[RL log with Zombie Loan]

[ton_elloran]

Hokh'Ton Karakael was amused by the whole situation more than anything else. He too had had arguments about what was common and rational in his universe, and yet was considered insane in most others. So he was happy to help his former friend when the younger man foolishly gotten himself into such an argument

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[tiedbyfate]

Shito stood in the lobby of the dorm, as promised. He was leaning against the wall, his arms folded, glowering at a scuff mark on the worn floor. The dorm was old and badly-maintained, most of the windows boarded up or simply cracked. The corners were thick with cobwebs, and there was a crack in the floorboards that let daylight right into the basement.

The grounds outside were no better maintained. There was an honest-to-god cemetery in the back, and the grounds were overrun with weeds. There were only five students living in the dormitory, though, and most of them were zombies.

At the swirl of colour, Shito looked up tensely. "You're that guy's friend?" he asked Karakael, realizing now that they hadn't even gotten his name. Where were they even going, and what was going to happen if he betrayed them?

[tiedbydestiny]

Chika was in a pose that almost mirrored Shito's, waiting tensely for whatever the hell was going to happen. He'd world-hopped a few times now, but he still wasn't quite used to the idea or the process. It didn't help that every single time it had been a different method.

He looked up as well when the stranger appeared, scowling. He was more than a little nervous about going to a place where they apparently programmed zombies as a matter of course, but he wasn't about to let that nervousness show.

[hok_ton]

"I take it you are the boys I am supposed to transport?" The former Inquestor smiled tersely, deepening the lines and scars in his face.

These 'Zombies' looked like normal children to him, but then again, it was amazing what a skilled technician could coax out of unliving flesh. He himself was a testament to that fact; a revived body that had been given life again through the 'magic' of the Darkling Wind.

He nodded to both of them, then gestured to the portal behind him. "If you would follow me, please."

[tiedbyfate]

Boy, this guy really did look like a freak, didn't he? Shito levered himself up from the wall and stepped forward boldly. "Yeah, sure. We're following."

They really did look normal and alive. In fact, no one at their school suspected that they were undead zombies. It would take a close inspection to realize that their hearts didn't beat. Not to mention that their right hands were removable, but that was a bit of an aberration that they hopefully wouldn't have to demonstrate today.

And only a psychic of the right kind would see the black ring like a tattoo around both of their necks, showing that they were marked by death.