Event | Turtle Dive | January 20 - 23 | Underwater zombies crave your briiiiiines

[ironwood]

Characters: Any and all PCs
Date: January 20th - 23rd
Location: All Sectors
Situation: Tu Vishan continues swimming along the ocean floor after his monumental dive, but it turns out there are a whole bunch of undead that want in on the party!
Warnings/Rating: Underwater situations, violence, potential gore; to be updated as noted.

>See the comments of this post for various situations and areas available for tagging.
>Each header will be set for a date and/or area.
>Feel free to start your own header for specific situations.
>The Palace subplot will be run in a separate log.
>Refer to the two OOC posts for further details. 01 | 02

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[wintershepherd]

[ Snorting at the reply, Jack nonetheless draws a smiley face on the ground. ]

Good. Because we might want to find some place a little less out in the open.

[ Another arrow pointing in the direction where there seem to be far fewer zombies in the distance, and Jack takes a few step, his bare footsteps outlined in icy fernlike patterns. ]

Coming?

[insecrets]

You want to run? [Finnick glances around and, yeah. That seems like a good idea. He's no hero, and he's definitely scared enough that he doesn't want to sit here and fight these things off for any length of time.]

Lead on. If we get inside somewhere, we can probably block the place off. [He follows after Jack, weapons gripped tightly.]

[wintershepherd]

I prefer to think of it as a strategic retreat...

[ Jack keeps his staff at ready, choosing pathways that give them the best route to defend if anything comes at them from ahead or behind. He's flown over this area many times, giving him a unique map-like perspective of the streets.

But up ahead, a new group of the jiangshi have spotted them. Jack put a hand on the nearest wall and formed a pair of crossed swords; they'll have to fight again. ]

Looks like we're not exactly in the clear yet.

[insecrets]

Don't worry. [Finnick puts off airs of someone confident, but he's suppressing a tremble. He'd like nothing more than to find a safe place to hide, but he has to find Johanna and Katniss first. Not that they aren't capable; he trusts in their own abilities to run. But he wants to make sure they're safe anyway. They're his allies, his friends.] I can hold my own.

[The jiangshi move with a speed towards him - them? he still isn't sure how Jack really exists - that he's only seen a few times. It reminds him a little of the lizard mutts in the sewers, but he can't think of that. If he thinks of that, he'll freeze up, and they'll kill him.] We clear a path, and then we run. Sound like a plan?

[wintershepherd]

Sounds like a plan.

[ Jack raised his staff and concentrated, calling down the wind and forming long icicles that arced downward like spears, slicing through the undead. ]

[insecrets]

[The butt of his weapon jabs into the chest of one of the creatures, knocking it back into the wall. In the same thrusting move, his arm pumps forward to catch another in the chest with the points. It's like fighting in the arena, he tells himself.

Except, usually when he stabs something where the heart should be, they tend to die, now thrash around like a fish on a hook.

There's no time to focus on that now, though. Now is the time for survival, something that's been pumped into him since he was a kid. The fighting is natural for him as he fights alongside of Jack.]

[wintershepherd]

[ It was good to have someone to fight back to back with, especially given that he way staying on the ground which took away his usual 360-degree axis of sight and movement.

Seeing that Finnick was about to stab at another jianshi, Jack channeled a blast of subarctic air at it, freezing it as thoroughly as though it had been doused in liquid nitrogen. The zombie cracked and fell apart when struck under the blow of Finnick's weapon, so effectively that even Jack stopped to blink in surprise. ]

Wow, that worked better than I'd expected.

[insecrets]

[Despite the earlier display of his Jack's talents, Finnick is still surprised when the jianshi shatters, sucking in a deep breath as the pieces fall to the ground. It's just magic.

Whatever that is. It's not... Well, it could hurt him, but he's going to hope that, right now, it's not going to be harmful. He'll be okay. They have to focus on these undead creatures. And they're working well together, so he needs to stop thinking that at any second Jack will turn on him.] This is amazing.

[wintershepherd]

[ Using that method, they manage to cut through the jianshi horde until all that was left were slabs of undead flesh, frozen solid. Jack exhales, feeling the Wind curl around both he and Finnick, silently inquiring if they were all right. ]

Yeah, Wind. I think we're okay.

[ His grip relaxed slightly on his staff, half turning to pose the same question to Finnick before remembering that the older one couldn't hear him. So instead he drew a new question mark on the ground. ]

Looks like we did it.