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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[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.

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

Something about this strikes Beka as funny. Maybe she's just tired. The thought of Liz hurting in any way shouldn't be funny.

She manages: "At least it's not a zombie bite. I hear those may be incurable. Is it dislocated?" And then abruptly she realizes it really isn't funny at all. "Can Janet give you something for the pain?"

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Liz smiles weakly. "That's what I'm thankful for. I'll see Janet once she's seen the others."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Wish I had something to give you. A hug? Gently?" Tries out a grin, and finds it doesn't feel too odd.

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

Elizabeth laughs slightly. "You can try it, just on the right hand side though."

[valentine-tart.livejournal.com]

"Poor baby." *hugs Liz gently, probably as much for her as for Liz*

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*hugs back, greatful for the contact*