His smile is out of place, seemingly inappropriate to the situation, but it is genuine.]
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[Kara's not even sure who she's addressing. Weapons? What weapons? She was never trained to fight with a weapon. Her fire was always enough, when she needed it.
Her eyes are wide, color drained out of her skin. When you don't age, your own mortality is something you stop considering, and now it's smacking her straight in the face.]
How do we...? What do we do?
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We're meant to drink that?
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[Remy shrugs. He's found you, Van, and he doesn't intend to leave your side.]
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He knows your knives have reservoirs for poison. Van's message is clear, 'let's not take any chances.']
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