Practical Weaponry [Wednesday, Period Four]

[doubleohblonde]

Bond waited outside of the Danger Shop until all of his class had arrived. When they went inside, the room had taken on the appearance of a city devoid of life and eerily silent.

"I do hope you all remembered your zombie plans from our first class," Bond said from the doorway, checking his watch. "Since the zombie apocalypse and your final are both scheduled to start in about five minutes. Anyone who's still alive at the end of the class passes. That is unless you managed to cause the undeath of a classmate in the process, in which case you fail. Have fun."

With that he locked the door of the Danger Shop behind them. A faint groaning could be heard in the distance.

[ooc: wait for ocd up and craving spicy brains.]

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Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

There's more and larger debris in these, and even some discarded weapons of the fire-axe and baseball bat variety, but most of them are dead ends and those weapons were discarded for a reason.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Having retreated down an alley after hearing and seeing some zombies (and cursing his stupidity at hiding in an alley), Hannibal did pick up a baseball bat. He knew it wouldn't be handy for the most part but it was something and he could at least chuck it at zombies as means of diversion.

He really wished the baseball bat was on fire or something.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

Just then, a pair of zombies shuffled past the mouth of the alley, groaning softly.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Hannibal stuck close to the wall, trying not to even breathe when he saw that. God, they were ugly bastards.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

One of the zombies turned its head slowly, making a gargling wheezing sound as it sniffed the air.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Oh goddammit, he'd forgotten they could smell things. So, he knew he could either run now and hope they weren't fast or stay here and hoped that the zombie was smelling like bacon or something.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

"Braaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaains."

That would be a no on the bacon.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[decoder-rings.livejournal.com]

Right. Time to run. Baseball bat in hand, Hannibal took off down the opposite way, hoping this didn't end like the movies did. He didn't need to run into a dead end.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

"BRAIIIIIIIIIIIIIINS!"

The zombies started picking up speed as they lurched after Hannibal.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Yay baseball bat! Even if it was splintered. Still worth something. Dinah took a moment, then held the bat with one hand, the torch in the other, and kept going.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

Without warning, there came a shuffle-thump from further down the alley.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Crap! Dinah used her own strength, and then her TK, to shove an abandoned dumpster down the alley, then turned to ruuuuuun.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

The zombie started lurching towards Dinah, only to go flying backwards as the dumpster hit it. Undeterred, it stood back up and started lurching again, a bit slower this time.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[blondecanary.livejournal.com]

Dinah was booking back to the main thoroughfare as fast as she could, and started looking for something to climb over or through that would slow down the zombie. Thank you, parkour class a few weeks ago. Staying to fight it when she didn't know how many there were would be just dumb.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[doubleohblonde]

The zombie let out a sad little "braaaaaaaaaains" as Dinah sped out of its reach.

Re: Alleys - PW [Week 7]

[weetinyreese.livejournal.com]

The thing about alleyways, especially ones with debris, was that it was easier to scramble up to get a hold of one of the fire escape ladders. It took two attempts, and a reasonable amount of noise, but he managed to haul himself up. Kyle didn't waste any time waiting to be attacked or to see if any zombies had been attracted by the noise. He was already scurrying up the flights of external metal stairs, trying not to put too much pressure on areas that might have been weak. It didn't take him long to reach the roof.