Fourth File. [ frontdated to September 18th, after Deadpool's entry. ]
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[ Anyone who's looking for Diana at 913 Bilko Boulevard won't find her there. She's hit the streets, running as far as she can with a butcher knife in her hands. She knows she's not a fighter, but rather a thinker, but she's willing to sacrifice the thinking aspect for her natural instincts. And those very same natural instincts will come in handy. She cuts through a few of them until she reaches 848 Goldberg Street. Through her note taking, she had a sneaking suspicion that this house had something special. So, she runs through the yard and goes over to the shed.
She opens the door to the shed and takes a moment to breathe before walking inside, closing the door behind her. The floor drops about seven feet underground to where she ungracefully falls right on her backside. She makes a little grunting noise and shakes her head before getting up. Okay, she was right. This place does have stuff in it.
She takes note of the rifles, pistols and all of the weapons stored inside of it before finding an area to sit down in. Now was the time to protect those that she actually gives a damn about. ]
[ Phone | Filtered from drones. Filtered to her friends/housemates. ]
I urge those who can hear this to come to the shed on 848 Goldberg Street. You will be protected from the infestation outside, so you needn't worry about that.
Don't go ahead and win the Darwin Award, too. If I'm offering you protection, please take me up on it. If you don't, then please do go ahead and win the Darwin Award.
Thank you.
( OOC: For the action part, if you want your character to join her in the shed/underground bunker, go ahead. As far as the phone's concerned, if your character has gotten along with Diana, then the message is filtered to them! We can always segue into action later.
She'll also probably be in the shed as long as the event's going on, droning or no droning, too. )
[ Anyone who's looking for Diana at 913 Bilko Boulevard won't find her there. She's hit the streets, running as far as she can with a butcher knife in her hands. She knows she's not a fighter, but rather a thinker, but she's willing to sacrifice the thinking aspect for her natural instincts. And those very same natural instincts will come in handy. She cuts through a few of them until she reaches 848 Goldberg Street. Through her note taking, she had a sneaking suspicion that this house had something special. So, she runs through the yard and goes over to the shed.
She opens the door to the shed and takes a moment to breathe before walking inside, closing the door behind her. The floor drops about seven feet underground to where she ungracefully falls right on her backside. She makes a little grunting noise and shakes her head before getting up. Okay, she was right. This place does have stuff in it.
She takes note of the rifles, pistols and all of the weapons stored inside of it before finding an area to sit down in. Now was the time to protect those that she actually gives a damn about. ]
[ Phone | Filtered from drones. Filtered to her friends/housemates. ]
I urge those who can hear this to come to the shed on 848 Goldberg Street. You will be protected from the infestation outside, so you needn't worry about that.
Don't go ahead and win the Darwin Award, too. If I'm offering you protection, please take me up on it. If you don't, then please do go ahead and win the Darwin Award.
Thank you.
( OOC: For the action part, if you want your character to join her in the shed/underground bunker, go ahead. As far as the phone's concerned, if your character has gotten along with Diana, then the message is filtered to them! We can always segue into action later.
She'll also probably be in the shed as long as the event's going on, droning or no droning, too. )

Action A Go Go
As if luck his luck was turning up he spotted a shed, it would have to due. He quickly opened it and not watching his first step proceeded to fall down the rest of the way.]
Ow, that was not the most hard boiled styled entrance.
[It took a second, but he soon realized he was not alone, he quickly got up and dusted himself down. Before giving a gentlemen like introduction.]
Hello there Miss, I'd say its a pleasure, but with how things are that isn't the case.
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State your name.
[ She's not the most trusting of individuals, unfortunately. ]
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He held his hands up, he didn't really feel like being stabbed.]
Hidari Shotaro, detective. I was just out trying to find information, and then this happened. Place is just mysteries on mysteries.
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Diana Ethelbert, Western order. You haven't been bitten by one of the zombies, have you?
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Right to point, reminds me of my partner. To answer your question, no; they would have to be a lot better to catch me.
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I don't know. Zombies can be competent if they wish. [ And that's a little light shrug your way. ]
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[Susan is closely examining the class roster in her hands as she pops into appearance behind Diana.]
Oh. Gonnes. I suppose you couldn't find anything else?
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It seems like the safest point to me.
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phone ;
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So don't worry about us. Dexter wouldn't let anything happen.
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Almost as though she's escorting the younger girl. Once she makes it to the shed, that's when Rin really makes her intent clear. Not following her, she moves to the doors, placing her hands upon them. Within seconds, she's reinforced them to be much stronger.
Just in case any zombies decide to try to swarm the door. The metal wasn't going to wear under most pressure, oh no. Rin steps back to admire her handiwork, knowing it was as tough as titanium now. ]
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Once they're to the shed, she places her hands to her knees and takes a breather. Her endurance is pretty shoddy, unfortunately. ]
T-Thank you, Miss Tohsaka. Your effort is appreciated.
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[ Standing tall near her, she doesn't seem to be in any hurry to leave. After all, she must ensure her survival for as long as she can. Even if she must leave shortly after, the least she can do is spare some time until she's inside. ]
Will you need food and water?
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[ Once Diana gets her bearings back, she straightens herself and nods a bit. She hasn't seen the interior of the shed, so she doesn't know what it has, so it's best to be prepared instead of going through this without adequate supplies. ]
Enough for five days. Do you wish to work out a sort of code so that I know you're there?
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White Dragon Lightning!
[There's a bright flash and if Diana is within viewing distance of him, she might catch his aura (http://s377.photobucket.com/albums/oo213/deathly_origami/Lunar%20Images/?action=view¤t=NallDragon.jpg) shine for a moment before lightning rains down on the enemies.]
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However, once Nall unleashes his lightning, she crouches down with her arms over her head with the knife still brandished.
When it's over, she pants and looks up at Nall. ]
Some forewarning would have been a bit better.
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Complain later, keep movin'! I haven't found out if there's a limit to the number of times I can use that spell yet!
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But, she nods and gets up to continue moving through the horde. She brandishes her knife against them, waiting to see what capabilities Nall has in the battlefield. ]
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I really haven't had the chance to before now! Not like I can just randomly go around frying stuff!
[Nall notes another group getting too close and switches things up a bit. He hops onto Diana's shoulder and strategically teleports the pair of them 20 feet away from the zombies before zapping them again so they can proceed.]
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