Another re-arrival.

[l_lawliet1415]

He was running from a pack of new zombies ones that were stronger than he had previously faced. He thought they couldn't swim! His clothes are soaked through and torn at the sleeves, hem, and pant-legs there are mild scratch marks on one leg but not severe for him to raise questions about. Clutching the kamas fiercly he slashes one of the monsters

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[not_a_miss]

Takada's only been here a day or so (hard to tell when she's not seen the outside world- if indeed there is one), but she's already bored. She's taken to wandering the hallways, trailing her fingers and nails along the patterned parts of the wallpaper, when there is any.

Then there's a voice from around the corner ahead of her. Intrigued, she goes to have a look at this not-quite-new arrival, and finds a bedraggled man, clutching a pair of sickles and looking more than a little out of breath.

Well, this is new... "Hello." Then, almost as an afterthought, "are you alright?"

[l_lawliet1415]

"I'm fine thank you. I don't think we've met. I'm L." He finally catches his breath and has calmed down from the adrenaline rush of running away. He was tending to his wounds when Takada arrived.

ooc: Hi! Nice to meet you! Welcome to dndressingroom!

[not_a_miss]

She hovers for a moment, lets him focus on whatever he's doing- he seems to be hurt, despite his statement to the contrary, but she doesn't know if she could help with things like that in the Before, and even if she could, she can't now. She settles for returning the greeting: "Takada. Kiyomi Takada. And no, I don't think we've met."

And it's true. Not that she's complaining- a face that raises no whispers of smoke or pathetic or help me oh god please- is quite a comfort, especially since she's not found that many yet.

[ooc: Hello thar! The feeling's mutual- and thankyou!]

[l_lawliet1415]

Pleased to meet you. The usual question applies. Whats you're world like? Am I alive or dead in your world.

ooc: lol you're welcome. Friendly L is a good one.