Dana (damaged_) wrote in zombielandlogs, @ 2018-09-16 23:34:00 |
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Entry tags: | buffy verse: dana, buffy verse: spike |
Characters: Dana and Spike
Location: Woods
Time: Tonight
Warnings: A zombie death, otherwise tbd
Summary: Dana and Spike stumble across one another in the woods
Status: In Progress | Closed
It was getting harder for Dana to take care of herself on her own. She could protect herself easily from the dead things that wandered the woods. She could defend the home that she had made for herself from other intruders. (She hadn't encountered any yet, but it wasn't something she worried about in her more lucid moments, anyway.) The problem that Dana was having was getting food.
She now understood better what she was. As a Slayer, she was supposed to protect people from the things that would kill them. The things she saw told her that. So she wasn't entirely willing to attack other survivors in the houses that she had seen nearby for their food. Many of the empty homes had already been raided, but she had found things to eat here and there. It wasn't enough, though.
Hunger was gnawing at her. That was part of what had driven her out tonight. She'd managed to find a can of peaches earlier today, but she'd already eaten that. It hadn't been enough. She also felt the need to hunt, although not for food. She needed to kill the dead things.
Kill the zombies.
Bash their brains in.
Don't get bitten.
It was harder for her to think as she got hungrier, moving more on pure instinct. She had found a lone zombie tonight, attacking it with a steel bar that she had recently found, bashing its head until it was nothing more than mush. There would likely be more zombies nearby. More things to slay.