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Vas Captio Mods (vas_captio_mod) wrote in vas_captio_rpg,
@ 2009-06-08 15:47:00

Entry tags:

!complete, day 10, laura moon, location: pharmacy/liquor store, open, remy lebeau

Day 10: Pharmacy/Liquor Store - 1:15pm
Who: OTA
What: Seven point five
When: 1:15pm - 5:00pm
Where: Pharmacy/Liquor Store
Rating: TBA
Status: Active

The sun was shining high in the sky and a gentle breeze stroked the leaves of the trees, making them, along with the severed stub of rope on the clock face from the day previous sway lazily. It was quiet. Perhaps it was too quiet, for the lack of birds chirping or insects buzzing.

All in all, the day was one of the most pleasant as of yet for the bulk of the involuntary residents of Vas Captio, save, of course, the heat. Maybe it was a bit too hot to be entirely comfortable.

It started small, as most things do. Bottles of liquor rattled on shelves. Pills chuttered in the bottles of medication waiting to create prescriptions. Newspaper rustled on the front counter and then all fell quiet.

Then, as if giant feet had decided to play soccer within the store, some of the shelves of liquor and bottles of medicine rocked and fell. The sound of shattering glass was drowned out by the roar of one of the outer walls cracking in half and falling outward into the street. The roof split with the screeching of metal beams, rusted metal bars wrenching free and slicing downward into the shelves that were still upright. Anyone in their path would be knocked down and skewered before being buried beneath falling shelves of breaking liquor bottles or exploding containers of pills or possibly corrosive liquids.

As the rest of the roof came crashing down, anyone inside would be trapped in a near lethal cloud of alcohol and cleaning fluid as it pools on the floor of the store. Any pills that have exploded from the bottles will combine with the mess on the floor and also add to the dangerous concoction which will be as volatile a danger as a leaking gas main to anyone who is in this building.

Vas Captio was still, again, and silent once more.

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spitandviolets
2009-06-14 10:41 pm UTC (link)

That jab definitely did not go unnoticed, and her eyes closed tightly, driving the glass that pinned one of them shut a little deeper into her eyeball. He was one of the first people to ever go there. "I am not a zombie," she said plainly, bluntly, and in a monotone that made it beautifully ironic. "That word is ridiculous. Zombies don't think. Zombies don't have superhuman speed and strength. Zombies aren't the reanimated remains of somebody's late wife with her personality and memories still intact. Zombies don't want to be alive again. All that zombies want is to eat brains and lumber around. I do not think that I exhibit any of the characteristics of a zombie. In fact, the only thing that a zombie and I have in common is the unlikely trait that we were once alive, then we were dead, and we're up and moving around once more."

Her hand slipped into what remained of her pocket. Jay had thought she was good looking, but he didn't know that she was dead at all. He hated her now that she hung around with L. L loved her and thought she was the most beautiful woman on earth, but he had been routinely chemically castrated up until about two weeks ago. He wasn't, necessarily, one of the best people to convince a gal that she was good looking. And here Gambit was, seeing her at her very worse. Coughing up maggots and working the night shift at a gas station in the Florida panhandle hadn't been this bad. Yet he thought that she was pretty, beautiful and terrifying. Had she known his thoughts, she would have tried to convince him otherwise, just like she did with L every time he told her that she was good looking. After all, the living needed to fancy the living. It would all be easier if she was alone and lonely in the end, and people needed to be with other living people.

"L and I...have a bit of a complicated situation. Technically I am still married to a man named Shadow back where I come from, though he doesn't want anything to do with me now that I'm...me. I met L when I got here. My arm got taken off by a puma that I went out into the forest alone to kill. He stapled it back on for me. We've been partners around this place ever since. It's better to travel in pairs, after all, especially when one of them doesn't need to sleep or eat or even blink. Um...we got snowed into the pharmacy there - I was living in the beer cooler and using the remnant cool air to keep myself from decomposing - and some things happened. I was a bit of a slut when I was alive, and I guess that old habits die hard. I never learn, even when sex kills me. Go figure. We became intimate, though I am not certain that he loves me, though he says that he does. I believe, one day, he will meet a living girl that strikes his fancy much more. And I will not stop him, though I feel very...protective of him. I...do not know if I would consider him my boyfriend. I'm not sure if that is really a term that someone in my situation could use. We're partners. And, if it is at all possible, he is going to find some way to bring me back to life." She paused, a wicked grin crossing her face. "Hopefully it isn't today. Don't think it'd last long or do much for me if I came back looking like this." Laura loved irony and dark humor.

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