Zombies and pokemon geek outs.

[champions_legend]

Characters: Leaf and Ten.
Location: The Town
Time: Zombie O'Clock
Summary: Leaf is fighting Zombies. With Pokemon. Ten geeks out over pokemon.
Warnings: Fighting, dead zombies. Maybe zombification?. Will edit as needed.

Another tongue-click and the zombie was engulfed in flame as her rapidash charged it before wheeling around, this time sparking with electricity. One wild charge later and the thing was a charred cinder on the ground, the animal wheeling around with a neigh as ears flickered.

“Good.” She didn’t look at the remains though. The stench of charred flesh mingling in the air around her was enough to make anyone sick. Though, Leaf simply held her head up high, unwilling – unable – to allow it to get to her. Weakness on the battlefield was intolerable.

“Let’s go. There’ll be more around somewhere. What she didn’t say was that she hopped to find somewhere she could take a breather from the fighting. Or, failing that, find another living soul. Anything to tell her that she wasn’t alone in all of this. 

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It's ok!

[champions_legend]

Leaf vaulted down as soon as he was was off unclipping a small red and white sphere from her belt at the same time. No sooner has she landed than was it enlarged to about the size of a baseball and she recalled the rapidash, before clipping it back onto her belt. A nod, and he started to make for the tomb entrance. "I'll hold you to it."

[bit_impossible]

The Doctor blinked, then said, "Well, that'll make things easier. Allons-y!" He turned and ran across the walkway, opened the door to the tomb, then waited for her to get in before he shut it up nice and tight behind them. Just to be on the safe side, he did a bit of fiddling of the door panel with his sonic screwdriver, the instrument whirring and glowing blue for the few seconds he had it on, then he slipped it into his pocket.

"Well! Here we are!" He smiled and began to untie the bedsheet containing the medical supplies he'd wrapped within from around his body. "Now, I've got to ask: were you or your horse bitten or scratched by those creatures?"