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Tweak says, "Secret tunnel! Secret tunnel!"

vc_player_npc (vc_player_npc) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-09-05 16:15:00

Entry tags:

!shelved, chris halliwell, day 22, location: gym, npc

Day Twenty Two, Noon
Who: Zombie!Piper and OTA
What: Lunch, hopefully
Where: The Gym
When: Noon
Rating: PG-13
Status: Active

Piper Halliwell slowly emerged from the woods that encircled the little village of Vas, a low groan escaping her mouth as she spotted what used to be familiar buildings. The former witch was barely recognizable after her prolonged stay underground. Her skin was waxy and mottled with dirt and decay. Patches of her hair were missing and the parts that were still with her hung encrusted with dirt to her shoulders. Only her eyes, nose and mouth vaguely retained their shape under the grime and decomposition and even then they weren't the same. Her eyes lacked their usual intelligent spark, the left side of her nose was smashed in and her lips were cracked and parted as she moaned unintelligibly.

It was a good thing Piper had always been more practically driven than vain considering her current quest. Brains, that was what was on her mind, if not in it.

And it was brains that she was seeking as she moved jerkily forward in the darkness toward the square of the gym.

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vc_player_npc
2009-09-11 01:58 am UTC (link)

He pushed against her and she only held on tighter, the long unused sinew of her arms tightening to the breaking point. Then he fell backwards and even if she wanted to let go, which she didn't, Piper wouldn't have been able to move fast enough in her current state not to go down with him.

One leg folded unnaturally under her as she fell forward and when the world stopped moving she let go of his shirt and pulled herself forward. Fingers that were too soft and too caked in dirt stroked his face as she struggled to turn her head so that the hair in her face afforded viability. A moan of a question and then her eyes fell on a bit of exposed flesh. This time with no obstacle of height to overcome Piper sunk her teeth into the soft skin on the left side of his neck.

Warm blood trickled into Piper's mouth, but it was just an appetizer. It wasn't the main dish she was looking for. She gave a frustrated grunt and started pulled back to reconsider her attack plan.

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changethefuture
2009-09-11 03:48 am UTC (link)

The smell, the feel... it was sensory overload in the worst way. The mere weight on his chest made it hard to breathe, smell aside, and when he gave a half-hearted attempt at a push his fingers seemed to sink in and his whole body shuddered. Something soft touched his face and he instinctively jerked his head back, unintentionally exposing his neck more. His mind was torn between 'mom' and 'monster' but that all fell away as he felt intense pain at his neck.

The cry ripped from his mouth was as much pain as it was anguish and the thought flashed through his mind that he was about to die. Again. Well, that seemed to finally kick some of his instincts into gear.

Chris orbed without a conscious thought, something that tended to only happen in situations of extreme duress, his instincts sending him to the last place he considered safe: the gym. Whether he would remain there long, or whether the smell of his spilled blood would prove to make him easy to track, would have to be seen.

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