Nov 26, 2011 03:45
[So apparently nerve-pinch technique didn't quite work on zombies. Spock, on any other day, could probably tell you how it happened, where it happened and all the other key things to the ordeal but right now?
Munching on a brain sounded pretty good right about now. That wasn't logical, and something in the back of Spock's mind, functioning on primitive instincts (such as shuffling, unfocused eyes, groaning and groping for the nearest bit of warm flesh to nom on) told him that. In fact, it almost sounded like his groans were a zombie dialect of the word 'illogical'. It was hard to tell. At the moment, however, the watch jolted online after falling from the Vulcan's pocket to the ground and opening. It showed the commander shuffling along the street with a few other zombies, head tilted to one side to be supported by his shoulder and arms limp at his sides. He's rather dirty from his ordeal with the zombies, shirt torn in a couple of places and a rather nasty bite in his shoulder where the largest hole was torn into. Such a shame, since he really liked his uniform.
Hopefully Vulcans, being of a peaceful race, wouldn't turn out to be overly-aggressive zombies...]
[[ooc: He'll go after anyone that's not a zombie in this thread. I can't say for certain how harmless he'll be though. XD]]
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