There was a thick, SPLOUCH sound, and the zombie nearest the woods and farthest from Klaus stumbled back. The one that had a firm hold on Klaus' shoulder released it, and moved away, unsure of what had happened. It looked at its fellow zombie, who now had a gaping hole in its chest. The bullet that had glanced off Klaus' shield had ripped a hole in the right side of the zombie's chest.
The Speaker turned its limp head to Gaping Hole and sized up the situation. "Okaaaaay?"
Gaping Hole looked down, at the hole, and nudged the worms crawling around the inside of its belly. It grabbed a few and shoved them down its throat, where they promptly fell... back into its stomach. "Yeeeeah, I'm fine."
"Wheeeere," began Speaker, not taking its empty sockets off Klaus, "did ittttt come frommm?"
Gaping Hole lifted its chin and looked directly at Trigger. It couldn't see Trigger, of course, but it had identified the bullet's point of origin. "The rooooof."
Speaker nodded to Grippy and the fourth zombie. "Which ooooone offff you was aaa mounnnntain climbbber, again?"
The two zombies stood silently for a moment. The fourth zombie raised its left hand, or rather, stump. There were three good fingers left on it. Speaker nodded again. "Up yoooooou go."
Climber lurched over to the wall of the manor. It jerked as it stepped and bashed its skull against the stone, but remained uninjured. It did look a bit dizzy. With a shaking foot, it began to ascend the wall, the mold of dried blood on its hands acting as a crude adherence to the cobbles.
Speaker turned back to Klaus. "Sooooo... what are you goinnnnnng to do, ahhhh?"
OOC: See, I'm naming the zombies after their actions, as to lessen confusion!
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A strong hand reached out for Sybil, but halted in midstretch. The figure stepped into the light. Burke. "Aye, dun hurt me or nothing! I was gonna grab you ta get yer attention, that's all! I woke up about half an' hour ago and went to find the pond ah' passed on me way here... don't hurt me?" He held his hands out protectively. It seemed he had learned not to mess with small women clad in black.
There was a gunshot from the roof.
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Meryle startled as the CRACK of gunfire. She had dozed off! On a job! Unforgivable! Better not mention that, she thought. Now what was going on?
The elf girl rushed to the corner of the house and peeked around the side. There were four figures illuminated in the torchlight: Klaus and three men. They looked ugly. Then, she heard scraping. She looked up, hesitantly. There was another man directly above her, climbing the wall of the house toward the roof.
"I'd better not move in until I'm sure of the situation," she whispered to herself. "There could be more."
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The gunshot had awoken Mona, who had almost been asleep by that time of the night. She looked at the window, frightened, and then relaxed. Zakara sat in a comfortable chair in the corner. In the darkness, she couldn't tell if the sprite was awake or asleep.
A dreamy look entered Mona's eyes. "Finally... my beloved has come for me."
Edited by: Nick Shogun at: 4/26/04 3:19 pm