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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. )
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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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Though, when she feels them moving, she braces herself and then nods to Nall. It wouldn't do much of anything if she was freaked, so she steels her reactions. ]
I should almost be there. I'm heading for 848 Goldberg Street.
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[OK, ending that derailed thought train.]
Let's get you there, then.
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Very well.
Would you like to stay with me-- [ She pauses and slices through the neck of one of the droned zombies that was behind Nall, effectively decapitating it. ]
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I'll get you there and then meet back up with you as soon as I make sure my other friends are safe, alright?
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Very well. We ought to go, however. Standing idly around is just asking for trouble.
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[ She doesn't waste any more time and leads Nall to the shed she's been investigating for a bit. ]