From Dusk Till Dawn...

[cityship]

...Okay, so maybe that movie was about vampires and not zombies.

But as the battle in the Vatican dragged on, it might feel like it had been going just that long.

And it showed no signs of letting up just yet.

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The Vestibule

[cityship]

The zombies have made it to the windows, and are now clawing at the boards separating them from those inside.

They're also moving in towards the doors in larger numbers, seeing that a few of the crew have taken to fighting right outside, hoping for an easier meal than the ones inside.

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[captain_jtk]

Kirk isn't precisely in the vestibule. He's deeper inside, trying to coordinate as best he can. Everything is a whirl of confusion and he's moving from place to place, trying to make it more of an organized chaos then just "chaos".

If people want to talk to him, they can find him here.

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[visserbasher]

"KIRK! Captain Kirk!" Loren was out of breath but she kept running as fast as she could. "The back door in the Sacristy is almost down. They need someone to seal it off before the zombies break in."

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[foursleeves]

Peter, who has been busying himself webbing up the windows on this end of the Vatican, abseils down in the direction of the commotion.

"Somebody call for an exterminator?"

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[captain_jtk]

Kirk mulled for a moment, taking in Loren's news. This was serious - their only line of retreat was cut off. They would have to do or die, then. He glanced up as Peter, "Get to it."

He turned back to Loren, "I need you to see if the medbay or ammunition storage can spare anyone to assist with those areas. Keep me updated."

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[stickyboots]

"Aye, chief," Peter replies before swinging off in the direction of the rear doors.

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[bluerose_knight]

Sparhawk has taken up station at one of the windows, his broadsword arching out time and again to shear off whatever limb or appendage presents itself through the gaps. His armour is covered in various shades of gore and assorted bits, but the broken nosed knight seems tireless in his defense of this spot.

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[ranger_jo]

OK, so zombie shooting isn't AS fun as Jo had first thought. Stupid things did NOT know when to give up! SHe frowned as she concentrated on blowing the head off of one of the current ones trying to climb inside.

"Damn, how many are there of these things?!"

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[bluerose_knight]

"Enough," Sparhawk replies dryly to Jo, even as a zombie foot is kicked through a board, shorn off and batted back outside with the flat of his blade. "I only wish they would stop that unearthly noise."

He takes a step back from the boards to assess the next likely point of breach, apologising under his breath to Vanion even as he sheathes his broadsword (still covered in ooze), and unhooks the crossbow from where it hangs from his belt.

"Taking the limbs from them serves no purpose, would that be right?" he asks, even as he lines up a shot with a head. "Kill or nothing?"

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[ninja_spatula]

"Wrong!" Deadpool shouted from the darkness, his costume half-covered in zombie blood and remains. "Taking their limbs means- snacks for later. We can all sing 'Chestnuts roasting over an open fire'..." Myself spaced off momentarily. Having just come out of the darkness, currently not hacking zombies, many might wonder where he came from. Or how long he had been out there. A loooong time. Having really nice swords and the ability to regenerate any injury usually allowed that sort of thing. And they were reeeally nice swords.

"BONZAI!!" He shouted, leaping at a zombie near the window and coming out the other side of the gruesome undead body. With a little more random zombie bits on him, Wade stood in front of the two, a dumb look on his face. "You know. That asian game show...?" It seemed like people never got our jokes.

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[ranger_jo]

Jo shot a look at the strange man before firing another shot at a Zomibe head. "Go for the heads," she tells Sparhawk, kinda deciding to ignore the seriously crazy guy. "From all the Zombie movies I've watched, that seems to be the best way to get rid of them."

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[bluerose_knight]

While reloading his crossbow, Sparhawk just sort of stares at Deadpool, not entirely sure how to reply to that. "Eating the remains of the already dead is not a thought that is appealing."

Jo's advice is taken, as Sparhawk sends a quarrel through one of gaps. While not the shot that his squire is, he still manages to hit the head, tearing through the cheek of one of the dead, and dropping it where it stands.

"Our dead usually stay where they belong, or else are bound to the one spot, in my experience," Sparhawk replies to Jo even as he reloads. The antics of Deadpool are still being regarded with bemusement. But as long as the other still continues to dispatch the dead, he's alright in Sparhawk's book.

Even if Sparhawk thinks Deadpool has been hit on the head a few times.

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[ninja_spatula]

"Well you'd cook it first!" Deadpool said, shaking his head at the silliness of these people. Of course they couldn't eat it while it was the dead dead, they had to kill it again with fire! To make it the dead dead dead! Or is that dead dead undead?

Wade pulled another uzi from his array of weapons, turned it sideways and fired at about head level into the nearest crowd of onrushing zombies. After about fifty some bullets, nearly twenty zombies fell to the ground, no longer moving. Myself turned back to face the two wimpy warriors with their wimpy weapons.

"Now THATS how you make a few dead undead." Myself spun his gun and blew out the smoke slowly emenating from the muzzle.

It was like an ancient egyptian showing off in front of a caveman. Hah hah.