6 ⌈ Voice ⌋

[cant_stand_up]

[Breaking glass, repeating gunfire, and a pissed off Jason Reed.]

...what the living fuck!

[More shuffling noises, the squalling of a few zombies, then Quake's authoritative voice.]

Sitrep! Anyone! Now, goddamnit!!

[And then there's his "ugh, Christ" as he surveys the six fallen corpses littering the floor of the house.]

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｟ voice ｠

[embracedempathy]

[ There's some groaning coming from her end before some gun shots. ]

A bit busy, boss.

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

[Oh, thank Christ. At least one of them is still alive.]

Lauren! What's your 20?

｟ voice ｠

[embracedempathy]

Empty building, sir.

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

Is it at all secure?

-voice-

[blackhole_revel]

Hunt and I are in the park. Where are you?

[small pause]

Hunt's been....bit.

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

At the house. Watch yourself, they've broken the front windows and are working on the fucking door.

...bitten?

-voice-

[blackhole_revel]

Yeah, bitten, like in the fucking arm. And I.... I dunno what to do. Have you got the others, are they safe?

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

Well, shit... Get him to the Clinic, then. Drag his ass if you have to!

I've heard from Lauren, she's holed up in a warehouse somewhere.

[ audio ]

[iliveinrage]

Not living, actually.

Not by a long shot. [and there's a small chuckle]

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

So I'm noticing by the green shit all over the damned floor.

[ audio ]

[iliveinrage]

Now, now. They could bleed rainbow and still be alive. Possibly.

It's the putrid taste of decay that gives it all away.

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

...what the fuck are you talking about? We're fighting for our lives here, and you're prattling about rainbows?

[voice]

[hearseverything]

[There's a burst of sound, loud and shrill, over the communicator.] Of all the days to actually leave the house... Zombies. There are actual zombies attacking this place. [And another burst of sound. His power isn't quite up to where it was, and holding them off is a lot harder than it seems like it should be.]

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

Yeah, seems so, don't it? What's your 20?

[Voice]

[hearseverything]

[mutters; look, it wasn't his intended destination, okay?] In the chapel. Zombies attacking. Lots of fun. [Yeah, he's regaining his sarcasm by now, and even zombies aren't going to stop him using it.]

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

If it's secure, stay there. You let me know if and when you move, is that clear?

[frosteyes]

.. Quake, man.. where you want me?

[He was emptying the trash, behind Pop's Bar, and there he remained staring at the zombie he just killed. Staring at it as the ice shards he turned from the rain drops start to melt. He's a frozen hedgehog from Hell. But it sure don't look as funny as that sounds.]

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

Where the hell are you, first off?! And is it secure?

[Voice]

[frosteyes]

Yeah, I'm at.. work, man.

This.. uh, this has something to do with zombies, don't it? Permission to stay here and take care of the people inside, alongside Pop.. send people this way, I mean, shit.. the bar's prolly got the best walls and window bars anyway.. Pop's had it built to protect his goods, ya'kno?

..Fuck.. Jason.. Man, I just fucking killed a zombie..

[Voice]

[cant_stand_up]

Granted. And stay inside, you hear me!

And kill some more. As many as you can. They don't seem to be stopping any time soon, poor freaks.