Urban Dead: This Means War

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:07 pm

Mike drifted after Sherry, but was distracted by the kid. He leaned closer to see what the boy was drawing. Surely it'd just be random squiggles. I mean, how could he draw?

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:10 pm

Sherry wrapped her arms around Petro's shoulders. "Then we'll wait until she does." That was all.

Jared was hunched over the paper, leaning in close as though examining the strokes of the pencil upon the page. Which was ridiculous, as he couldn't see them at all.

The drawing was a pair of eyes: large, dark, intense, with elliptical catlike pupils, staring back at Mike as though making up for the fact that the kid couldn't.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:13 pm

Mike jerked back as if stung. There was something seriously freaky about that kid, there was no other way to put it.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:14 pm

He pulled out a pack of cigarettes, sticking one into his mouth, then offering one to Sherry.

He lit his cigarette, then hers, before snapping the zippo closed, exhaling a puff of smoke.

"Yeah, we'll wait," he said. There was no hope or expectation in his voice. Just... flat monotone.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:18 pm

Mike crouched next to the boy and waited. After a while, he coughed politely.

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:24 pm

Sherry watched him with a sinking feeling in her gut. He seemed to be losing focus... Seemed to be retreating, as well. This was what he did. Petro didn't handle grief like normal people could. Because he wasn't wired to think that way and there wasn't a damn thing he could do about it.

She looked to Mike, who was staring at Jared as though the kid was on fire.

"Mike?" she asked.

At the same moment, there was a sputtering cough from the table and the gaggle of doctors shut up.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:26 pm

Mike looked up at Sherry, and then further up at the table. He launched himself to his feet and elbowed his way towards Melanie; Had she reanimated at last?

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:27 pm

He didn't say anything, levering himself to his feet... foot, and limping on over. Anybody who happened to obstruct his path was firmly and carelessly shoved aside.

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:47 pm

She coughed again, blinking a few times.

"Dorian... Hank?" she said, staring up at two of her doctors. "How did you get here...?"

Sherry followed them over to the table only to find Melanie, confused but very not-undead, talking with her staff. She hadn't seemed to notice Petro and Mike in her confusion.

Jared remained at the table, listening. The scratching of the pencil on the paper stopped.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:49 pm

His shoulders slumped.

He couldn't even kill somebody right. This was really one of those days.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 7:50 pm

Mike was utterly nonplussed. Petro'd strangled her! She was dissolving from the inside out! What the hell?

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:01 pm

At the sound of her voice, Jared leapt up and ran toward the bed, arms straight out in front of him as he stumbled, got up, stumbled again, finally reached her bedside.

"I knew you'd be okay!" he whispered, clinging to her arm.

Melanie coughed, winced.

"I'm not okay, Jared... I'm very sick... you have to stand back and let these men do their job..."

The boy sat there for a moment, then shook his head.

"I can't let that happen," he said in an oddly serious tone.

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:02 pm

He didn't know if he could do it again. He'd pretty much torn his guts out and stomped them on the floor the last time.

But if not him, who? He looked around, knowing that it wasn't a responsibility he could hand off.

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:13 pm

"Jared," Melanie said as loudly as she could, "don't worry. He's not going to hurt me..."

She tried to sit up, grabbing the boy's hand.

"They're going to make it so I don't turn into one of those things. The ones outside."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:15 pm

Well, no time like the present. Might as well do it before his balls shriveled away for good. He flexed his fingers and nudged his way through, preparing to wring her neck again.

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:17 pm

Jared stood between Petro and Melanie, almost seeming to watch him as the redhead came closer.

"Don't hurt her!" he shouted, begging. "Please, Mr. Petro..."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:19 pm

It was rather problematic, attempting to stare down a blind teenager. "Get him out of my way," he said roughly. Because if he had to wrestle with Jared, there was a good chance he'd hurt him.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:19 pm

Mike put a hand on the kid's shoulder and tried to sooth him. "We know what we're doing, Jared. She's got to get worse before she gets better, is all."

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:23 pm

The boy seemed to be on the verge of panicked hysteria.

"Everyone in this room that's going to hurt her is going to die!" he warned. He had to make sure he could trust them... the boy closed his eyes tight and just stood there for a moment.

Whatever it was, it had killed the bad people before.

Maybe it would do it again.

But after a few seconds had passed and Jared relaxed his tense shoulders, nothing had happened. No one had thrown themselves from buildings, nobody had tried to shoot themselves.

He moved to the side, letting Petro pass.

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:26 pm

Mike tried to steer the boy away. "She's going to get better if we do things this way. Trust me."

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:26 pm

"Wait a minute," he said, looking back at Dorian. "Hey, you said an hour for breakdown in non-living tissue. Near as we could tell, she was a stiff that whole time, right?"

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:32 pm

Dorian looked to his watch.

"By what you told me, it's been over an hour... and yes, she was clinically dead."

He didn't seem to be bothered by the fact that what should have been a reanimated zombie was a living, breathing human being before them. Then again, in a world where people didn't come back from the dead, there weren't reanimated zombies, either. He brushed his hair behind his eyes, realizing what Petro meant.

"That just might work," he said. "You two have more than one syringe, just in case, right?"

Melanie wasn't following, her eyes closed as she lay there, shuddering every once in a while as the ruthless fever burned into her. By the look on her face, it wasn't understandable how she wasn't dead, simply from what had happened. She coughed again, thick, dark blood bubbling in her mouth.

Dorian looked down to the patient.

"It only gets like that from a liver wound... we don't have the time to dick around like this!"

Josh · Post by **Josh** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:34 pm

He lunged in and grabbed her throat, again.

Define hell.

He was living it.

Caz · Post by **Caz** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:34 pm

As Mike led him away, the boy didn't say a damn thing. He had to practically force his feet to move.

"If..." he started, pausing. "If there were bad men in the room, they'd be dead now. They really want to help her..."

Pcm979 · Post by **Pcm979** » Mon Oct 03, 2005 8:36 pm

Mike didn't really know what the kid meant, but he agreed anyway. "We all want to help, and we know what we're doing. She'll get worse if we don't do something."

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