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Damien Thorn ([info]damien_thorn) wrote in [info]aiodeoffcampus,
@ 2008-04-02 02:59:00

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Entry tags:damien thorn, jem barone, z-day

Who: Damien and Jem.
What: Having not-so-normal fun!
When: Night.
Where: Behind the apartment building.
Rating: R.
Status: Incomplete.


After talking to Jem, Damien wasted no time and sneaking out. He hated this whole lockdown thing and had been pretty bored ever since it started. All he did so far was talk to Forman, texted Mark, and surf the web (or rather, look at pornagraphy), read a couple books, and done all of his homework, but he grew bored of doing all of that after awhile. So he was glad for something else to do besides stay put in his dorm room.

He went over to the window and climbed out of it. Knocking on Forman's window a few times as he went by just to scare his dorm neighbour, he then started heading towards the apartment building where Jem said she was. He ran along the darkened streets, and somehow managed to find a gun and some bullets lying around. It wasn't anything special - just a typical handgun, but he didn't mind just as long as he had a gun to shoot the zombies with.

Finally making it to the apartments without getting injured and shooting a couple zombies on the way, he began looking around for Jem.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 07:15 am UTC (link)
Throughout the entire outbreak, Jem hadn't listened to any sort of lockdown business whatsoever. She couldn't be killed or infected, and she was just having too much fun going around and killing those undead creatures without any fear of consequences. Somehow, she'd managed to come up with an idea if she were to be caught by someone who would try to get her inside, telling them she'd lost her way and had been fighting for her life ever since. That hadn't happened yet, though, and she really didn't expect it to.

She felt horrible when she saw Damien's message about being bored. Someone like him should have been enjoying this time, too! He shouldn't have been holed up like a prisoner. So she was looking forward to seeing him, both because she missed and liked him, as well as the fact that it was a shame to have someone so bloodthirsty missing out on this.

Gunshots rang through the night air, and somehow, Jem knew it was Damien approaching. She grinned to herself as she sat on the back stoop of her apartment building, the small alleyway filled with the stench of blood and decay. A mutilated zombie was splayed out on the concrete in front of her, twitching and gurgling as she stabbed it over and over again with the points of her scissors. She'd already cut off it's legs and arms, so it's torso and head could do nothing but lie there and squirm.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-02 07:44 am UTC (link)
Damien also had similiar plan to Jem's if he got caught and was forced to go back to the dorms. But hopefully that wasn't going to happen anytime soon. And it didn't really matter to him. If someone did find him and tell him to go to a safer place, there was a good ninety-nine percent chance that he'd end up killing that person.

He walked towards the alleyway, shooting random zombies in the head as he approached Jem. "Having fun?" he asked, smiling a normal smile as he watched her.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 07:49 am UTC (link)
She was almost playful in regards to Damien while she purposely kept her gaze from flicking up to him, keeping her attention solely on the half-dead/undead zombie that was lying in a bloody slump at her feet.

"Mmhmm," she purred, nudging the points of the blades between two ribs, elicting a squelching sound as the metal sunk into the rotting flesh. "Come look!" She held out a hand for him to take in a bit of a childish motion, wanting him to sit by her.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-02 08:07 am UTC (link)
"Okay," he said as he walked up to her, listening to the noise she was making with her scissors. It was definitely a welcoming change to the rock music he had been listening to on his iPod earlier. Not that he didn't enjoy rock music, of course, but this was a little better. Not to mention there was blood involved.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 08:15 am UTC (link)
Jem was already thoroughly covered in blood, having been splattered with it numerous times in the past few days. Even though it wasn't exactly the cleanest of situations to be in, she'd done her best in keeping herself groomed without removing the blood from her clothes. She wanted it to stay there for as long as possible. It almost felt like home to her, being coated with the red, sticky substance. It clung to her shirt and jeans, stained her hands and slightly matted her dark hair. She loved it, though.

She sat close to him, watching the scissors with a fond smile before she looked over at Damien with the same expression. "Do you want to try them?"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-02 08:27 am UTC (link)
He gently wiped off some blood off her face and stuck his finger in his mouth, savouring the taste of blood for a few moments. He was a bit surprised by her question.

Licking the rest of the blood off, he pulled his finger out of his mouth. "Really? I can try it?" he asked. He didn't really think she'd let anyone else use her scissors. Even if they'd only met once before, he could tell they were special to her, and he wouldn't be surprised if she changed her mind.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 08:37 am UTC (link)
Jem giggled as he swiped a bit of blood off of her face, watching as he licked his finger clean before looking quite surprised at her question. With good reason, too. Jem was extremely protective of those scissors, feeling as though they were a sibling or a child, someone very close to her heart. A sure sign of her insanity, yes, but also a sign of just how desperate for companionship she was. Her childish, sometimes innocent appearance and behavior wasn't just a guise, after all.

"Well, for a little bit," she replied almost sheepishly. "While we're right here, it's okay. Just...be careful?"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-02 08:45 am UTC (link)
"Don't worry, I'll be careful. I'll just kill one zombie than give it back to, okay?" he said, giving her a small grin.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 08:51 am UTC (link)
Jem nodded after a brief moment, closing the scissors and gingerly handing them over with a return smile. "It's much better than being cooped up," she explained.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-02 09:57 am UTC (link)
After putting his gun down beside on the other side of him, he took the scissors from Jem and stood up, opening them. Then he headed towards the nearest zombie, and started cutting of its head. It fell towards Damien, so when the blood that squirted out of its neck, it landed on him. Not that he minded of course. The corpse started to twitch a little, so he finished it off by cutting and stabbing it over and over again randomly, causing blood to fly everywhere.

Once he was finished, he closed the scissors back up and headed back towards Jem, holding it for her to take back. "It's definitely better," he nodded in agreement, sitting back down next to her.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-02 04:59 pm UTC (link)
Jem's almost docile nature all of a sudden turned into extreme interest. She'd never seen anyone else use those scissors except for herself, and she'd never seen anyone else aside from her and her brother use scissors at all. It was almost strange to see, but also quite alluring to all of her senses.

She watched intently as Damien used those precious scissors of hers to cut off a nearby zombie's head, then stabbed it over and over after it had fallen to the ground.

Giggling raucously, she took the scissors back and settled them between her knees, propping them up against her while Damien sat down again. "That was amazing!" she squeaked, leaning against him and pressing the side of her face to his blood-soaked shoulder. "And now you look like you should. Just wait until you're covered in it like me!"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-03 02:34 am UTC (link)
"Yep, told you it was," he replied, smirking down at her, remembering that he had used the same compliment after witnessing her use the scissors to cut a guy in half in the woods a couple weeks before. And it was true, those scissors were quite amazing.

He nodded, picking the gun back up. "And I can't wait. But we have plenty of time for that," he said, absentmindedly twirling the gun with his hand. The gun was loaded and would fire if he accidentally pulled the trigger, but that didn't seem to bother him one bit.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-03 03:59 am UTC (link)
Jem watched the gun as Damien twirled it, her eyes dancing with excitement, then she giggled and stood suddenly, taking one of his hands in her own with her scissors tightly grasped in the other.

"Come on, then!" she squeaked with a grin, pulling him to his feet and down the alley towards the open street. There weren't anymore zombies in the alley itself, but there were plenty where she was practically dragging him to. "Let's get you nice and bloody, hmm?" Another giggle. "You look much better like that, even if you look just fine now."

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-03 06:50 am UTC (link)
All of a sudden, Damien felt himself being pulled up. He hadn't exactly been expecting that - although with Jem, he did a little - and nearly pulled the trigger. But luckily for either of them, he had quick reflexes and was able to avoid shooting the gun off by accident. That made him glad, not because he didn't want to accidentally shoot himself or Jem (he didn't really care if he did or not), but more because he didn't want to waste his bullets.

"Okay," he grinned, allowing her to drag him to wherever she was taking him. He never had anyone suggest to him to get blood on himself, and that made him like Jem more.

Once they were on the street, he immediately spotted a small group of zombies. It took them a few moments to realize that Jem and Damien were there, and they slowly started to make their way towards them until they were a few inches away. Most people would've ran away by now. But instead, Damien just raised the gun and fired, shooting one in the head, causing blood and bits of skull and rotting flesh to fly out. The zombie fell to the ground, and even though it was pretty much dead, Damien still shot at it a couple more times. This caused more blood to fly out and land on his jeans, staining them.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-03 07:01 am UTC (link)
Jem was very glad to see Damien's grin, and it only caused her to grin even wider in return, pulling him along until they exited the alley and emerged onto the street.

There was no one else around aside from them and the zombies, and Jem liked it that way. They could do whatever they wanted without consequences, even though that wouldn't have mattered, anyway. The two of them did whatever they wanted regardless.

While Damien went about shooting the zombies, Jem went onto the next one, stumbling along nearby. She giggled and shouted out nonsense as she sliced into the gaping flesh, stabbing moreso than cutting or snipping. She liked a bit of diversity. Her manner of killing was obviously less precise than a gun, and so her handiwork caused her entire front to become soaked with crimson blood. Her face became stained with it, as well, only her eyes and a bit of her mouth visible.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-03 08:04 am UTC (link)
Damien turned to watch Jem stab the zombie with an amused look. She had gotten a lot more blood on herself than Damien did, but that didn't really matter to him. To get a lot more blood on himself, that would mean having to kill a lot more zombies. And that was perfectly okay to him.

Of course, he still wouldn't mind getting more blood on himself quicker. So while he continued to shoot another zombie and staining his clothes with a little more blood, he looked around for something that could be used as an improvised weapon. He managed to spot a piece of wood that had some glass from a window sticking out of it in sharp, jaggedy edges. After shooting the zombie dead, he put the gun in his pocket and went to get the piece of wood. Once he returned, he began to stab a zombie in the back repeatedly with the sharp edge of the glass, this time getting a lot more blood on himself than he had when using the gun. But he still liked the gun so he decided to keep it and only use it to kill the zombies for good.

So after he finished stabbing the zombie, he took the gun back out and shot it in the head. Then he went on to the next zombie.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-03 08:12 am UTC (link)
In the meantime, Jem had been busying herself with her own work, stabbing and snipping and cutting until blood was spurting like raindrops over her head. It was as if she'd taken a shower in blood, with her clothes clinging to every curve of her body and her hair flattened right against her head. It was an eerie, disturbing scene, especially since without her scissors and bloody appearance, Jem looked perfectly normal, innocent even.

After taking care of her little group, which had consisted of four zombies, Jem gave a sigh of contentment and satisfaction before turning to watch Damien. He was good with the gun, yes, but she enjoyed watching him use the wood and glass combination the best. The ripping sound the flesh made as the jagged glass tore through it delighted her.

"You're doing better," she called to him, moving back to his side and holding the scissors point down against the ground in front of her. "You're much bloodier!"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-03 08:56 am UTC (link)
Damien continued to stab and slash at the zombie with the wood-and-glass weapon. If there was one thing he was good at, it was making improvized weapons. Although he did favour his switchblade like Jem did her scissors, he also used anything he could get his hands on to kill someone - even a thick, hardcover book. He had once bludgeoned a couple people to death using one before. But that girl in the library was pissing him off and asking for it.

Well, no, not really. He just wanted to kill her for fun.

He finished stabbing the zombie, which was so cut up that the head had came off and the rest of its body was almost in little chunks and pieces, so there was no need to shoot it this time. But Damien did manage to get a lot more blood on himself, and was now completely soaked in it. Not as much as Jem, but that was because she'd been killing zombies longer than he had.

He turned to his side to look at Jem. "Mmhmm. And it feels so good too," he replied. Well, when did it never?

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-03 11:33 am UTC (link)
"Does it?" she asked with a rather coy expression and tone, as if she had no idea just how good it could feel to be covered with warm, sticky, copper-scented blood. It made her giddy to even think about, let alone to actually feel it everywhere on her body. "Well...how good does it feel?"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-04 04:26 am UTC (link)
"Very good," he replied as he flicked some blood off the piece of glass.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-04 05:13 am UTC (link)
Jem giggled quietly, biting her bottom lip and easing her arms around his middle, minding the wood and the glass he was holding. Killing made her giddy to begin with, but this whole situation was just over the top and made her feel more excited than she ever had in her entire existance.

"Know what feels even better, though...?"

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-05 10:00 am UTC (link)
He glanced down at her. "No, what?" he asked, although he knew perfectly well what she meant.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-05 02:24 pm UTC (link)
Jem gave him a look, one that clearly told him she knew that he knew perfectly well what she was talking about. She was smirking playfully at the same time, however, not really irritated in the least.

"You know..." she replied slowly, bringing one hand around to tap his bottom lip.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-06 05:57 pm UTC (link)
"Hm ... no. I think you should tell me." Then he lowered himself and whispered in her ear. "Or show me."

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-06 07:08 pm UTC (link)
Jem giggled again, this time a bit more quietly, before looking over shoulder at the zombies that were still shuffling along further down the street. It was a giddy environment for her, and giddiness always seemed to lead to...other thought processes.

"I could show you," she mumbled, nuzzling underneath his chin and inhaling the copper scent he was wearing now that he was coated with blood. "The zombies might like it, too." Another giggle, and she nipped at the flesh of his throat.

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[info]damien_thorn
2008-04-07 01:23 am UTC (link)
He too glanced at the zombies before turning back to Jem, smirking. He'd never done this before, with the girl covered in blood and all. Well ... he had, but unlike Jem, the other girls weren't so willing.

He let her continue before stopping her, lifting her chin with his finger so that she was looking up at him. Then he pressed his lips against hers, then started to nibble gently on her bottom lip.

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[info]scissorwoman
2008-04-07 01:31 am UTC (link)
Jem's dark eyes were flashing with excitement and arousal, her lips pulled back into a feisty grin when he lifted her chin up to look at him. Her heart was hammering away, her head spinning with the scent and sight of blood, as well.

Kissing him back was no difficult task, Jem having been wanting to do it since the day she met him. Then, however, it had simply been a delight to kill with him, but now, she just wanted to go further and have the most fun possible.

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