Breaking radio silence, but open (and encouraging) action log

[omgwtfpudding]

[It had been pure luck that Lloyd found an old radio amongst the ruins where he'd been wandering for the last day. Thankfully he managed to hang onto it over the difficult few minutes he'd had about half an hour before, which had involved a great deal of running and some extremely unexpected climbing

Comments

[emberandash]

I can hear you. Who are you?

[omgwtfpudding]

Ah...that sort of depends on who you are, miss.

[emberandash]

Fire Lord Azula.

[omgwtfpudding]

Oh, um, Fire Lord? Really?

I'm Lloyd Asplund. I'm an Earl, actually, from Britannia. But that's not really that important right now, is it? [He laughs, a little high and nervous] I don't suppose I could get a rescue? These chaps down there are getting sort of hungry-looking.

radio.

[exorcistits]

What's your current location?

radio.

[omgwtfpudding]

Um, to be honest I haven't the foggiest. Last I checked I was in Japan, but this is clearly an English-speaking place judging by the street signs.

[He cranes his neck around, shifting a little] I'm...ah...there's a park to the north and a big red building to the south of me with a sign saying 'MacDonald's'. And if I'm reading the sign right I'm at the corner of Elm and Vine.

radio.

[exorcistits]

I'm going to send a flare up, it's going to be a seal of a cross. Tell me if you can see it.

[She sounds so annoyed, but there's the sound of her gun going off. She's not too far, though, which is lucky.]

Re: radio.

[omgwtfpudding]

Okay~

[He does see the flare and watches it rise for a moment]

Ah~ Judging by the delay, I'm about a half-mile north, north west of your position.

action;

[kickwaves]

[Bad enough that she was in a bad mood, tired as hell for apparently no reason, and somewhere she didn't recognize, but what really took the cake for Molly was the fact that were actual fucking zombies running around.

So after literally kicking a zombie in the gut to get it to back the hell off, she's running through town before she spots someone else, eyes widening a bit before she slows down]

HEY!

Re: action;

[omgwtfpudding]

[Lloyd's sitting on what was probably a windowsill before the whole rest of the building collapsed from some kind of incendiary weapon. Basically he's perched on a ledge at the top of a wall, a story up, having used bullet holes to climb up, and is now stuck like a cat in a tree.

A few hungry zombies are milling about on the ground beneath him, looking up and making clumsy attempts to climb up and reach the tasty morsel]

Ah, hello! [He waves cheerfully with one hand, his radio clutched protectively in the other] I could really use a hand here if you have some kind of weapon!

action;

[kickwaves]

[Well, that looks ... not good at all. She finally comes to a stop a few feet away from where the zombies are gathered, muscles in her legs tensing. Even if she was able to kick away one, it was pretty much impossible to get all of them before she ended up getting chomped on in some way. And if watching any sort of zombie movie was any indication, it would be game over if that happened. :T]

Well ... sort of?

[I think her bosses would forgive her for using this, considering the circumstances. She draws back her right leg, eyes narrowing before seemingly kicking nothing in a roundhouse kick - something was definitely wrong, she didn't feel the usual amount of force behind it - until a wave of blue-green energy erupted from the arc she kicked in, crashing into the nearby zombies as she ran in again]

Dunno if that got most of them, but sitting here's not gonna do any good!

Re: action;

[omgwtfpudding]

[Lloyd's jaw drops at the sight of that, and before she's finished speaking he's tucking his radio into his pocket and beginning to scramble back down from the top of the wall]

I...I think that'll do fine for now. I'm really good at running, at least if it's not too far. Is there somewhere we can go?