Chapter 3 - Infection

Sep 21, 2011 23:03

[Action A | Saturday, Sept. 17th, mid-day onwards, Around Mayfield]

[Undeath wasn't agreeing with Dakki. She had "died" before, or at least gotten extremely close to it, and this didn't compare on an "oh Holy Light it hurts" level. In fact, she felt numb. Quite the blessing, given the poor state of her left calf and the gnawed mess that was her ( Read more... )

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expiatrice September 25 2011, 04:26:06 UTC
[The mindless flesh-seeking undead will be stopped by a cross-shaped sword as if it's just ran into an invisible wall, crackling slightly with bolts of white energy. It might even have to reel back from the shock, for despite it not looking like much, the sudden barrier that's been placed has been imbued with a holy Sacrament.

Standing on top of a lamppost and looking down with emotionless blue eyes, three more of these swords appear with a silver glimmer in Ciel's right hand. ...Small reliefs, though her demeanor doesn't hint that in the least: she got there in time, and that's all that matters.

Ah, she ran into Aurica late, some time after the younger girl has already spoken to the Space Marine. He headed out first before her, but she possessed the advantage of higher grounds to facilitate search. Garviel's stature especially was easy to spot, but knowing how quickly this can end the moment he's engaged, she had to be even faster in order to stop a messy decapitation.

Really, this shouldn't matter. One zombie isn't any different from the next, no matter what sort of person they used to be as a conscious individual. They have to be destroyed to stop this from spreading. Garviel's likely to splatter the corpse all over, but that's still an efficient method to destroy it, and once that's accomplished, there wasn't any need to look more into it.

Yet still, there's something that can be said about every life, even when its value has been reduced to nigh nothing in a place where the concept of mortality itself has been taken away. At Aurica's request for a proper sendoff, she could effectively achieve this through performing a Purification Rite, and while it would disintegrate the entire body to ash... It nevertheless remains a means to cleanse the body and soul, of a being that has already been warped whole beyond recognition.

While the zombie recovers, she'll cast her glance down at Garviel. It's quiet and non-confrontational: if he has any questions/objections as to why she's suddenly here, he can voice them and she'll answer accordingly in turn.]

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lunawolves10th September 25 2011, 04:41:43 UTC
[ Garviel draws his chainsword, and activates it with a touch, the screaming adamantine teeth familiar to Ciel since the fight with Arcueid. ]

Ciel.... I appreciate the help, but why are you here?

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duck_duck_laser September 25 2011, 04:51:14 UTC
[Hitting an invisible wall at full-tilt is bad for most creatures. Dakki smacks against it, rebounds, and staggers backwards with a blood-and-spittle tinged snarl. She's not comprehending what had hit, not sure where it came from even as she rolls her milky eyes upwards.

Her well-worn instinct to figure out what unseen thing was attacking her was still present, even in her hunger-crazed state.

The thing on the lamppost was on a lamppost. The thing on the ground was huge. Huge meant better eating. She could crack it open and get a bite, of course. Ciel was disregarded. She set off for Garviel again.]

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expiatrice September 25 2011, 05:00:37 UTC
[There's a small shake of her head that he may or may not be able to see from her altitude.] My help would be useless to you. You can well finish this on your own, but I have to interfere upon a request made by someone else.

[Dakki won't be allowed the luxury of movement as three more Keys rain down from above, forming a cross-shaped pattern with the first and effectively trapping her in the center with a binding spell. With a light hop, Ciel jumps down to land back on ground level.

She takes a step forward to where the undead stood paralyzed.]

Do you honor the fallen, Garviel?

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lunawolves10th September 25 2011, 05:07:47 UTC
Of course. I honor the fallen, and their wargear. To do otherwise would be disrespectful of your foe, or your comrades. In fact... treating fallen brothers with proper respect is the only way we Astartes can make more of ourselves.

[ He looks at the paralyzed undead quizzically, before looking back to Ciel. ]

At any rate, why do you ask about this at this time? I intend to give her the Emperor's Mercy, as Aurica requested.

[ He looks back to Dakki, drawing his bolter from the mag-clamps on his legs. ]

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duck_duck_laser September 25 2011, 05:12:50 UTC
[Ciel's got that zombie-Dakki well pinned down. Surrounded by such blinding, holy light, all she can do is cringe and shudder and weakly try to wave her broken mop handle at it all.]

Haaaahh....

H-hungry....!

[The moan that she lets out is terrible.]

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expiatrice September 25 2011, 05:56:39 UTC
[She keeps pacing calmly towards the screeching being, its cries barely intelligible. Is it really voicing its hunger, or is it begging for release?]

When Terra was still known as Earth, according proper respect to the dead is part of the duty that religion fulfills for the people. Secular as you are - please allow me to take care of this. That body needs not be desecrated any further than it already has been.

[She'll finally stop half a dozen feet away, directly in front of the decaying woman. Raising one empty hand, she will draw a cross in thin air, though white lines will somehow remain visible to the naked eye as she closes her eyes and quietly begins to chant in Latin.

The tone is solemn and soft. Even if it's out in the streets filled with the stench of blood and decay, this would still instill a ceremonious sense of peace to those whose ears it may reach. The prayer in question is a Ten-Count Aria, shortened to Five in accordance to the situation at hand. The farther she got, the brighter the cross that bound Dakki became, until eventually, the body is almost entirely swallowed by light. She won't even feel pain; just a numbing of her remaining senses while everything seems to grow lighter, in terms of weight. And towards the end...]

Kyrie eleison. Amen.

[A final flash and the whole body vanishes in one single instant, turned to ash that's just as quickly blown away by the evening breeze. Finally lowering her hand, she dismisses all 4 Keys in one gesture, turning the blades back to the Bible pages that they were originally created from. Only then do her shoulders slump a little and she turns around. With the lingering afterglows fading fast, there soon won't be a single trace remaining here, of what's just happened mere moments ago.

All that's left now is to hear from Garviel; she's done what she has been asked of.]

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lunawolves10th September 25 2011, 06:02:55 UTC
[ Adds his own brief invocation to this event, strange for a secular man, but not unusual, not for him. ]

The Emperor knows her name.

[ He looks around, some of the other zombies and drones closing in, and says to Ciel. ]

Well, it would seem I'm good bait. Between the two of us, we will make a clean sweep, no?

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duck_duck_laser September 25 2011, 06:09:50 UTC
[The light was bad, the light was bad, it kept her from eating, it kept her from filling the hole that needed filling, the light was bad, the...

...the light was good. The light made it all stop. It made the hunger go away. It made things clear again, if just for an instant. Her head rolled gently upright, and a look of faint awe came to her face.]

H-holy Light...

[And then it consumed her, and she felt nothing at all.]

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expiatrice September 25 2011, 06:19:09 UTC
[By then, everything's completely faded. For a proclaimed woman of faith, even Ciel had her doubts about God, especially within Mayfield. The Burial Agency wasn't built for its faith, after all. Still, faith is the source of their power and Christianity has a firm reach within America, so maybe just knowing that...

Regardless, this has had its share of emotional strain, but now that this is done with, she should get back and let Aurica know - if she's still awake. If there's anything more that she can do to set the younger girl's heart and mind at ease, she'll try her best.

Though that's planning ahead. As for their immediate situation...

She'll allow a small questioning smile to crack through.]

I don't mind, this will be over quick, but would you really need my help? [He has more than enough skill and means to take care of this on his own, that she knows. But isn't he still conflicted about her ways in general?]

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lunawolves10th September 25 2011, 06:26:46 UTC
[ He shakes his head, and levels his bolter at the incoming horde. ]

No. I suppose I would not... but that leads me to question why you interceded on behalf of this one to begin with.

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expiatrice September 25 2011, 06:35:23 UTC
It's as I've said - I acted upon the request of another. We have spoken to the same person, though you would have done it differently, would you not?

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lunawolves10th September 25 2011, 18:17:38 UTC
Oh.... you must mean Aurica, then. Strange that she would not trust me to finish the task. [ He nods his helmeted head, in between short bolter bursts that tear the zombies apart in showers of gore and pink mist. ]

I would have used my bolter, then burned the corpse as is respectful among the Legiones Astartes. We leave nothing for the scavengers to feast on.

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expiatrice October 1 2011, 20:51:12 UTC
It's not a matter of trust. What's respectful is not the same for everyone; I'm the one who convinced her of an alternative to brute force.

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lunawolves10th October 2 2011, 03:10:18 UTC
It matters not. The deed is done, that is the important thing. She has peace now.

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expiatrice October 2 2011, 14:15:17 UTC
Yes. The end has been reached, regardless of the means. [This isn't the time for an argument of faith; such things most likely wouldn't achieve any results with him under peacetime anyway.

Hands behind her back, she takes a step backward.]

I need to head back and keep watch. [...] Please take care.

[With lowered eyes and a small nod, she'll hop back onto a nearby lamppost before quickly disappearing into the night, as quickly as she came.]

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