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[The feet cuts on abruptly and for the most part it's upside down, with quite a bit of snow rolling through the feed. The watch probably fell out of someone's pocket before hitting the ground and turning on. At least it looks that way. Kenshin can be seen at a distance from the camera, posed absolutely motionless as one hand hovers over the hilt of his sword. Around him, what seems to be about fifteen shambling, shuffling zombies begin to close in from all sides, some quicker than others. Obviously they've decided the small red haired swordsman looks like quite the brain filled treat. The redhead's eyes narrow, oddly focused compared to the usual gaze he sports in the city when interacting with others.
His clothes are dirty, splattered with what can only really be assumed to be from other zombies. Kenshin's been out a while, and he doesn't really look like he plans on going home any time soon either. Despite this, his focus does not seem to waver. He only stands still for a moment more, the watch only picking up the intermittent sounds of groaning zombies before he moves. He's fast, lightning quick. It almost seems as if the zombies fall one by one on their own, Kenshin's figure imperceptible to the camera and viewer alike. As the last Zombie's neck bends back and snaps off, the redhead is spottable again, his sword drawn and covered in zombie remains.
The Rurouni sheathes his sword, his posture and facial expression still stiff initally after the movement. It's then that he notices the watch and stares in it's direction. It only takes a second for something to click and Kenshin shakes his head as if to clear it, his expression softening significantly. He walks towards the communicator and stoops to pick it up next, his fingers covering the feed before he readjusts how he's holding it. He doesn't say anything at first, but slowly he puts a deliberate smile on his face.]
If anyone needs assistance, I-this one would be happy to help. Please stay indoors if you are unable to fight. If you need to go anywhere, ask to be escorted.
[[ooc: Action and or video tags are just fine, especially if you want him to help your character out :3]]
His clothes are dirty, splattered with what can only really be assumed to be from other zombies. Kenshin's been out a while, and he doesn't really look like he plans on going home any time soon either. Despite this, his focus does not seem to waver. He only stands still for a moment more, the watch only picking up the intermittent sounds of groaning zombies before he moves. He's fast, lightning quick. It almost seems as if the zombies fall one by one on their own, Kenshin's figure imperceptible to the camera and viewer alike. As the last Zombie's neck bends back and snaps off, the redhead is spottable again, his sword drawn and covered in zombie remains.
The Rurouni sheathes his sword, his posture and facial expression still stiff initally after the movement. It's then that he notices the watch and stares in it's direction. It only takes a second for something to click and Kenshin shakes his head as if to clear it, his expression softening significantly. He walks towards the communicator and stoops to pick it up next, his fingers covering the feed before he readjusts how he's holding it. He doesn't say anything at first, but slowly he puts a deliberate smile on his face.]
If anyone needs assistance, I-this one would be happy to help. Please stay indoors if you are unable to fight. If you need to go anywhere, ask to be escorted.
[[ooc: Action and or video tags are just fine, especially if you want him to help your character out :3]]