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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[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*