[identity profile] lilyofthedrills.livejournal.com 2009-10-28 03:59 am (UTC)(link)
Yuri held out the cell gell (it looked somewhat like a large juice box) and hoped for the best. It worked on Kumi, at least, and she was a full drill at that point.

[identity profile] in-venting.livejournal.com 2009-10-28 05:20 am (UTC)(link)
Sherry raised her eyebrows at the compliment, but shrank back into a corner, away from Red Snout. Oh yes, she remembered him well, and he still scared the crap out of her.

But Yuri seemed to be helping out, Vega was concerned, Roxie... where was Roxie getting all that chain from? The cacophony of noise outside echoed back, and Sherry found herself trying to imagine what it looked like out there, where could she run to that was narrower than the other locations? Would Eve be okay to follow after her, or...?

Or...
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2009-10-28 05:22 am (UTC)(link)
Jamie simply fixes the raptor with a bland, expressionless look of his own - but does stand down. It's only after Red Snout is on the table that he allows himself a tiny bit of a glare in return.

Then he moves up to take a post at the door. Turning slightly to Terry, he says apologetically, "I've got some extra ammo, but not an extra gun. I dinna know about the others."

[identity profile] itsmynamenow.livejournal.com 2009-10-28 07:04 pm (UTC)(link)
In one of those rare moments were he actually listened to authority figures, Terry nodded at Ellen. "You're right," he said, "if we keep this up, we won't get anywhere. Sorry." It reminded him of his time in the Justice League, when no one trusted each other and they were constantly arguing. Just with zombies instead of purple alien starfish.

He eyed the raptor warily. He was going to give it the benefit of the doubt, and hope it wasn't infected, but he was also forming a plan just in case it was.

Terry nodded at Jamie, both disappointed and relieved at the same time. "That's okay. I don't really like guns, anyway. I just thought one might be useful here."
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[personal profile] notlewis 2009-10-29 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Sometimes it took a beautiful woman snapping at Luis to bring him back to his senses. He forced in and out a shaky, calming breath, and then shook his head.

"We've got firepower in here, don't worry about that. My biggest concern is keeping from inviting in any surprises."

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-10-29 08:32 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is someone going to treat me, or must I wait until I have bled to death?" Red Snout quipped from his table.
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[personal profile] bonnypiperlad 2009-10-30 07:29 am (UTC)(link)
There's a snort from Jamie's general direction. It's almost...amused sounding.

He's not looking at the table, though. His attention is primarily focused on the outside hallway.
Edited 2009-10-30 07:29 (UTC)

[identity profile] snarky-raptor.livejournal.com 2009-10-30 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)
"Impatient." Sharp Tongue nips Red Snout's shoulder, she comes alongside the table carrying...

Yes. That is a fork. That is a piece of silverware. It's a perfectly useful medical tool for her. If nobody stops her, she'll be using it to dig the round out. She sets it down to apply a numbing ointment of some kind from what appears to be the bottom half of a broken glass bottle.

Raptors aren't good at making their own containers, they go with what they can find.

[identity profile] raptorwithagun.livejournal.com 2009-10-31 05:35 am (UTC)(link)
Red Snout suppressed a hiss of pain as Sharp Tongue began digging for the bullet, wincing. He snapped back at her, bickering all the while as she worked on him.

"Are you trying to dig out my whole leg? Watch what you're doing!"

It's his way of coping, really.