DAY 4: Msida, Malta
[from one of the various homes, a teenager donning a Japanese-styled school uniform emerges, wielding nothing more than a wooden baseball bat; she had an odd, yet bad feeling about what was going on, even if she was lost and confused and hadn't a clue about what just occurred, so there was no harm in protecting oneself in the meantime. it was the
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[Well, these guys may have to fix that. Can you say, horde street party?]
[They haven't noticed her yet, there's a nice little blood trail going down the street that's been keeping them occupied.]
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it takes her a moment, but Yuri soon realizes that whatever is going on ahead of her, it isn't good. the blood-- easy to spot; deep red upon dulled, grey pavement was hard to miss-- was a good indicator of as much.
Yuri pauses in her tracks, makeshift weapon held out in front of her. her spider senses are definitely tingling.]
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One of the bigger guys slowly turns its head. His face, previously lapping up the spill, splits with a sinister grin. It's chest heaves with a deep breath, interrupting with a ragged cough, spitting up who knows what across the pavement.
Slowly, he turns to Yuri.]
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[and she almost opens her mouth to say something, but quickly decides against it; much as they looked it, these things weren't acting human-- nobody eats blood off the street. these things were... they had to be something more, but hell if she could figure out what.
she doesn't move right away in favor of studying it for just a few moments longer, although she could feel her foot slowly sliding backwards, as if instinct was telling her to bolt it. what was the thing facing her planning to do?]
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