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paixaorpg2006-09-27 08:04 pm
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REUNION~ without scary zombie heads (complete)
Character(s): Sabra, Lorie
Content: Hey, I know you!
Setting: Cafe Ersesat, near Muspelheim
Time: After dusk.
Warnings: Uh, none yet...
The quick "conversation" with Lorie out of the way, Sabra decided she was ready to make her move again. This was quite bothersome, having to dodge the white things and hide from them. She would prefer to have secured an area and then moved, but without knowing her exact situation it would be reckless to expend large amounts of resources for a 'likely' result.
The journal, she supposed, was tucked back into one of her pockets. It was regrettable that she was carrying the suitcase, but she didn't have time to properly dispose of the information inside, so she had to carry it with her. At least it could also be used as a weapon. A quick survey of her position told her that the cafe was to the left.
Another check of where the current enemies were and she made a dash for it. She was a few steps from the cafe when she caught the reflection of another of the more humanoid looking white things behind her. Instinctively she ducked to the left, the pointed 'hand' (though it was hardly that) caught the shoulder of her jacket.
"...tch," She swung around, bending low, weapon out. And it dropped to the ground and ... well... it was hard to explain. Sort of swiveled around her. Sabra made the choice to keep moving towards the cafe then, slamming into the door with her shoulder as way of 'knocking'.
Content: Hey, I know you!
Setting: Cafe Ersesat, near Muspelheim
Time: After dusk.
Warnings: Uh, none yet...
The quick "conversation" with Lorie out of the way, Sabra decided she was ready to make her move again. This was quite bothersome, having to dodge the white things and hide from them. She would prefer to have secured an area and then moved, but without knowing her exact situation it would be reckless to expend large amounts of resources for a 'likely' result.
The journal, she supposed, was tucked back into one of her pockets. It was regrettable that she was carrying the suitcase, but she didn't have time to properly dispose of the information inside, so she had to carry it with her. At least it could also be used as a weapon. A quick survey of her position told her that the cafe was to the left.
Another check of where the current enemies were and she made a dash for it. She was a few steps from the cafe when she caught the reflection of another of the more humanoid looking white things behind her. Instinctively she ducked to the left, the pointed 'hand' (though it was hardly that) caught the shoulder of her jacket.
"...tch," She swung around, bending low, weapon out. And it dropped to the ground and ... well... it was hard to explain. Sort of swiveled around her. Sabra made the choice to keep moving towards the cafe then, slamming into the door with her shoulder as way of 'knocking'.