My analyst told me that I was right out of my head

[evilst]

“Didn’t I tell you?” Eliza whispered into the giant wolf’s ear. “It’s not just us here.” She ran a hand over her dark hair and pushed it back, then brushed her hands on her jeans. “They don’t seem particularly hostile… but be ready to run, just in case.”

((Tag: Karolina, Xavin, Cyrus, and Eliza))

Comments

[ya_rpg_npc]

They don't smell human. Cyrus wanted to tell his cousin. Of course, he didn't smell human either, but he was a werewolf. These...people, they didn't smell like anything familiar.

But he was always ready to run.

[princeoftarnax]

Xavin was on her feet in moments and she quickly shifted to her skrull form. He recognized nothing, and it was too real to be a dream. "Who are you?" He searched for the voice he had just heard, automatically shifting into a defensive stance.

Where was Karolina? Right by his feet. One less worry among many.

[burningpainting]

Karolina came to with the hangover to end all hangovers, and the self-righteous certainty that she hadn't had anything to drink. They didn't have the money to indulge! She'd only ever had a hangover once in her life, when Chase convinced them to break into some sake at the Minoru's. She'd hated it enough to swear off the experience, and yet here she was with an aching head and that familiar hypersensitivity to sounds and smells

[princeoftarnax]

"I am here." He leant down to help Karolina up. "I do not know where we are or what has brought us here. Are you injured?" He seemed far more occupied in surveying their surroundings, and he was very close to Karolina, in case they were attacked. She would need to be protected.

[princeoftarnax]

Xavin considered the rotting corpses. "How does one kill a 'zombie'?" He was all ready considering a few ways to try, most of them involving fire so the body parts wouldn't come climbing after them.

[rowenamox]

"Decapitation," Eliza said, shaking maggots out of her bra. She looked at the headless zombie, then added, "Total dismemberment. Burning them might work. Or at least, slow them down." She shuddered. Zombies. Yugh.

But at least it wasn't squirrels.

[ya_rpg_npc]

Cyrus belly-crawled out of the bushes, snuffling and trying to shake the over-powering scent of rotting meat out of his nose. Something was wrong -- something had been wrong since he'd woken up in this pocket universe, but something was even more wrong now.

He slunk over to Eliza and crouched in between her and the corpse.

[rowenamox]

Eliza rested a hand on the werewolf's back, then scratched behind his ears. She could feel the tension beneath the thick white pelt, even if she couldn't hear it in her mind.

The zombie bits continued to twitch and move and ooze.

"Are there any more of them around?" Eliza asked, peering into the red tinged gloom under the trees. "I can't..."

She smiled grimly. The dead don't feel. She couldn't tell when these things were around, except for the stench, or if they were visible.