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Nightshift 42: North Street
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Being stuck in a small room with those monstrosities didn't seem the safest option. Being outside, with more space to see and move sounded far better. But when Klavier actually got outside, he suddenly thought maybe the small room didn't seem so bad.
THEY. WERE. EVERYWHERE. Crowded worse than LA during rush hour on even the worst of days. Rushing and moving like a writhing, anguished mass. So many. Where had they come from?! Stupid question. What were they?! Monsters, people... How could this-- AHHH!!!
He was frozen in place for a few moments before he realized staying in one spot wasn't the best idea. He frantically looked around. He needed to find somewhere safe! He needed to get out of here. Where was safe?! Somewhere high? Were all of the buildings infested? Maybe he could lock himself in somewhere and--
WAIT!! NO! What was he thinking?! What about everyone else? He couldn't just barricade himself somewhere safe and sit around while everyone else was ripped apart. And... KRISTOPH! Where was he?! Had he been swarmed, too?! He had to have been. But in this mess, he didn't even know where to begin looking for him. Or how long he would last searching. Maybe he would have to trust that his brother would find a safe place... No. He couldn't spend the entire night not even sure if he was safe or not. What if he needed help?
....Holy-- It looked like HE needed help!! "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Again he swung the lamp anytime any got too close, moving with his back toward the walls. Where to go?! Where to go?!
Being stuck in a small room with those monstrosities didn't seem the safest option. Being outside, with more space to see and move sounded far better. But when Klavier actually got outside, he suddenly thought maybe the small room didn't seem so bad.
THEY. WERE. EVERYWHERE. Crowded worse than LA during rush hour on even the worst of days. Rushing and moving like a writhing, anguished mass. So many. Where had they come from?! Stupid question. What were they?! Monsters, people... How could this-- AHHH!!!
He was frozen in place for a few moments before he realized staying in one spot wasn't the best idea. He frantically looked around. He needed to find somewhere safe! He needed to get out of here. Where was safe?! Somewhere high? Were all of the buildings infested? Maybe he could lock himself in somewhere and--
WAIT!! NO! What was he thinking?! What about everyone else? He couldn't just barricade himself somewhere safe and sit around while everyone else was ripped apart. And... KRISTOPH! Where was he?! Had he been swarmed, too?! He had to have been. But in this mess, he didn't even know where to begin looking for him. Or how long he would last searching. Maybe he would have to trust that his brother would find a safe place... No. He couldn't spend the entire night not even sure if he was safe or not. What if he needed help?
....Holy-- It looked like HE needed help!! "AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!"
Again he swung the lamp anytime any got too close, moving with his back toward the walls. Where to go?! Where to go?!
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"I'm fine," he said seriously. "Just need a moment and I can make a weapon." And a moment to recover from the alchemy but that went without saying. But with Adel there, if his friend could hold them off for a moment...
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But Adelheid wasn't like that. In battle, especially like this, he was calm and collected, adopting a superior tone and posture, as though he was already confident of winning. That stance was the cornerstone to his style- and that deep confidence in himself was what had kept him alive for just as long.
The taller boy lashed out with whirling kicks, keeping the zombies at foot-length and making sure that they couldn't get surrounded. If they were overwhelmed, not his strength nor Ed's automail would save them. "Here and now?" He'd prefer getting to shelter, but if Ed wanted to make a weapon here, Adelheid would be happy for the assistance.
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"Yeah, here," he replied with a nod. "If I can make a weapon now, I can hold them off while you make something with an array." That would probably take longer and Ed would rather be armed in order to give Adel that chance.
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As soon as Edward said he was ready, Adelheid made his move. The zombies were clearly most vulnerable at the head... normally he wouldn't be able to do anything about that, but he wasn't a normal human. The young man spun around on his heel, lashing out in a perfect circular arc, his ki forming an energy blade in its wake. That blade neatly bisected the entire first row and drove the next few back... for a few seconds, Edward would be safe. After that, Adelheid would be in more danger than ever.
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But he was armed and after a moment he charged one of the zombies, aiming for its head and spearing it from neck to crown before ripping the spear out. The move made him feel dizzy, but he wouldn't allow himself to fall now.
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For now, though, he fell back, limping on his now-hurt leg and calling out, "We should withdraw! Come on!" Not even a spear like that could hold off a zombie swarm forever...
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