Who: Leia Organa, Julian Sark, Han Solo, Danny Archer, The sexy medic (Jack Shephard)
What: Zombie port! Killun Star Wars style
When: Let's say the second day, early morning
Where: N'awlins (In a small shelter/house)
Warnings: Guts and gore, Han Solo being a badass, Jack being sexy. Mod NPCs are all good, man.
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Leia was on her round of the watch when she heard the now-familiar groan of the undead. )
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Gun in hand, he crawled out of the sleeping bag, revealing his gore splattered white shirt, ripped in odd places, although in a far better state than his suit jacket, which had been abandoned after a particularly nasty encounter with a horde and a barbed wire fence. He pumped the weapon once and padded over to the window, pressing his back against the wall just beside it.
"And what tactical feat of brilliance do you have in mind?" He wasn't quite addressing Leia, as much as he was addressing the group as a whole. All in all, they'd been quite the team, so the remark wasn't as sarcastic as it could've been.
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"Disrupting the central nervous system from the body makes sense in theory and even worked better in practice." Jack fell into the jargon unknowingly. He stood up from his seat by the barricaded window, setting his rifle down and fishing through his pockets for the small bottle of ibuprofen and the first aid kit he had found earlier.
"Anyone need a patch up while we can?"
ooc: might not be on tomorrow for very long. you guys have permission to NPC Jack. He'll do first aid and shoot zombies pretty tirelessly with ( ... )
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He narrowed his ice-blue eyes at Jack, as if the offer had personally offended him. "Only if you can recover my dignity."
He was trained for combat scenarios, but those combat scenarios were the kind of controlled, sensible things that didn't occur in the bloody Bayou and involved zombies of all things.
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