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.

Comments

[janet_fraiser]

Well, you know what this means, hon. *brandishes surgical scissors* We get to cut your shirt off of you! If only it were for a more exciting reason.

OOC: You want a broken arm or just sprained/bruised?

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*smiles weakly* Maybe another time?

[ooc: Was thinking partially dislocated as mun has experience of that. From the same accident... minus the zombies *g*]

[janet_fraiser]

*would leer if she weren't so damn tired*

*inspects shoulder* I think it's partially dislocated. This is going to hurt. *braces Liz, resets shoulder in socket completely*

They go find someplace to bed down with Charlie.

(OOC: Okay, quick wrap up since mun wants to sleep.)

[notcalledlizzie.livejournal.com]

*grits teeth and only screams softly*

*blinks tears from her eyes*

Thank you, hon

*follows Janet to Charlie*

[ooc: Absolutely no complaints from here! G'night!]