ZOMBIES [open]

[Gaunt]

It was a productive night so far. The zombies would be piling up if it weren't for how far he was sending them flying. Gaunt had a smile on his face as he backhanded another rank of the undead away from him. There was something satisfying about this. After a moment's thought, Gaunt grabbed a stop sign and uprooted it, swinging it like a club. Even more zombies went flying. "Bow before Sauron, rotters!" Okay, he was having way too much fun.

He almost didn't notice the kid approaching. Gaunt was pretty wrapped up in his own fight, growling and grinning as he batted waves of zombies aside. By now, the stop sign was getting pretty bent out of shape. He was snapped out of it when he heard the sound of electric guitars over the ruckus of the fight. Gaunt looked up, seeing a younger super approaching and setting down a boombox. It seemed like he had a new ally.

"Need? No. Want? Hell yeah." Gaunt tossed the crumpled signpost into the ranks of zombies, bracing for another punchfest. He set himself up back to back with the boxer, ready to unleash hell as the undead closed in again.

[Deleted]

Meanwhile in pharmacy a few streets over Charlie was trying not to get herself shot. It was fine if this girl took her stuff and ran off. As long as Charlie was left alive she could collect more supplies later. She shoved down the feeling triggering her powers and felt her feet touch the ground again. What she didn’t need right now was to lose her grip on solid ground and on reality altogether. This was something she could not run away from so easily. Something Charlie learned through comics and movies was that desperate people made very dangerous and sometimes deadly mistakes. But all that came to her mind was how this girl was right and how sad that fact was. The world was messed up and the people had panicked because no one knew what to do. No one was prepared for when their friends and family started to crave their flesh. Or when masses of the infected swarmed the streets turning those they feasted on.

So these two knew each other, and Charlie wasn’t sure if that was good or bad at the current point in time. She just stood there taking in the destruction of the store. Whoever or whatever was here last had knocked over a few shelves of medicine and snack foods. This Paige was right, food was scarce and it wouldn’t be enough for three people. But Charlie didn’t want to die because of a few stupid bags of chips!

Her hands trembled slightly, from her muscles growing tired or the adrenaline in her veins, Charlie couldn’t tell. As the girl spoke Charlie had managed to slowly turn completely around to face her. She made no other sudden moves and tried to keep the bundle of emotions churning in her gut off of her face. “Okay, you can have everything. I won’t put up a fight and I won’t argue either. All I want is to live through this just like your trying to do.” Very slowly she pushed her dark green backpack over to Paige. The metallic taste of blood was still on her tongue when her eyes started to water. Quickly she blinked them back, this girl was already going through enough and she didn’t need some girl blubbering.

“Hell I’ll even leave the store right now,” she took step away from the gun and towards the door. “Disappearing, won’t bother you again I— Oh fu…” In the window was a face, a dead face that moved and might have at one point been a woman. She clawed at the window trying to reach the blonde girl only to be stopped by the glass window. Turning Charlie saw another zombie making it’s way towards the door. She could only see two of the zombie group that was making it’s way around the pharmacy, surrounding it. When the zombie at the window broke the glass, Charlie floated back quickly with a small squeak. Her flight instincts kicking in and slowly getting her higher and higher off the ground but the pharmacy still had it’s ceiling and she could only go so high.

“Um, I think there are more important matters than supplies popping up!” She shouted to the others, her head now touching the ceiling.

[Feathers]

Silverwing just sigh.

"I know. I'm just worried about you guys out there! I mean, why am I on monitor duty again?" There was a long pause when she says. "Don't answer that...I need you guys to look at this..." She replies to Cybory

She saw Cyborg breath out fire from his nostril...okay not literally, but you know what she means. But, she could understand what her fellow Titans feelings. Even if they are walkers, they were still once human beings. Their fate wasn't completely seal, as much as corny she was about to say this.... there was still hope. A cure...somehow...its just that...the scientist was taking their sweet time on that.

Hmm, why doesn't she sound positive?

Anyway....

She once knew Gaunt a few months back. He helped her once before from being kidnapped and sold in the black market. He wasn't as bad as he looks. He was a vampire, and she wonders if he was old enough to help them save Jump City, or find a cure. Okay, maybe right now he kinda of a jerk right now from slaughtering all those people walkers. And shooting and punching and..... nevermind.

Her return to her attention to reality when heard the distress in Cyborg voice.

"Roger!" She secretly always wanted to say that. Ahem, right finding Starfire, and did as Cyborg instructed. After a few minutes, looking over the Jump City map. Pin pointing Starfire last and current location, she was stunned...well, a little stumble to find her... "Starfire, in the tower?!"

"Cyborg, I found Star. She back in the Tower. I'm gonna check out on her to see if she okay. Over and out..." She replies to her communicator as she rushes down the hallway, looking for Starfire. "Star? Starfire?!"