http://valentine-tart.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] valentine-tart.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] fandomhigh2005-09-24 02:29 pm

Saturday, early afternoon: A small strike team heads for Connor's office

Beka, Callisto, and Rogue make for Connor's office. They're alone, light on their feet, and heavily armed.







[OOC: this is an open thread, and anyone is welcome.]

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 09:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Rogue walks along beside Beka and Callisto, keeping a careful eye out for anything odd. "So, we think last night was...the first wave?" she asks, thought she doesn't stop scanning the room.

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 09:42 pm (UTC)(link)
"Yeah, I guess." She gives the other two a lopsided, humorless grin. "I didn't think zombies were that smart."

Still watching the halls as the move, Rogue says, "You know, I can handle police, and mutants, even the freakin' army, but this? This is way outside even MY experience."

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 09:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Rogue stops too, holding her hand up to quiet the others. "Yeah, I definitely hear something. Someone--or somethin', I can't tell--is walkin' toward us." She looks at the other two. "Not that I'm against fightin', or anything, but maybe we should move out, save our ammo for later?"

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 09:59 pm (UTC)(link)
The three girls hurry down the hall, looking for Connor's office. "I wonder if Pheebs is still in the weapons locker?" Rogue asks. "And if there's anything left, really."

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[identity profile] jerusalem-s.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 09:57 pm (UTC)(link)
((OOC: For the record... unless you know what security the principal's got in place in that office? It's quite possible she's going to come back and explain that you all died by acid bath, or the place just blew up. She did mention that she did bad things to the place.))

[identity profile] wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 10:06 pm (UTC)(link)
*Rushes across the campus, stopping Beka and co before they reach the office*

Beka, I got your message about the raid. Yeah, we need ammo and munitions and whatnot... but the *principal's office*? I wouldn't go messing with her or her space if I were you. (But you being you, will probably ignore me). Look last night Phoebe was passing out weapons from the firing range. You might want to check there for what's left.

[identity profile] wraithbaitjohn.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 10:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Good. See what you can scare up. If you find a few extra clips for a P-90, you know where to find me. :)


[ooc: yeah, I know, you said you needed 'someone' to head you off... so... [g]]

Re: HEADING BACK

(Anonymous) 2005-09-24 11:03 pm (UTC)(link)
SWEETBREADSSSSS...I mean uh...BRAINSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSS

*lurch*

Re: HEADING BACK

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 11:06 pm (UTC)(link)
"Son of a bitch!" Rogue takes a shot at a zombie's head. "We need to get back to the library, NOW!" she yells.

Re: HEADING BACK

[identity profile] psycho-barbie.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 11:07 pm (UTC)(link)
*draws sword*

I love the smell of slaughter in the morning.

Re: HEADING BACK

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 11:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[[*loves also* I really need to rent the Xena DVDs...]]

Re: HEADING BACK

[identity profile] marieann-d.livejournal.com 2005-09-24 11:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Rogue takes another shot at another zombie, splaying its brains across the wall. She start to run, but she's a little off balance with all the ammo in her bag, so she can't get a shot off without stopping. "Goddamn it, Marie, why ya gotta be so damn small?!" she yells, at no one in particular.