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Bella arrives. She found something to arm herself with in the armory.

Spare melee weapons are awesome.

In the werewolf's hands is a massive battle axe.

"Where do you need me?" she growls. The door seems to be holding so she'd likely be wasted there.

"Good question." Brenda mutters, stepping up beside her. She feels restless and USELESS anywhere else so even though she's frightened she's here, Koko on her shoulder clinging to the braid she's pulled her hair into.

Her fingers twitch around the tonfa she's got in each hand. GOD she hopes she can remember what Sean taught her...

Her head jerks around as a mess of rotting arm comes CRASHING through a stain glass window to their right, glass flying as a rush of hands outside starts trying to pry the boarding off.

"....right, how about we just start over there?"

It's really probably only a matter of time before Bella ends up outside in the middle of the fray, immune as she is to infection. But for now? This is cool.

Bella brings her axe down on the arm with a threatening snarl, the motion unusually natural. Her practice with the smaller one helps a little, but... more than anything it feels right. The severed arm stills, thankfully not one of the ones that can move on its own.

Anything that dares poke a limb through this opening is going to lose it.

Brenda stows the Tonfa's and takes out her gun, aiming carefully between the slats to blow the brains out of anything stupid enough to put it's face up close to the gaps.

Once her first clip is empty she's surprised to find that Koko is already handing her another.

"Huh, useful little guy." she gives him a pat on the head and resumes picking off the enemy ... then SHRIEKS as an arm bursts through the section of the window furthest from Bella and grabs her by the wrist, trying to haul her over the sill through the gap that's formed.

She plants her foot on the wall below the window and pulls back but it's a losing fight. DAMMIT they had to grab her gun hand! She fires a few shots but they just rip uselessly through torso flesh and the one hand on her arm becomes more than one with terrifying speed.

"B-Bella!? Little help?!"

Bella's head comes around, she sees the thing grabbing Brenda and flattens her ears and rumbles.

"Release her, abomination!" Bella roars.

The zombie's arm, predictably, doesn't remain attached to the torso much longer. There's a sick thud of the axe through rotted flesh and the sound of splintered bone as it cleaves.

Brenda jerks away from the axe strike, the sound of tearing flesh and snapping bone twisting her stomach. She pushes against the wall one more time and tears herself free of the last little bit of zombie arm, clawing to get the separated hands and arms off of her and kicking one clear across the room.

Then she scrambles back to the gap and opens fire on face after face until her clip is empty, breathing hard and shaking as she finally reaches up to get a reload from Koko who is miraculously still firmly attached to her shoulder. ....damn, she's starting to like this 'using a gun' thing.

"Thanks." she finally pants to Bella, giving her a greatful look.

Edited 2009-10-27 00:45 (UTC)

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