Claire Redfield (iamrefuge) wrote in ridgewayresort, @ 2010-05-13 17:04:00 |
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Entry tags: | claire redfield, faith lehane, heather lisinski, pike, stephen strange jr., tallahassee |
Who: Claire Redfield and Pike, open to whoever else is burning the corpses.
When: Right after this.
Where: The field behind the grocery store.
What: Burning corpses.
It was over, for the most part. There were still a few of the shamblers out there, wandering around but since they were alone they were easy enough to kill. Easier than they had been when there were endless hoardes of them, anyway. Claire headed toward the store, knowing that she'd probably see Alexia Ashford's re-dead body again, but she didn't care. If they didn't burn these things? There was always a chance they could come back and she didn't want that anymore than the rest of them did.
The place looked almost normal now; cleaning up the streets and getting all the bodies out of the way had helped make the resort look a little less like Raccoon City. But it was a double edged sword because she wouldn't forget. As long as she was here, she'd walk down the street and remember being cornered by those damned things and almost being eaten or remember when she'd had to re-kill Alexia, Alfred and Wesker in a one-two-three punch of a blast from the past.
She hadn't gotten much sleep since this whole mess had started, but she figured that this whole corpse-burning endeavor here would be something of a catharsis for her, in a weird way. Proof that she had control over one thing in this stupid place. She rounded the grocery store to the back and was almost sick when she saw exactly how many of them there were laid out back there. How in the world had Heather done all this? She must have slept just as little as Claire had. If not less. Shaking her head, she wondered exactly how they were going to do this, without setting the whole field up.