Dead zombies litter the ground (at the library -- yes, still)

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

The first wave seems to have subsided. Methos lowers his sword so the tip is touching the ground. Bloody streaks down the outside of his sweater.

Small puddles of flame flare here and there mark charred zombie bodies.

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[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[The Doctor breathes in and then out, hard.]

Fall back, everyone. Wounded over to the desk, everyone else gather and move towards Special Collections.

[julian-lawless.livejournal.com]

*steps cautiously over variously gutted and charred bodies. The gun remains up and ready*

Janet? You said you had a first-aid kit? I think it's needful over here.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Janet's over here: http://www.livejournal.com/community/fandomhigh/131628.html]

[janet_fraiser]

OOC: Got our people, comin' back.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

CJ's got supplies back behind the desk...

*shrugs her bandaged shoulder*

*winces*

Send anyone there.

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

*winces sympathetically*

Sorry 'bout that. I get a little carried away when I'm all stabby.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

Nah, I wasn't watching. Get this many fighters together at once, someone's bound to forget to duck. *grins* At least it wasn't my head or something...

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

Yeah, in battle, losing you head will always get you killed. As these guys found out.

*chuckles*

Y'know, I knew Cameron was nervous about your date, but raising the dead was a bit extreme, don't ya think?

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*looks at her incredulously*

YoYo? Raising the dead?

*laughs*

*thinks about this school*

Uh, you're not serious, right...?

[psycho-barbie.livejournal.com]

It was a joke.

*grins*

No, Cameron's not that stupid. Besides he's from one of the tech-based worlds, this would've required magic, powerful stuff, too.

[aka-vala.livejournal.com]

*whew*

You never know around here...

*shakes head*

[janet_fraiser]

Janet comes back through the library doors, med kit slung over her shoulder. Liz, Cally, and Cameron are with the group that left earlier.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Liz looks around the library, and swears softly under her breath.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Liz, sweetie, you made it. I was worried about you guys.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*tries to smile, but it comes out more as a grimace*

Yeah, the distance between the dorms and the library is so greatly increased when the undead decide to rise...

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

*sees Liz grimace and worries*

You're hurt. What happened?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Ah... slipped down some stairs, grabbed the banister and yanked my shoulder. Hurts a lot more now than it did.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

*Methos starts herding people towards Special Collections. The sword -- streaked with blood and zombie-goo -- is something most people want to avoid*

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Methos. [looks at him] Your arm.

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

*tugs aside the torn arm of his sweater jumper, and brushes the blood of the unblemished skin below*

Must've missed me.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

[squints at him] Even so, their bites can't affect you, can they?

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Your guess is as good as mine. In... quite a few years, I've never encountered zombies.

[ten-and-chips.livejournal.com]

Think of this as a learning experience. [grins]

[prof-methos.livejournal.com]

Promise me something, though... if I start having a strange craving for human brains, you'll cut off my head.

[OOC: Not that the Doctor could, but Methos doesn't know that...]

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

(OOC: I'm NPC for an hour. If we go anywhere else, could you link me?)