8x Accel

[maguskiller]

[Action; All over town]

[This is about the first time in Mayfield anyone should see Kiritsugu losing his composure. Carrying a large backpack and holding the Thompson Contender in one hand, he's going through the streets, searching for one person in particular. A .30-06 Springfield round rests inside. Truthfully, the Magus Killer was already

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[verbindlich]

[Being without her magic or her protector was an alarming thing in this kind of situation. Despite that, Ilya didn't seem terribly afraid. No matter what she might have felt, or how much danger she was in, crying and whining was beneath her. And she was afraid. The odds were stacked very heavily against her. But she's seen and lived through things just as dangerous.

Thankfully, the zombies she'd come across so far were extremely unintelligent - and rather slow, compared to an eighteen year old girl in a ten year old's body. They're familiar and wrong at the same time. Part of her thinks she hates them.]

You don't give up, do you?!

[Ilya has no training in fighting with weapons or hands. She's been taught to rely on Berserker. As a result, the most she can do is to keep running. Hearing the familiar voice is both a relief and a worry; she doesn't want to lead these things to him. Even if part of her is still bitter, deep down. She doesn't want to lose him again.]

I'm over here... [The words come out too quietly and she repeats them

[maguskiller]

[Without a second's delay to express his relied, Kiritsugu heads in the direction of Ilya's voice. By the time two of the dead on the way there have noticed his presence, the Contender has already finished its job. Reloading the single-shot pistol is a chore, yes, but the speed of his enemies compensates for that, and the spread of infected particles is much lower than with his submachine gun.]

[Upon finding her, Kiritsugu smiles for a second, before displaying all the concern he can gather on his face. It's... dissonant, to say the least, considering what he's been doing the entire afternoon, but he has always excelled at assuming a new persona when facing his family. Though he puts a hand on her shoulder, he does not hug her. By now, Kiritsugu has realized the virus is transmitted through fluids, and though not that dangerous, Kiritsugu's coat reeks of the blood of the undead.]

Are you okay? Have you been hurt?

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No. I was too fast. They just wouldn't leave me alone!

[She looks up at him, mentally amused by the way he looks concerned while soaked in blood. It's a familiar sight and smell, that acidic coppery taste in the air too easy to recognise. Now more than ever she refuses to show how afraid she was. Not in front of him.]

They don't seem to be summoned. If they were, targetting the magus behind it would work. But they just keep coming and there's no way an ordinary magus would have that amount of power.

[maguskiller]

With the number of Masters and Servants, we'd have heard already if prana were used in any part of the town. It looks like it's a disease. Here...

[Reaching for his backpack displays a couple of other firearms in case his normal ammunition isn't enough, but what he draws is far more inoffensive. With one hand, he hands Ilya a respirator, much like the one hanging from his neck.]

Just in case. We need to get to safe ground. Can you follow me?

[His other hand, however, focuses on disposing of another zombie, quickly prompting him to replace the pistol's bullet yet again. A faint feeling of guilt at killig in front of his daughter permeates him, much like the time he had to do so in front of Irisviel.]

Tch. Sorry, Ilya...

[Action; All over town]

[lunawolves10th]

[ A huge shadow looms over Kiritsugu, and a deep voice booms to him. ]

You're looking for the small girl, yes? I'll help you find her.

[maguskiller]

[Kiritsugu's extremely wary for a second. Having Garviel be infected would be the worst possible case.]

[However, he's fully aware by now that Garviel has some sort of code of honor. Seeing as the infection retains the personality of kidnapped people, this is unlikely to be a ruse.]

...

Thank you.

[lunawolves10th]

THen it is time for us to Kill for the living, and kill for the dead. [ He turns his back on Kiritsugu, and heads towards the Zombies, trying to cut him a path. ]

HER SCENT LEADS THIS WAY! [ He roars, as he bisects another zombie with the shrieking chainsword, loosing steaming organs onto the ground. ]