Time to make the doughnuts

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WHO: OPEN
WHERE: EVERYWHERE
WHEN: between Wednesday morning (3/17) and the end of the zombie plot
WARNINGS: prolly icky violence
SUMMARY: ZOMBIE FIGHTINGS. This is an open log, like last time, so go where you will, form your own zombie-killing teams or meet new fellow fighters on the street! Tag yourself in, and use subject headers to indicate

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Wednesday Night (~10pm to start) | Near the MAC | For Rue and Possibly Sanji

[insourarmor]

Fakir hadn't expected to be taking on the role of a knight again so soon after his encounter with Maleficent. The sudden appearance of these shambling, rotted monsters, however, dictated that he take up his sword again, putting his despair and the interpersonal quagmire that was his day to day life behind him in favor of defending the defenseless people caught in this fracas.

His friends, Mytho, hundreds of thousands of innocent people were in danger. With that in mind, he had pulled on his boots and mended clothing he had first arrived wearing, and taken up the sword Ben had given him. And tucked a small, crumpled piece of paper bearing his new laws into the folded collar of his shirt. Yes, he assured himself, this was the only real way that he could afford to help. God knows what happened the last time he had tried to take the easy path to knighthood.

This was far from easy. Even if the monsters' decayed flesh gave easily under his blade, they made up for that in sheer tenacity. He learned fairly quickly that they needed to be

[easyopentabs]

It wasn't as if she wanted to be out here in this. Indeed, when she first heard of the zombie attacks on the network, Rue had done what she thought any sensible person would do: she locked her door and windows, and decided to hide in her room until it was all over. It was a cowardly course of action for sure, but much wiser in the end, she thought

[insourarmor]

Upon hearing a familiar voice, Fakir stilled for a second, glancing up to the balcony. A princess in a tower, surrounded by monsters. And a knight on a quest. How perfect. Only not.

"What does it look like I'm doing?" he shot back, turning his attention back to the streets. Maybe it was the high concentration of weirdos and lower concentrations of normal people around the MAC, but the shambling hoards seemed thin there.

[easyopentabs]

"Do you want to get killed?" she asked. A few of her ravens, perhaps sensing that their favorite prey was nearby, began working towards killing the zombies near Fakir. Perhaps unconsciously, Kraehe began sending even more over to help him.

[insourarmor]

"Try it and I'll cut you up myself," Fakir sneered, having misconstrued the question. He turned his sword on the monsters, keeping his form tight and defensive until granted an opportune time to strike a killing blow. Being as these were lurching hunger-machines with little to no sense of tactics, these opportunities came quickly, and he was able to liberate one's head from its body while the ravens mauled two others.

[easyopentabs]

"I meant by the monsters," Kraehe said, sighing. Being high up and somewhat safe made her a little bit more nonchalant about the situation than she was earlier, but she still knew that Fakir was only human, and that the idiot would die if he let his guard down for a second.

Spotting a group of crows congregating near him, distracted by the prospect of a live meal, she barked a few harsh orders at them, and they reluctantly fluttered back to work.

[insourarmor]

Somehow, Fakir found it rather easy to pay little mind to the ravens,focusing instead on the encroaching monsters. One staggered out of a nearby alley. slurring some gibberish with its mangled face. Fakir liked to tell himself that he over being disgusted by these things, but that was only a polite lie. He recoiled in disgust before collecting himself and took a swing at the thing, sheering off the rest of its jaw.

Maybe it had been a bad idea to call out to Rue. His voice seemed to have attracted more of the damned things.

[easyopentabs]

Kraehe grimaced at the disgusting way Fakir had killed the monster, suddenly very grateful that she had enough power to stay up her and keep her hands from getting dirty. Unbeknownst to her, a few zombies had taken advantage of her raven's distractedness to climb up to stairs and onto the balcony, staggering surprisingly quickly towards her.

She turned around just in time to find herself facing one of them, and swore fervently as she conjured up a feather to change into a dagger and plunge into the creature's neck.

"Ignore him and get up here now!" she called out angrily to her ravens, stabbing it again. Oh, but it smelled so awful.

[insourarmor]

Surprisingly, this scenario posed no dilemma to Fakir. In this moment, his mind put Rue on the same level as any other bystander in the city, enemy or no.

He rushed the staircase, swinging his sword in wide arcs and grimacing whenever he felt the decaying bones cleave under his sword. He had to leap over the bodies he couldn't fling over the railing, but he did make it to Rue. He swept the monster aside with a hard kick. With Rue so close, using his sword would have been foolish.

[easyopentabs]

Kraehe stared at Fakir a moment, surprised he was doing anything to help her. Stupid knight. She could handle this herself, she thought, even as she pushed one of the zombies he killed over the railing of the balcony.

Luckily for both of them, her distress had called upon even more ravens than before, and soon the balcony was rushed by a large hoarde of beaks and claws, tearing at anything in their path, and barely missing their mistress quite a few times.

"Let's get out of here," she said, looking over at Fakir as she tried to escape the cloud of ravens and zombies.

[insourarmor]

"A good idea for once," Fakir muttered as he ducked out of the range of the ravens' claws. Even at is most foolhardy, Fakir found this amount of tearing beaks and claws disturbing, perhaps more so than the reanimated dead. Swallowing his fear as best he could, he set to work cutting a swath through the hoards that had encroached on the staircase so that he and Rue could safely reach the street.

[easyopentabs]

Rue followed close behind him, crouching so as to avoid her ravens. They really were such an ungraceful weapon, at times. When they got out of the mess of claws and dead flesh, she stood up straight, and took in her surroundings very quickly before deciding what to do.

The monsters in this area had thinned out considerably, but there were still some approaching from other parts of town, slowly lurching towards the two fresh meals. It was at that moment that it occurred to her that the supply of zombies might be infinite, and that, if this continued, her supply of ravens might not be.

She turned to look at Fakir, as if to assure herself he was still there, before calling one of the ravens to her to change it into a small rapier. Rue was not strong enough to use a real sword, but she had enough sense to know that she needed something other than the ravens to keep these monsters off of her.

[insourarmor]

Fakir, considering the circumstances, looked remarkably confident. It had not yet occurred to him that there may be an infinite number of ghouls to contend with. In his mind, their numbers must be limited, if large.

And a hidden part of him secretly thrilled at the experience, at wading into danger and for once holding his own.

"Are you going to prod them to death?" he asked, just as a flesh-bare hand took hold of his shoulder and yanked him back as if to punish him for his bravado.

[easyopentabs]

Rue turned around to glare at him for his comment, but instead found herself shoving him to the side, and plunging her sword into the creature that had grabbed him. Unfortunately, Fakir had been a little right about the effectiveness of her weapon, and it took here several tried before the thing finally collapsed to the ground.

"Idiot," she muttered, yanking her sword out of the corpse. "You really do want to get killed, don't you?"

[insourarmor]

"Not yet," Fakir replied coldly as he gathered his senses and scanned the surrounding area. He could hear the monsters, but saw very few. It was almost unsettling. "You ought to use something different than that. It's hardly effective against these things."

[easyopentabs]

"What else am I supposed to use?" she said, looking around wildly. She heard them too, but from where, she couldn't tell.