Quarantine 1 Opens...

[cityship]

Stacy jerks and shudders to a sudden stop, likely upsetting more than a few things already upset because the comms have stopped working. And deep down inside Stacy, on the first level, a little section thoughtfully titled "Contagion Containment and Quarantine" spilled open.

Hal 9000 had opened it up. And the things that had been kept there were still alive.

Or at least, they were moving...

Their groans echoed through the lower level as they spilled out of Quarantine 1, shambling and shuffling toward the Hub. The Hub would take them where they wanted to go. And what they wanted to do first was make some new friends.

So they went to the Pod Caverns. Then, after that, the zombies started heading up to the City...

[[OOC: Holy $#%&, Team Left Behind, ZOMBIES. Going to set up some subthreads, please wait until I do! INFO HERE, FIRST SUB-THREAD GO GO GO!]]

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Ominous Thunder

[cityship]

Oh, were you using that comm? Because it just produced a burst of static and died. And wait, did Stacy just stop?! You're going to want to pick that up off the floor...

Re: Ominous Thunder

[captain-jtk.livejournal.com]

Kirk had been talking into his comm ring. Then it shorted it out - and the ship stopped. He looked up, brow creased in a frown. Not good. He rounded on the nearest group of people, "Our communications seem to be down. I need runners to help me stay in contact with our various detachments. Do I have any volunteers?"

Re: Ominous Thunder

[visserbasher.livejournal.com]

Loren tried to catch herself before she fell but ended up slamming into the floor anyway. That was going to bruise.

"Yes, sir." Loren said, getting up onto her feet.

Re: Ominous Thunder

[not-prncss-tldr.livejournal.com]

Lafiel crouched instinctively. She knew how to manuever on an erratic ship in space. She was quite literally born for it.

"I will be with them anyway as I deliver food, sir." Lafiel tells the human captain.

Re: Ominous Thunder

[tincanbombs.livejournal.com]

Kyle was inspecting the exterior of the building, searching for any potential structural weaknesses or points that could be exploited, when the ship lurched.

He staggers, managing to brace himself on the wall without slamming into it. When the shuddering stops, he straightens, eying the building again. Not shaken, good. He's heading around for another check when a request for runners finally draws his attention away from the architecture.

It takes him a moment or two to figure out where the voices are coming from, and he rounds the corner a little late. "I'll help," he offers anyhow.

Outside

[aworldnevermade.livejournal.com]

Meluly had been in the middle of a jump between buildings.

FWOOM. BAMM.

Fortunately, the suit was built to withstand much more than just the impact of it slamming into stone walls. It does take a few long moments, though, for it to lumber to its feet again and slide away. Jog. Run. Bounce. There doesn't seem to be any lasting impact right now, though that may well leave a heck of a bruise later.

"" asks an amplified voice loud enough to be heard on the roof and past the doors, as Meluly zips back towards the front of the Basilica.

Re: Outside

[dreamstolights.livejournal.com]

Selene fell back on the roof at the sudden halt, crying out in surprise. "Ow..." she muttered before puling herself up again using the ledge of the roof. "What was that?" It felt familiar though. "It's like...the ship stopped..."

Then she heard the voice and looked down from the roof. "Um..." she looked around. "I think everyone's fine up here!" She shouted down.

Medbay Area

[notlewis]

With Scarlet nearby, Luis was stacking boxes of medical supplies, lost in thought. He was not happy with this situation. He hated uncertainty, he hated being locked in the back here, he hated the possibility that people could die. He really hated the idea that he could die. It was all he could do to focus on something else for a while.

And so, focus he did.

Goddammit, she's beautiful. If we weren't in the middle of what could possibly turn into a standoff to determine whether or not we survive, I would be all over a backroom tryst.

He eyed her backside when she was distracted, shaking his head.

If there's a god out there, I'm begging you, feel sorry for Luis for once and just give me something to make all this bullshit worthwhile...

Suddenly everything shifted and Luis was thrown off balance, crashing into Scarlet and landing on top of her on the ground.

...Muchas gracias.

The Vestibule: The Front Guards

[governmentninja]

Leon stumbled when the ship came to a sudden halt, but managed to remain standing. He tried to contact the members of team GTFO to find out what the hell just happened, but nothing. He tried again, only this time to reach Kirk, but again, nothing over the comm rings or omnicomms.

"Shit..."

Central-ish area

[lastofkuith.livejournal.com]

Pirogoeth had been sitting on the ground, so it wasn't like she fell down completely, but she did jerk and threw out her hands from falling on her side completely, looking around in confusion as she became aware of things around her a bit more.

Something had happened.

Something big.

"The snowstorm may be need soon," she murmured, pushing herself uptight in her spot, looking at Wednesday as she focused her thoughts on winter again.

The Sacristy

[runnerwithagun.livejournal.com]

Stacy jerked and Ronon lifted his head, looking around for anything that might come. Then, she suddenly stopped.

Despite sitting on the floor at the time, Ronon had his hands cuffed behind his back. So with no way to stop himself from falling forward, his face got to know the floor.

Re: Ominous Thunder

[goddamnwingman]

Dick was just standing up from dealing with the bedding when inertia compelled him forward and the ship didn't go with him. He pulled his arms in, protecting himself as he felt over, rolling up to his hands and knees.

Just in time for the static. The omnicom wasn't that bad. The ear comm that Batman had handed him, however, went off right against his aural nerves. He cursed under his breath, reaching up to pull it out and close his hand around it while his ear rang.

Shaking his head, Dick pushed back to his feet and looked around. "All right. Everybody to me. Any injuries?" It was going to take a little bit of time for his hearing to come completely back, though. Damn it.

Central Patrol Route (Arha)

[ladyofthesands.livejournal.com]

Arha's eyebrow twitched just before Stacy came to a sudden and unannounced stop. She hit the floor and slid, her sprawl inelegant as she bounced solidly into a wall. Arha lay there, listening and silent as her ring hissed. It was to the Force she turned, reaching through it to find Obi-Wan's familiar presence, which, arguably, really wasn't supposed to be that far away.

Her shoulder ached, but she shoved the distraction down.

This was not a good sign.

Roof area

[waylostandfound.livejournal.com]

Nathan stumbled and fell off the roof. However his instincts kicked in, causing him to hover in the air before he floated back to land.

"What the hell just happened?" He flew into the air to check on others. "Everybody still in one piece?"

Right Transept

[venominsilicon.livejournal.com]

Well, crap.

Gauron's got the reflexes of a ninja, so at least he's not prying himself back out of a shattered ammo crate - but the sudden loss of the comm band is a lot more problematic and unsettling, especially given the circumstances.

At least the Basilica has good acoustics. "Everyone who's going to be on the next guard rotations, I need you over here, now!" he yells - come to think of it, it's probably a more effective way to get attention than using the comm band. Either way, he needs to make sure they're all appropriately armed and ready to fill any holes in the defense lines if shit starts going down now.

All Over

[toariversodeep.livejournal.com]

Roxie had laid out things like little "spider" sculptures everywhere—hidden in corners, under makeshift furniture, even some out in the open, though all out of the way of anyone accidentally stepping on them. All made out of staple removers with paper clips bent around them, and most of them have little torn-notebook-paper notes stuck with them warning people not to touch them.

And they'll all... trembling a little, somehow, like static things left on a vibrating surface.

Re: Ominous Thunder

[nothawkingbird.livejournal.com]

Kate nearly snarled when her bow went skidding to the side after she dropped it. She quickly scooped it up, and glanced around. She tried the comm even after the static.

"Hello? Argh, dammit, what's going on?"

Night Falls

[cityship]

Time (such as it is on board Stacy) passes (such as it can). "Daylight" turns to "dusk" which in turn becomes "night".

Crap.

Re: Night Falls

[ihasvision.livejournal.com]

Shawn's the first to spot something coming. "Uh, guys. I think we got incoming!" He shouts, and then he notices the forms shambling. "...please tell me that's not what I think it is!"

The Vestibule: The Front Guards

[governmentninja]

The ship had stopped. The comms had cut out. Now darkness had fallen.

Wow, this was not ominous at all.

"Keep all the lights off for now." There was no need to put a big neon sign out that said 'HAY WE'RE ALL OVER HERE'. "If you have night vision equipment, switch to that."

Precogs

[cityship]

All the precogs are likely going to get the whim-wham. Something bad is going to happen. Something CRAZY bad, and elsewhere, people are dying en masse.

The Roofs

[dreamstolights.livejournal.com]

"That...was fast," Selene said, looking at the night sky. Night had fallen so quickly. Too quickly.

And now she couldn't see. She glanced to the side.

Well, there was someone near her body. So...it wouldn't be totally unsafe.

She stayed in her lotus position, letting her body slump as she left her body.

She was gonna scan the area around the city real quick and see if anything was happening.

Chapel of the Column/Medbay

[in-venting.livejournal.com]

Well, at least the kidlets had a plan. Sherry sat back against the wall and closed her eyes for a moment, so she could will away the rest of the pain from Stacy's sudden stop.

Well, they would be okay, she knew. They had a plan. They just needed to stick with it, right? Sherry rubbed her lips together as she thought, and opened her eyes again. Some of the light from the boarded up windows appeared to be fading, and fast.

"...Is it getting darker?" Maybe she was imagining it. Someone, tell her she's imagining it.

OHSHI--

[cityship]

Time to see if your preparations are good enough!

Re: OHSHI--

[cityship]

The city has gone dark. It's nearly impossible to see. Communications with the infiltration team has been lost.

The crew members that had been left behind, holed up in the Vatican for safety, can only sit and wait for...something. And that something is coming. They may not be able to see, but the crew members manning the front line still have other senses.

The first sign of trouble is the strange sounds. Groaning and hissing. Something scraping against pavement. Something shuffling in one direction. Something else skittering in another. Moaning. Shrieking. Then comes the smell. The wretched odor of death, rotting flesh, blood, and rancid meat begins to waft over them. It starts as barely noticeable, slowly growing stronger and stronger until it almost overpowering.

Finally, the spotlights that had been mounted onto St. Peter's Basilica come on, illuminating the square. The obelisk in the center of the square shines brightly under the glare of the lights, like a majestic spire. But its beauty is an afterthought in the face of the sea of death that now surrounds it.

Hundreds of pairs of empty, dead eyes glint back at them, the brightness of the spotlight twinkling back at the crew members in the lifeless gaze of the crowd of zombies that lays before them.

Zombies that are as diverse as the crew. Some slowly creep along the square, a massive horde of dead flesh, groaning as it marches toward the doors of the basilica. Others race past the slow-movers, shrieking and hissing as they charge toward the entrance of the cathedral. Severed body parts, animated by some unknown force, skitter across the stone covered square and launch themselves at the windows, seeking out any small space left unprotected that they can use to breach the Vatican's defenses.

Some have meaty, bloody tentacles growing from their faces and torso, lashing out at anything that comes near and attempting to snare it. Others, however, run around in chaos, attacking anything and everything in sight, including other zombies.

Bedlam has been unleashed upon the city. It's hungry. And the smell of all the fresh meat entombed behind the Vatican walls is a banquet too tempting to resist.

The seige has begun....