[voice][action welcome!] Selphie and the Zombie Sleepover

[booyaka_boom]

Did somebody tell a bunch of zombies that I was having a sleepover?!

Cause there's a whole load of them trying to get into my room!!

*There's a groan that is definitely not Selphie, followed by a hard thud and a sickening crunch*

They're a little too keen to hang out! 

A little help?

*With thwacks and moans, Selphie becomes too distracted to continue the feed. Instead, she sounds distant as she attacks them, "Urgh, don't be so rude! I didn't even invite you! Yuck." If you've got the time to listen, Selphie is basically providing a commentary on her fights with the zombies*
 

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[doomkitty]

[her journal feed was so entertaining Venour was tempted to listen to it for a while, but then again if he did that it might eventually stop. He was up on the deck, and had been casually knocking zombies into the water since they weren't very concentrated up there. But once he got belowdecks and saw a group of them converging on Selphie's door, he decided to get out the heavy artillery and summoned his weapon, Grimandur]

[he'd start hacking through them like a grim reaper, which made quite a mess but was probably the fastest way to now them down and get to Selphie. Once he was close enough for her to hear him and catch glimpse of him outside her door, he had to make a wise crack] my, aren't you popular with the gentlemen?

[booyaka_boom]

*The horrible noises the zombies were making seemed to be lessening, and she could hear someone hacking and slicing. She was too busy trying to ward off the ones edging into her room to call out and ask who it was. But then she recognised his voice first, then caught sight of him between a few of the creatures. Selphie laughed, on edge, at his comment, then lifted up a pistol that was in her right hand, and shot directly at very close zombie's forehead, wincing at the splatter of blood*

I know, right? Totally. But these guys...they're just not my type.

*She held her nunchaku in her other hand, and used that to whack at the hands of a zombie that was trying to grab for her*

[doomkitty]

Are you sure? At east they're not the type who only care about beauty. They really like a girl with a good brain.

[to punctuate his remark he swept his weapon at several in her doorway, slicing through their heads horizontally. That took care of
Most of the zombies outside her room so he took a step inside to get at the ones in there]

[booyaka_boom]

That's sweet and everything, but -

*Selphie fumbled with the pistol for a moment: clearly this wasn't a weapon that she was used to using at all, so it took her a good few seconds to try and get it ready to fire again. She tugged at it in confusion, a zombie edging closer and closer to her*

They all have bad skin.

*Then she shot it at an awkward angle through its head, but it seemed to do the trick as it dropped to the ground*

Plus, they all smell super bad too.

[doomkitty]

Yes, I'm afraid the unhygienic rotting skin and hair would be a disqualifier for me too...[he cut down a couple of zombies staggering towards her. Then, because swinging his weapon near her would be dangerous, he grabbed the collar of one grabbing at her and dragged it back]

Don't you know how to take a hint when you've been rejected? [he brought the scythe like portion of his weapon down on its head and it went limp]

[booyaka_boom]

*As a soldier, Selphie can't help but be interested in weapons. She hadn't much of a chance to see his in action before, she was distracted by it for a moment. But that allowed another creature to lurch in through the door, and Selphie had to act quickly, so she just brought the pistol down hard on its head. She had to repeatedly hit it, the zombie pulling at her shirt*

Gah! Where are these losers coming from?!

[doomkitty]

Careful. You let them get close like that without immediately dispatching them and you risk a bite.

[it was definitely a unique creation. Overall it looked most like a halberd, with half of the blade on its head looking like an axe and the other half a scythe. At the tail end of the pole, it was fixed with a spearhead in order to be lethal on all sides. And just like the first time he'd summoned it, it seemed encircled by a dark aura that seemed to drain all light from the air around it]

That's what I'd like to know...do you have a necromancer on your crew? It's very irregular for the dead to just...show up like this. There weren't even any corpses here to be animated before so it's like they were teleported here or something...

[he stood close to the door where he could strike at any others before they got in]

[booyaka_boom]

Uh uh. There are definitely no necromancers on board - not unless you're one?

*Selphie turned to him, not quite accusingly, but definitely curious and a bit unsure. She eventually looked back to the doorway and leaned in the frame - it didn't seem as though any where nearby. At least not at that moment.

Suddenly, Selphie screamed as she felt something touch her leg. A hand had crawled over and was quickly trying to make its way up her bare leg, and she desperately tried to shake it off*

[doomkitty]

I've only dabbled in it. I'm no specialist, and definitely don't have the skill for something on this scale....

[he looked at her quickly when she started screaming. Though when he saw it was a hand, he almost laughed. Instead he just smacked it off her leg with a chuckle then cut bit in half with the axe portion of his weapon]

Sneaky, aren't they.

[booyaka_boom]

*Selphie wrinkled her nose at him a moment as she tried to decide if that was the truth or not. His weapon did have that weird glow...Or, it was more like the opposite of a glow.

She stepped back from the hand as he cut it in half but then, when he was done, she stomped her foot down hard on it again and again*

Sneaky and gross. Are these like special pervert zombies or something? They're stinking out my room already...

*While she whined, Selphie glanced out of her room, keenly watching out for any others that might arrive*

[doomkitty]

[yeah, she probably wouldn't want to touch it or she'd find out the 'glow' effected more than just the light]

I don't know, but they certainly swarmed here more than anywhere else on the ship. Maybe they're attracted to goodness?

[booyaka_boom]

*Selphie couldn't help but laugh out loud at that, wiping her blood splattered hands down the side of her jean skirt*

You think that's maybe why they stopped coming? Because you got here?

*She chuckled a little more to herself, then peered round the corner of the door again. Selphie was suddenly quiet, and tense*

Ssh - do you hear that? Is it more?

[doomkitty]

Hm, maybe. [he didn't even see that as a joke, apparently. He considered himself evil]

Or maybe we just killed them all for now. But they seemed to keep coming earlier...

[he fell silent and listened as well, hearing the scraping of feet being dragged across the deck and low moans] yep...sounds like another wave is here

[booyaka_boom]

Okay! Let's go get 'em!

*Selphie, apparently, though slightly nervous, doesn't appear to be actually scared of the zombies right now. She seemed to know that she had an advantage, and that was exciting. So she practically skipped over the pile of bodies, heading straight towards where the scuffles were coming from. She tucked the pistol half into her pocket, then got her nunchaku ready.

As soon as she rounded the corner, the zombies walked quicker and moaned louder, but Selphie gave a twirl of her weapon and stopped them all by freezing them on the spot*

Yes!

[doomkitty]

Alright. [he followed her, slightly amused by her enthusiasm. He half expected her to be te kind of girl that would freak out and be a wimp during a zombie invasion, but besides her initial disgust she seemed to be taking it rather well]

[seeing her use her ice again, he gave a slightly impressed smile] how many different kinds of magic can you use?

[booyaka_boom]

*Selphie turned to him, still slightly facing the frozen zombies*

Oh, I can use all the elements. Plus healing. Back home, I could some guardian forces - like spirit gods - to cause some pretty good damage too.

*She grinned, clearly quite excitable when she talked about magic and fighting*

Hey, you wanna slice them down while they're frozen?

[doomkitty]

Really? Interesting...in my world people tend to specialize in one type of magic. They become very skilled in it and seldom try to use more than one type, although I have seen rare cases where older warrior had mastered two or even three types. And guardian forces...I wonder if that's anything like summoning demons.

[he moved towards the frozen zombies] sure...

[he swung hard and the blade cut through them like butter, apparently it had little trouble cutting even through things as hard as ice]

[booyaka_boom]

Well, I'm very skilled in all of them!

*She giggled and winked at him as he said it, kind of blowing her own trumpet but also just enthusiastic and pretty proud of her skills*

Your sword axe thing is pretty cool too. What's all the...stuff that's round it? It looks like...dark magic of some kind.

[doomkitty]

Is that so? It would get you some status among my people of you could employ them well in a fight against calwot warriors.

[her giggle and wink disturbed him but he was starting to get sort of used to it and just frowned a bit]

My bloodline is again an exception. We tend to master in a few types of not only magic but other practices such as alchemy. And even those types we don't master in, we usually have at least a basic knowledge... Such as how I've tried a bit of necromancy and quite a few other variations of black magic such as dark healing. My weapon exemplifies another couple of disciplines- summoning objects from the abyss and forming magic into a sharp edge for use with a blade. I can summon it any time and use my black fire with it to make it cut better. It's also sealed to me through a ritual and had been passed down through my bloodline for generations. The dark magic around it is due to it being sealed to me and being a legendary weapon of my world. As with other legendary weapons, it is named. We call it Grimandur and it was made by the first and greatest black neocalwot- Von South Reinan.

[well she probably wasn't interested in that history lesson but at least he answered her question and then some]

[booyaka_boom]

Really? Cool! Well, if I ever got the chance I'd take it!

*Selphie had stopped a moment to listen to what he had to say. She glanced down at the floor, thinking that she'd really chosen the wrong day ti wear a whire vest, all smudged in red. Then she looked at the nunchaku in her hands, and finally back up to him*

That's pretty cool, that whole thing of something being passed through a family, or a bloodline... Though it is kind of a scary weapon...

[doomkitty]

Given your personality, your enthusiasm for battle is surprising. But I like it.

[its certainly better than listening to her whine about him being a jerk]

My culture is primarily war and power oriented, but we do place a fair amount of emphasis on family and heritage as well. [he smirked as he looked down at Grimandur, and its blackness seemed to pulse in response to his admiration]

Itis scary to some- namely, our enemies. Family lore has it that the weapon retains our hate and malice towards our foes, as well as their blood, to fuel its power.

[booyaka_boom]

Oh - uh - thanks.

*Selphie blinked widely at him, his compliment a surprise, and so different from feeling criticised by him*

Well, it is my job back home, after all. And here too sometimes, obviously.

*She frowned softly at the weapon as he spoke about it, wondering just how much hate it woukd have it in right now. Then her eyes flashed quickly along the hallway, some crashing coming from the galley*

Sounds like there's more.

[doomkitty]

Your job...you are a soldier?

[his ears perked at the sounds from the galley as well]

Hn, I wonder what it is they think they're doing. It's not as if we keep the cupboards stocked with fresh brains.

[booyaka_boom]

Mhm. Or a mercenary. Whatever you wanna call it.

*Selphie hung her nunchaku over her shoulder, then carefully pulled the pistol out of her pocket again*

Hmm... Let's go check.

*She stepped around the mess of the zombies they'd gotten rid of together, and made her way carefully round the corner. There were zombies coming down the stairs from the deck, enough that they were bumping into each other, pushing some to change direction and walk into the galley*

Oh dammit. Don't these scummy things ever quit?

[doomkitty]

[he grumbled a bit] what a pain. If we weren't on a wooden ship I'd incinerate them...but I'd hate for our ride to go up in flames just to get rid of a little infestation.

[so he took to them with his weapon. The stairway was too narrow to swing it around much so instead he started thrusting the spear tip into their heads one after another]