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[survival_isnt_living]

Characters: Gaius Septimus, WA-3A, Squad o' Volunteers, and refugees
Date: Jan. 21st-25th
Location: Fort Water (WA-3A) and locations all around the city
Situation: Septimus has decided to set up a medical and strategic base for fighting the zombie invasion… in his living room. And his suite-mates’ living rooms. So fighting and stuff will happen.
Warnings/Rating: Violence, maybe language, potential gore and character death

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[duelkatana]

[The moment Leonardo sets foot into the fortified WA-3A building, he gravitates towards what is quite clearly the impromptu war room of this operation. His gaze quickly locks onto the map even during his approach, and as he draws near the table, he crosses his arms and stares down at it in complete silence.]

[He just stays like that for a few moments, studying the map with a hard set in his jaw. Then he'll glance over to Septimus.]

Leonardo. We spoke over the consoles. [Not that...he thinks he's a hard face to remember or anything. Still.]

[survival_isnt_living]

[Impromptu war room indeed. Septimus looks up at the voice, and bloody crows this is frankly one of the absolutely weirdest things he has seen in--

...In his stay on the turtle. 'In his life' seems an unfortunate misnomer.

Still, after a moment he holds out a hand.]

Sep. I'm glad you could make it. Did you get any feel for how many people are trapped and want to make it out of wherever they are? [Straight to business.]

[duelkatana]

[Leonardo actually stares at that hand for a moment, unease flickering across his expression - handshakes aren't something he's used to, and the mere three fingers on his hand are probably a good indication as to why. Still, he manages to take the hand and shake it in what he considers a minimally awkward motion.]

[And then it's time to talk business. Leo turns back to the map and points to their location, then drags his finger across to another building in the Water Sector.]

My brother and I live in WA-1B. What we saw on the way here is what you probably already knew - the canals replacing most of the streets have concentrated these - jiangshi anywhere there's solid ground. Mainly residential areas. Trying to venture out in search of better shelter would be suicide...and this makes it hard to tell whether they're hanging around a building because there's nowhere else to go, or because there's lunch inside.

[He crosses his arms, deliberating for a few moments, then reaches forward to tap a handful of select buildings.] I spotted a few places with boarded-up doors; if the people inside are still alive, we'll be hard-pressed to help them unless the jiangshi are taken care of. Even I would have trouble getting past that many without taking them out.

[There's a split second of hesitation for every mention of 'jiangshi' - he doesn't know what they are for sure. But calling them 'zombies' seems so...B-movie, and what he does know are the jiangshi monsters from Chinese lore. These nasty creatures seem awfully similar.]