Hunting 101 - Class 10 (Wednesday period 7)

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When they students enter the Danger Shop, the find themselves on the edges of a swamp at night. John, as usual, was leaning against the parked Impala waiting for them.

"This is Laveau Swamp," he said. "It has a little infestation problem right now. Of zombies." As if on cue a low disturbing moan drifted out of the night. "As you can hear," John continued with a small smile. "The bokar who raised them is in a shack near the center of the swamp. Your assignment is to make it to that shack and stop him. There will be some kind of talisman that he'll be using to control them. Destroy it and then get the hell out."

John pushed away from the side of the car and walked around to the trunk. "This particular type of zombie shrugs off most attacks except fire. Now generally, you're not going to be able to get a hold of a real flame thrower quickly or easily, so that's when you've got to improvise." He pulled out an aerosol can and a lighter and demonstrated just how to improvise. (Winchester flame thrower, patent pending)

"That's going to be your main weapon today. Just be careful where you aim when you use it -- you don't want to set anything on fire that you don't mean to, such as each other. Try to avoid that."

[ooc: wait for ocd's up. Have at it!]

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Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

Blair had decided not to grab a partner. He had taken the aerosol can and lighter, but he had no intention of using it. Instead he had taken a container of trail mix out of his backpack and was sprinkling it on the ground. "Here, zombie, zombie, zombie! Yummy food for you to eat!"

Re: Laveau swamp

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

From off to one side a low moaning could be heard coming towards him.

Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"That's right, differently-alive people! Come and get the tasty trail mix." Blair shook the container. "I got the kind with the dried prunes. They probably will remind you of brains!"

Re: Laveau swamp

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

Out of the shadows a shadowy figure lumbered towards him.

Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Hey there, man." Blair bounced excitedly and held out container. "Want some food?"

Re: Laveau swamp

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

The zombie ignored the container, shambling forward, dead eyes focused on, and grasping hands reaching out for Blair's head.

So yes, it did indeed want some food.

Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Um...prunes?" Blair said as the zombies hand grabbed a handful of hair. "I know it's really nice hair, man. I use conditioner. I'm sure it would work for zombie hair too."

Re: Laveau swamp

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

The zombie yanked on Blair's hair, looking for a way into the juicy brain it could smell.

Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Ow!" Blair yelped. "You should be nicer. What if someone comes along and sees this? They're going to get the wrong idea and think you're going for my brains and not trying to discuss hair products."

Re: Laveau swamp

[demons-death.livejournal.com]

The zombie yanked harder on Blair's hair, pulling him closer. The smell of rotting dead thing poured off of it as it leaned in preparing to take a bite out of Blair's skull.

Re: Laveau swamp

[lovechildblair.livejournal.com]

"Okay, I think we're having a communication problem." Blair said, his voice worried. "Let's take a step back from this and talk about what you're feeling here."

Blair tried to yank backwards but was unsuccessful. "Ow! You're hurting my head, man!"