In outer space, zombies can't hear you scream...

[bonnypiperlad]

Characters: Jamie and everyone in the spacestation!
Location: Various places throughout.
Time: Zombie O'Clock
Summary: The town isn't the only place where there's zombies...
Warnings: Fighting, possible disturbing imagery, explosions and making a mess of things. As for zombification, who knows?



Jamie had been in his quarters when Proctor's message had come over the CAT, and he couldn't say as he cared for how the message had cut off like that. Whatever had happened hadn't sounded good. In fact, it sounded like something had gotten into the station somehow - and given what he had seen of the man's face before the feed shut off, it likely wasn't something friendly. With a frown, he grabbed up his sword and headed out to investigate, starting towards the location where Proctor had been seen last.

All was quiet for a little bit - the spacestation was fairly empty at the best of times, with only a few of them here. But there was a feeling to a it that he didn't like, something in the air perhaps. Or maybe it was his imagination playing tricks on him, but the place was definitely giving him the creeps.

He switched to a more cautious sort of movement, carefully making his way through the hallways. And then, behind him, he could hear a noise that sounded suspiciously like feet slowly being dragged across the floor. It was accompanied by a faint groaning - and the hairs on the back of Jamie's neck stood on end. Some instinct told him to draw the sword, and he did so, even as he turned around to face whatever was coming his way.

"Whoever's there, show yourself!"

Comments

[manicurious]

Ichijou was... Actually doing pretty well for himself so far. After receiving an infuriating message and encountering his first-ever real-life zombie, he had actually managed to stomp it to death in a little tantrum. This was what happened when he was under enough stress, the subject of enough ridicule, and perhaps most importantly, when he was in a bad mood from being hungry. He was glad to have survived the encounter, though he regretted his lack of elegance in dealing with it - his punishment was an enormous mess all over his shoes, his pants, the walls, the floor... He'd probably never be able to get the mess out of his pants and shoes, and it was going to take AGES to get all of that nastiness out of the walls. Worst idea ever.

But at least after letting out his rage and following it up with a regretful panic, he managed to gain a somewhat more level head. Not wanting to have to deal with more of these goddamn zombies than he had to, he thought to use his makeup (particularly his cherry-red nail polish, which was far too bright a shade of red but it was the most recent color he'd painted his nails and thusly the only color he had a bottle of in his pocket for emergency touch-ups) to put together a (kind of shitty) disguise so that he could at least get to a kitchen to stress-eat.

And stress-eat he did, so much that it made his stomach bulge out a bit. As it turned out this had a double-advantage of both making him much, much happier and making his disguise a degree more convincing, as he would occasionally give off a shameless little moan. It wasn't quite the same sort as the zombies were making, but they didn't seem to mind.

From there he simply decided to start following the zombies around while sometimes darting off to harass people over the CAT. They seemed to travel in groups, and there was a good possibility that they could lead him to something (or someone) important.

The front few members of Ichijou's zombie posse must've made some sort of discovery, since there was a distinctly accented human voice coming from some distance around a corner...

[worldsapart]

Turns out that groaning and feet dragging was Xion. When she finally comes into Jamie's view, she's holding her head and kind of shuffling down the hallway.

"Anybody get the name of the gummi ship that ran me over...?" she's muttering to herself. Ugh, she feels awful. She's not entirely sure what happened, either. She remembers being on Fremercury, and then the Doctor disappearing, and continuing on into the caves with Jamie, and... then... Nothing. Well, not nothing. She remembers dreaming. She was on another one of Sora's adventures, one that she'd already seen, and that's how she knew she was dreaming. But she doesn't remember falling asleep. Or... Or anything that would lead to her dreaming, let alone waking up in the space station. How did they get back? Is Jamie safe?

-- Speaking of Jamie, was that his voice she just heard? She looks up, blinking blearily down the hallway.

"Jamie? Izzat you?"

[vengefulagent]

Elsewhere in the spacestation, Wash was flicking some gristle off his knife before sheathing it. At his feet were a handful of zombies in various states of decomposition with fresh knife wounds in places that'll ensure they won't be coming back for a long time. He'd made the mistake of firing upon them immediately once he'd identified their threat, and part of him regretted that now.

"Where the hell are these things coming from?!" he cried in frustrated exasperation when he spotted another group shambling toward him.

He was trained to go for a long time with little to no rest, but even he knew that if this kept on happening, he'd slowly lose that fight. After all, the zombies had a chance of getting lucky and prying off a piece of his armor to get to him if he was too tired to stop them.

It was then that it occurred to him that the others didn't have that option. They could easily be hurt--Ichijou came to mind first--so while he pulled up a schematic of the lab and began to make his way to the elevator, he turned on his CAT.

"Jamie, Ichijou, Xion, I don't know how bad it is for you guys, but I'm making a run for docking bay while I can." His voice was businesslike and calm. "There's a ship there that has more weapons and armor. I can bring supplies back, or I can come find you and we can go together. It's your choice."