and the man in the back said everyone attack

[felinemystique]

Characters: Bastet felinemystique, Smoke inthecenterfold, Juhani cathar_jedi, and OPEN to other Guards, Hatchery staff or people in/near the Hatchery
Date/Time: Anytime from Friday, December 10-Sunday, December 12
Location: Hatchery and surrounding area
Rating: Varied
Summary: Open log for people defending/working in the Hatchery! Be sure to mark the time in your thread, just so we can

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late Friday night

[felinemystique]

"Hadou no 32, Okasen!"

A wide, flat blast of kidou fired from her outstretched hands, taking out a swath of zombies at the waist. She had a moment of satisfaction to watch the partially incinerated remains fall to the ground, before more came; shrieking, lumbering, lurching creatures. They were disgusting.

Bastet’s ridiculous weapon rested in her pocket; its larger form would be more useful in an open area, but in quarters this close, she preferred using kidou or a sword; she’d picked one up from the Weapons Tree, and it was now sheathed at the small of her back.

She knew she could kill the things barehanded, but she really didn’t want to touch them.

Despite her worry, she didn’t let it show. People were looking to her to stay calm, so she would.

"Okasen!" Another row of zombies went down, and she blew out a tired breath. She hadn’t seen any of the faster zombies in a while...which meant they’d show up any time now.

Re: late Friday night

[cathar_jedi]

There wasn't anything like a measured rota of Guard shifts now; you fought the hordes back and went in to try to rest, and if you had the inclination and energy you occasionally went out through the Housing Section and sometimes beyond, to help those who needed it. Overrun though the Sphere was, the undead were not shoulder-to-shoulder everywhere at all times, so there was still a certain amount of living movement.

Juhani was on her way back to the Hall when she saw that there was yet another horde trying to get in. As with most of the slower ones, they were crowded together. A few caught sight of her and started to shamble her way.

Holding the emitter out to one side, Juhani hit the activation stud on the hilt. A long, flexible blade, slightly too rigid to call cord, emerged with a prolonged hiss, glowing red and droning to itself. When she raised the hilt the blade flicked and coiled, humming louder, underlaying the stench of decay with the smell of ozone.

It was like a lightsaber. It was very like a lightsaber, and she had

Re: late Friday night

[inthecenterfold]

Much like Bastet, Smoke had done enough fighting the other day with his new weapon to know that it wouldn't be the best in tight quarters like this, especially not with so many allies in the area. He was much more confident controlling his crescent chain if need be, but for now he stuck to keeping it in the form of a double-bladed staff.

Please don't let the Criers show up here. Anything but them.He got his wish, though he didn't realize it at first. The group of three that approached Smoke looked more or less like the rest of the rotting masses they'd all been fighting for days now. What got his attention was when they first lunged at him, and second when he attack them. He sliced his crescent through one's neck, his spade in a follow-up at another's head, and the crescent blade again as he spun to slice off the third's right arm and continue the slash towards its left hip

[felinemystique]

Bastet didn't bother wasting time or breath swearing at Smoke's warning; they were here, so they needed to be dealt with

December 11th, late evening

[bloody_pens]

Rick hated that he had a conscience sometimes.

He was sure that the more combat-ready denizens of the Sphere would have understood him wanting to wait for the invasion to be over before he resumed taking shifts at the Hatchery, seeing as how he could barely handle a weapon, but the idea of all of them risking their lives while he sat comfortably in the Wilderness was bothering him.

... that and Gene's remark about how he should have gotten a proper weapon for himself a while ago had stung him.

So he'd gathered up his courage and his magic sword-pen and made his way to the Hatchery for an evening shift on Saturday, managing to behead a few difficult zombies on the way and getting there relatively cleanly.

[felinemystique]

Last night had been rough, but they'd managed to drive the zombies off until the numbers subsided. Now, it was back to the occasional attack, and despite their fatigue, her people had no trouble driving them off.

Still, Bastet hoped it wouldn't last much longer.

As Derrick arrived, she looked up in surprise and mild alarm. She knew he wasn't a fighter, and so she assumed an emergency had brought him out here.

"Hey," she said, absently brushing a hand over the hilt of the sword at the small of her back. "What brings you out here?"

[bloody_pens]

Rick panted, resting his giant pen against one shoulder and saluting Bastet. He reached into one coat pocket and scooped out Tribble, letting him down on the floor. The little dog... thing... immediately rolled to the Hatchery entrance between two Guards and bared his teeth, barking furiously. He'd turned out to be able to hold his own fairly well considering his size; Rick was glad he'd brought the fuzzball along.

"Thought I'd come help protect the Hatchery for a while with Tribble," he said. "Being a Guide and all, I felt like it was my sworn duty."

He was going to leave out the part where his pride was wounded.

"...Genius got a little roughed up, too. Wanted to exact revenge. Purely selfish reasons, I won't lie."

[felinemystique]

Bastet was torn; on the one hand, the situation was dangerous enough without having a civilian around, no matter how well-meaning. On the other, she couldn't really fault his reasons for wanting to be here. And hey, he was behind the line of Guards, so he should be safe enough.

"Is he all right?" she asked. Things had been hectic, and she hadn't been able to keep up with people's injuries and whereabouts. She simply had to do what she could against the zombies and pray her friends were all okay.