but dogs can look up

[dr_conscience]

When; The afternoon into the evening of January 2nd... spanning sundown >:]
Rating; Rated G for Ghouls. Wait no. Let's say PG-13, maybe even R.
Characters; Anyone. EVERYONE. Get up in here!
Summary; A normal evening at one of the City's bars turns into Shaun of the Dead a ghoul attack.
Log;

[ While many of the City's denizens may have been growing gradually more anxious since the new year struck, a certain ominous paranoia closing in around them, life does not stop or even slow down for nerves. And without any tangible evidence of something amiss, it's easy for those who have been more actively occupied to bury themselves, all but missing the early warning signs of whatever may be closing in.

And so it is that one may find oneself out this evening, in the last hours of dusk before darkness falls over the City, unwinding over an after-work drink or grabbing an easy dinner. Of course, if one were to linger too long... | ]


[ Momentarily posting time divided threads, to indicate before and after sundown. Feel free to mingle before dark, or have your characters' ghoulish guests arrive after the sun goes down... ]

Comments

[anunluckypenny]

[Penny is far more surprised than anything else. The bite isn't that bad, superficially, as humans aren't designed to inflict much in the way of damage via biting.]

It's okay. [Of the two of them, she may be the calmer. Then again, it isn't her brother who's shambling about biting people.] James, it's not bad, really. Breathe, alright?

[dr_conscience]

I am breathing.

[Just... a bit too quickly. But he does nod, focusing on slowing it down. Still watching Danny where he fell, he gets over to her.]

Let me see. Did it break the skin?

[anunluckypenny]

That's something.

[She'll keep an eye on Wilson's bitey brother, too, just in case. In the meantime, she will let James fuss because that makes him feel better.]

It did, but it's really not deep or anything. See? Just a flesh wound.

[dr_conscience]

I'm a little more concerned about what he may have been carrying.

[Examining the bite, even as he spares another glance over his shoulder to Danny.]

Would you be okay with going to the hospital, so we can take a look at it? It's probably a good deal safer there, too...

[anunluckypenny]

[She looks from the bite to Danny and back again. He looks like he's carrying something.

Ew.]

Yeah, that'd be--I mean, now that you mention carrying things... yes. That sounds like a great place to be.

[dr_conscience]

[He nods. Another glance to Danny.]

Yeah... hang on. I'll find House, he had his bike with him.

[Not that he wanders far, standing to scan the chaotic remnants of the crowds in the bar.]