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ironwood) wrote in tushanshu_logs2013-01-19 06:07 pm
Entry tags:
- post: npc,
- thread: tim drake,
- thread: zatanna zatara,
- † agent north dakota,
- † aisha al-fadhil,
- † albel nox,
- † annabeth chase,
- † ariadne,
- † arthur,
- † astrid farnsworth (alt),
- † brandon sharpe,
- † bruce wayne,
- † bucky barnes,
- † cassandra cain,
- † clark kent,
- † damian wayne,
- † dick grayson,
- † dorian gray,
- † elena fisher,
- † elizabeth sherman,
- † finnick odair,
- † inara serra,
- † jack frost,
- † jane shepard,
- † jason todd,
- † kara thrace,
- † kara zor-el,
- † katniss everdeen,
- † kon-el,
- † kyle rayner,
- † leonardo (2003),
- † lina inverse,
- † logan,
- † logan howlett,
- † martris drayke,
- † natasha romanoff,
- † nathan drake,
- † olivia dunham,
- † peeta mellark,
- † pepper potts (mcu),
- † raphael (2003),
- † raylan givens,
- † rikki barnes,
- † santo vaccarro,
- † sir mandorallen,
- † steve rogers,
- † terrance ward,
- † tommy shepherd,
- † victor borkowski
Event | Turtle Dive | January 20 - 23 | Underwater zombies crave your briiiiiines
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
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
Woo
[They keep coming, and the soldier in him simply refuses to let them. For as long as he can. (If they are focused on him, if they're held up by him, they won't be after somebody else, right? Maybe he's giving others the chance to run to safety. That's good enough for him.)]
Re: Woo
She could slip away now, but. He's Steve's friend. He's. Maybe not her friend, but he's something. She likes him. Owes him, more than he can know at this point. She could walk away... but she can't. ] Chort vozmi...
[ Natasha moves silently even running into battle. The jiangshi don't notice her coming until she's already in the midst of them, kicking the legs out from under one, sword biting into another's collarbone, hacking again at the spine. She dips her torch to set fire to the one already on the ground and then whirls, catching another in the jaw with the burning end of it. ]
I wondered when I'd get to return the favor and rescue you...
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[It must have not been a kedan zombie, or it might have gotten a slash on the neck earlier, because the head rolls back from the body... which seems to still try to reach for him, though somewhat less effective.]
[Bucky shoves it, hard, towards the zombie in flames.]
Hey, you'd pretty much saved yourself. I only helped out a bit in the end.
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[ There's a smile, a flash of teeth as she severs the tendons in the knees of one zombie and follows it with a quick kick, a loud crack sounding through the air at the fracture of a kneecap. They may not feel pain, but if she disables the basic structures that allow them to walk, it seems that may even the odds a bit.
She turns, looking for her next opponent. One of the jiangshi lunges for her, moving within her reach before she can turn her sword to it; she ends up jamming her torch into its stomach, setting fire to clothing which starts to catch on flesh (this one is newer, a kedan recently killed rather than a waterlogged corpse), but it grasps her sword arm with one hand, trying to bite at her wrist where it's covered by her suit. Natasha barely feels the pain; she jerks her arm free and plants a solid kick at its midsection, sending it tumbling backward while the fire spreads.
Reeling back, she checks her wrist. Bruised, a little scraped, but the cloth of her suit's intact. It didn't break through as far as she can tell. They're fine. She's fine. Probably. ]
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[And then there is a zombie inside her bubble, and any sort of teasing simply goes out the window. He sees the... the thing bite into her wrist, and he got very, very angry. The staff flies with every ounce of skill and strength he has, the fire getting bigger quickly as he pushes the zombies into it to get closer to her.]
Natasha!
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Her wrist's still throbbing, more than it should for just a bruise through the armored cloth. Natasha transfers her torch to her sword hand so she can wrap her fingers around the injury, closing her eyes and just breathing for a moment. Maybe it's just in her head, paranoia or who knows what, but she could swear the pain's spreading up her arm, white-hot and pounding in time with her heartbeat.
She opens her eyes and looks up at Bucky, flashing a smile that doesn't meet her eyes. ] It's fine. [ For now. She needs to get him to safety. Sooner rather than later, now. ]
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[His fists clench, but he pushes another zombie into the growing pyre and keeps on moving until there are none left of the pocket that had surrounded him. Him.]
[She took this for him.]
Rooftops?
[Probably... as good as 'rest' as they are going to get.]
There's a bike place I rent from a couple of blocks from here. Speed should... help.
[That's where he was going in the first place.]
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At his question, she nods shortly, tossing the torch onto the pyre. She can't carry it lit the way they're going to be travelling now, and there's enough debris strewn about the streets and fires smoldering that she can always find another. ]
Yeah. Where were you heading? I was going to the palace, but if you have another plan...
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[And he got her bit. Great job, Buck. He wants to say he's sorry, but the words... just don't work.]
[Instead, he just leaps up the nearest climbable surface, keeping an eye on her progress in case - in case the bite gives her trouble.]
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It's no trouble pulling herself up after him; pain and blood aside, the bite's not actually inconveniencing her. That's something, at least. She pauses, when she reaches the rooftop, and meets his eyes, smiling wryly. ] You can stop looking at me like that. I knew what I was getting into.
Sob. She'll keep on saying she's fine until she turns around and tries to eat him, won't she.
[But when she says that, his eyes snap forward as though he's been caught peeking in on a woman in the bath.]
Yes, ma'am
Oh, I think I can make it a little worse than that...
Uh-oh...
[The urge to just reach over and touch her, try to... somehow at least see if there is anything to do to make it better is very strong. Except that's clearly not what she wants.]
[They're descending towards the garage when he finally blurts,]
Does it hu-- I mean, how are you feeling?
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It hurts, but I've had worse. That's not what worries me.
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I won't let you.
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After a moment, she draws a deep breath and reaches into her belt, pulling out a pair of flex cuffs and offering them to Bucky. ] I'd rather not wait, if that's alright with you. [ She offers her gun next, eyes still steady on his face. ]
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[Bucky's eyes snap back to hers, and he takes her wrists without looking down on them, gently with the bitten one, applying the cuffs. He squeezes her fingers, warning that he's moving away, and jogs quickly to take the nearest container with fuel. Ending her life wouldn't be enough, to fulfill his promise. And, since he doesn't know how much time he will have, after, he'll be ready to do it immediately, his mind working hard to come up with how to do it with the least time in pain for her.]
[A consideration he's never made, not consciously. (He's never killed an ally, before.) (He's never executed anyone, before.)]
I... [no. Words are difficult. He takes a deep breath.] Back of the neck. Sever the spine and the feeling of pain.
[Almost asking for permission, or at least consent - or comment, if she has another preference. The rest... the other two words - they just won't cross his lips. Forgive me.]
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Natasha nods at the suggestion, and draws a deep breath before she turns around, back to him. A momentary pause, and then she drops slowly to her knees on the floor - give him a little more time before the jiangshi can effectively attack him, make it a little easier to do what he has to.
Head bowed, eyes closed, breathing calm and even. This is easy for her. He knows what he's doing; she won't feel a thing. ] I'm sorry.
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[Instead, he bows down so he doesn't have to speak out loud for her to hear.]
So am I, Natasha.
[Then he straightens, one hand on her shoulder, and takes the shot. Single bullet.]
[He waits a moment, to see if the reanimation is immediate, but, no, apparently it takes a little while. And that's enough for him. He lowers her gently the rest of the way to the ground, then kneels beside her for a moment, to press his dry lips to her still-flushed forehead, and sets on to make sure she won become one of those things.]
[He's had enough of the smell of burning flesh already in the last few hours, but it's worse, this time. More cloying, seeming to cling to his skin as he sets off in a lope towards the vehicles to do what he'd told her he would. Get to safety.]