Judy Hopps (fluffy_cop) wrote in valarlogs, @ 2018-09-13 00:24:00 |
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Entry tags: | !complete, judy hopps, will gorski |
Who: Will & Judy
What: Zombie attack
When: Backdated August 5th
Where: Downtown Irvine
Rating: Lowish
Status: Complete!
This was day three of the onslaught and Judy was running on little sleep and a lot of coffee. She was beginning to worry her nerves might be shot, not a good situation to be in when you were preparing for anything at this point. Judy didn’t know there were so many variations of demons, but she felt like she was starting to understand the tactics to bring each kind down. She only prayed her endurance didn’t fail her now.
She had had a fairly quiet trip back into the precinct, only having a run in with those tiny, nasty little buggers that could swarm someone if they weren’t careful. She flopped down at her desk, ripping open a small pack of baby carrots. She needed to be alert for their next round and she had only had a bowl of cereal this morning. Any energy would be welcome now. She sighed and stared up at the ceiling. Maybe she should just camp out at the department tonight. If she had to go out and deal with those creatures while she was working, darnit if she would deal with them once she was off.
She glanced over her desk towards Will, stifling a laugh to see him completely passed out. His head was thrown back, his arms crossed in front of his chest. Hopefully he had been like this for awhile ‘cause they were due for patrol soon. She picked up a carrot and tossed it at him.
“Will!” Another carrot. “Will!” Carrot. “WILL! Wake up, we gotta go soon!”
There had never been a time in Will’s life when he thought that police work was easy. He’d grown up with a police officer father, and so he’d seen the toll the job took on someone first hand. Still, he had never once thought that it would be like this. He was exhausted. He’d been getting very little sleep, spending the majority of the days on patrol, eating only when he had time to shove a bagel or a doughnut in his mouth, and he’d been getting very little rest even when he went home to sleep - it was hard to sleep when he knew what was going on outside.
He jerked awake, and muttered “I’m awake,” his voice still thick with sleep. His eyes opened, and he stared, confused for a moment, at the baby carrots that were spread across his desk. “Were you just throwing carrots at me?” he asked, confused, as he popped one into his mouth.
“Yeah, I thought you could use a little boost.” She gave him a tired smile, stretching her arms above her head, before standing up. “Do you wanna start the drive or would you like me to?” She hesitated, giving him another look. “Actually, I take it back. I’ll take the first shift, you look like you could use the sleep in between.” She doubted they’d be able to have too much downtime, but she was willing to give him as much time as possible.
Will gathered the rest of the carrots on his desk and stood, eating them one by one. “I’m fine,” he assured Judy. “I got plenty of sleep.” Or, well, forty-five minutes, according to the clock on the wall, but that was still more than enough. “Though if you wanted to drive first, I wouldn’t say no.”
She glanced at the small handful of carrots he had and grabbed two more packs. “Here,” she said, tossing one at him. “Maybe we’ll see if Baxter’s will open for us to give us a caffeine run!” She grinned as they headed towards the car, Judy jumping into the driver’s seat.
They didn’t venture out too far until they came across their first attack. Judy had steeled herself against the strange creatures, but these were something else.
They looked like they were human, except the way they moved. It looked unnatural. Judy was trying to determine how they could look so fluid and stiff at the same time, when she realized what she was looking at.
“Cheese ‘n rice, are those zombies?”
“I could go for that. Maybe a couple doughnuts too.” Carrots were fine, but they weren’t exactly filling in the same way doughnuts were. Sure, it was mostly empty calories, but it was better than nothing.
Will couldn’t help but stare at the shambling dead as they came toward them. “I thought they were demons,” he muttered, but those definitely looked like zombies.
“Yeah, I thought they were demons too, but these guys look completely new.” Judy squinted over the steering wheel at the lumbering creatures and pursed her lips together, trying to think of an action plan. So far these guys just looked like they were...searching. She didn’t really wanna think about what they were searching for and glanced at her partner.
“Bowling for zombies?” She revved the engine causing a few of them to look their way. She was shocked to see how fast they moved and stomped on the gas, flinging them forwards towards the oncoming wave. “You’re buckled, right?” Shoulda checked in with that earlier.
The first wave hit their car, but they probably only ran over a couple. The others clung to it, hitting the window. Judy slammed on the brakes and watched as they were flung off. “Alright, plan B, plan B…” She looked at Will. “Any ideas?”
If Will hadn’t been buckled in before Judy gunned it, he would have quickly done so then. He braced for impact, and before he could so much as raise a protest, they hit their first zombie. He frowned, then pulled his gun out of his holster and checked to make sure it was loaded, though he’d done the same at the station. With how tired he was, it was better to be safe than sorry.
“Just one,” he said, and flung open the door, knocking one of the zombies flat on it’s back. “We should look for cover,” he said, shooting it, and shooting more as they shambled toward them.
Of course, of course it had to be that idea. But, she soon followed, kicking back a zombie and trying hard not to squeal with disgust. It couldn’t be helped. “Ugh, this isn’t like a video game!” She took a headshot at one, turning her back so she didn’t have to see it crumple to the ground. They were disgusting, but there was still something a bit human about them that still freaked Judy out. She glanced around for cover, spotting an alleyway with two awnings on either side.
“Will!” She called at him, nodding her head towards it. “We can cover each other and keep an eye on the street!”
Will gave her a sharp nod to show that he understood, and followed her toward the mouth of the alley way, backing toward it more than anything out of a hesitation to turn his back to these guys. Finally, they were in the relative safety of the alleyway, and he took a breath, lowering his gun to the ground though he still kept both hands firmly on the handle. “Do you think these can turn people?” he asked.
Judy hadn’t even thought of that and glanced at him, a bit of worry in her eyes. “I dunno,” she said honestly, glancing back out at the street and thankful to see that it was empty at the moment. “I don’t wanna take a chance though.” She took the quiet moment to reload her gun, checking her supply and prepping the necessary rounds for later, in case they ran into an ambush. She glanced back out at the street, her eyes growing wide as she saw someone walking around out there.
“Damnit,” she muttered under her breath, the most she came to swearing nowadays. She glanced around and back at Will. “Cover me while I try and get that civilian out of here?”
Will frowned. A big part of him would have rather had Judy cover him while he jumped into the fray, not because he didn’t think that Judy could do it herself, but because he would rather be the one putting himself in danger than letting someone else do it.
But despite only having been at the IPD for a few weeks, he already knew how some of the other cops treated Judy for her small stature and, no doubt, because of her gender, and so he bit back his protests and nodded. “I’ve got your back,” he assured her.
She nodded her head before ducking out and running behind the line of parked cars. It was the perfect barricade and she was able to get fairly close to the civilian before she had to stop and think of her next move. She peered from around the corner of the car, glancing to see where the zombies were. They seemed preoccupied with…something, enough that Judy turned to see why this stupid person was standing in the middle of the street. She frowned; the woman looked like she was in a daze. She seemed to be staring at one of the shop windows, but her eyes seemed unfocused and her head tilted to the side. If Judy didn’t know any better, she would have thought she was a zombie as well.
She moved out, her stance still crouched, her hands wrapped around her gun and pointing at the ground. “Ma’am?” The woman continued to stare, no indication that she had heard Judy. As she got closer, she reached out, her hand brushing against the woman’s arm.
She let out a howling scream, one that made Judy instinctively bring her arms up, aiming the gun at the woman. She began to sob, sinking to her knees and cradling herself. Judy could only imagine what she was reacting to.
She didn’t have long dwell on that however, as the scream had caught the attention of the zombies down the road. “Cheese and rice,” she muttered, moving to wrap the woman’s arm around her shoulder. “C’mon ma’am, you need to help me!” She glanced up as the zombies began to sprint towards them.
The woman’s scream sent a chill down Will’s spine, and he frowned over at them, wondering exactly what was happening there. But his attention was drawn again to the mob of zombies, and he fired indiscriminately into it. A few of the zombies fell, but it became pretty clear that he wasn’t going to be able to take them all out before the swarmed the two women, especially not if Judy wasn’t going to leave the woman behind.
“Fuck,” Will cursed, jamming another clip into his gun and running out, firing as he went. Aiming wasn’t that important when there was so many there. He made it to the two of them, and put the woman’s other arm around his shoulders, still firing. “Let’s fucking go,” he swore, moving to the nearest building, a hardware shop, and hoping the door was still unlocked.
Judy was about to argue against Will running out to help, but she realized that this wasn’t the moment to do it. With his help, they were able to get the woman back towards the alley, Judy unceremoniously dumping her on the ground to aim and shoot at the onslaught that was following after them. “Do you think we’ll be able to get back to the car?” she asked, firing at two zombies before pausing to reload a new clip. She glanced back at the woman, now huddled and rocking back and forth.
“Maybe this time I’ll cover you?” She gave him an ‘I’m sorry’ look. The woman was difficult enough to try and manage, let alone help carry her weight.
Will glanced at the woman, still not doing anything to help save herself. The shock of it all must have been too much for her, and he would have felt bad for her if it wasn’t putting all of them in danger. He nodded. They’d be able to move faster if Will carried the woman, so he holstered his gun. “You take point,” he said, and then with a muttered apology, hefted the woman onto his shoulders in a fireman’s carry, though she barely seemed to notice.
Judy nodded in agreement, setting up to shoot a few more rounds so they had a nice opening to try and make it to the car. “Go go go!” She watched as Will went out with the woman across his shoulders, quickly following after him, only stopping to shoot down a few zombies that were in pursuit. “Damn, why are these things so fast??” Judy gave another shot and ran out, reaching into her belt to get another clip. They were so close to the car, she could hold them off just a bit longer.
“C’mon, c’mon, c’mon,” she muttered, firing another shot and running after Will. She passed him to open up the back door so he could fling the woman in the backseat. She jumped into the driver’s seat, revving the engine as if to scare the rest off. “I’m guessing we’re gonna run from this one?” She glanced at Will before putting the car in reverse, turning around to watch the road behind her. “Watch my 12?”
“Running sounds like a good idea,” Will said. He hadn’t seen too many other civilians around the area, so sticking around just seemed like asking for trouble. He’d signed up to the police force to solve crimes and save people, not to spend his afternoons demon-and-zombie hunting. Maybe moving to California wasn’t such a good idea after all.
He watched through the front windshield as Judy moved backwards. “Alright, we’re clear out front,” he said. “Gun it. Let’s get this woman to a hospital.” Apart from that, he didn’t really know what to do with her.