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When; 01/10/13
Rating; (coming soon)
Characters; Charlie and her husband, Merlin
Summary; Charlie's dad is back in the City. Sort of. It's a ghoul and they decide to herd it to the stadium.
Log;
Charlie'd taken to sitting in the living, ducked below one of the windows as she watched the device. This was nothing but pure chaos. Her friends were being hurt in more ways than she liked to think about. Emotions were being screwed with, people were being injured. She didn't like it. So she kept her eyes on things from the safety of her house, fingers flexing occasionally with the need to just burn one of the things outside.
But she couldn't. They multiplied each time. She'd already dealt with seeing and beheading several copies of Captain Hollister and while it hadn't been emotionally trying (What did she care he was an asshole who tried to get her killed and kept her from her father no good son of a---) it had been physically exhausting trying to keep that fire back.
And occasionally on the device, she was sure she saw the craggy, scarred face of someone else. A man with an eyepatch that dug into his rotting skin but then he'd disappear. So Charlie just set her device down, nudging it away with her foot and standing slightly to peek outside.
What she saw filled her with cold dread, an icy feeling settling over every part of her and freeze her in her tracks.
When she could move, she stood and ran barefoot through the house, wordlessly searching for her husband. She was ghost pale when she found him, obviously shaken and slightly sickened by what she saw.
"One of those things looks like my dad. He's outside, staring at the house." Even saying it, she was convinced it wasn't a thing and was really him so she didn't say it easily. It came out stuttered and shaky.
"What do we do?"
Rating; (coming soon)
Characters; Charlie and her husband, Merlin
Summary; Charlie's dad is back in the City. Sort of. It's a ghoul and they decide to herd it to the stadium.
Log;
Charlie'd taken to sitting in the living, ducked below one of the windows as she watched the device. This was nothing but pure chaos. Her friends were being hurt in more ways than she liked to think about. Emotions were being screwed with, people were being injured. She didn't like it. So she kept her eyes on things from the safety of her house, fingers flexing occasionally with the need to just burn one of the things outside.
But she couldn't. They multiplied each time. She'd already dealt with seeing and beheading several copies of Captain Hollister and while it hadn't been emotionally trying (What did she care he was an asshole who tried to get her killed and kept her from her father no good son of a---) it had been physically exhausting trying to keep that fire back.
And occasionally on the device, she was sure she saw the craggy, scarred face of someone else. A man with an eyepatch that dug into his rotting skin but then he'd disappear. So Charlie just set her device down, nudging it away with her foot and standing slightly to peek outside.
What she saw filled her with cold dread, an icy feeling settling over every part of her and freeze her in her tracks.
When she could move, she stood and ran barefoot through the house, wordlessly searching for her husband. She was ghost pale when she found him, obviously shaken and slightly sickened by what she saw.
"One of those things looks like my dad. He's outside, staring at the house." Even saying it, she was convinced it wasn't a thing and was really him so she didn't say it easily. It came out stuttered and shaky.
"What do we do?"