Oct 31, 2010 00:49
[Nick is really fucking unimpressed right now. There's a video and those familiar with it might realize it's Rochelle's apartment. He's on the couch, his nice new suit stained with blood and guts and God only knows what else again, a few new gashes and bruises marring his face. He's panting and tired and there's a lot of racket going on in the background.
Kind of like he had a zombie trapped somewhere in there.]
Zombies.
Goddamn zombies, just when I thought I was gonna get a break. I gotta be honest here, I don't want to do it again, not in a city where I'm trapped. I can't even walk out on foot
[He lets out a growl, frustrated, as he pushes a hand through his hair and leans back. That noise? Getting way louder. Something's banging on a door nearby, letting out a growl.]
And to top it off, I gotta listen to that shit. There's a zombie in the fucking bathroom. I got trapped in pretty good, but... shit. Nevermind. I need to check my ammo and get cleaned up.
[He reaches out to turn off the feed, but hits the wrong button. The video goes off, but you can hear him still and he sounds increasingly agitated.]
Shut your goddamn mouth in there, Rochelle! lucky I didn't put a bullet in your head!
[And then, slowly, he realizes the damn thing is still recording.]
Tits!
[The feed then ends.]
[ooc; Nick and Rochelle wound up getting caught in the darkness tonight and Rochelle got bit. Unfortunately, her immunity back home just didn't matter at all here. Nick's trying to deal with it the best he can... by locking her up in the bathroom.]
c: laughing beauty,
c: tom hanniger,
†: claire bennet,
c: sunako nakahara,
!: rochelle,
!: nick