[There really isn't enough time to react because he suddenly yells and leans back as far as he can from the zombie's claws, immediately unlocking the safety of the gun and firing straight into the eye, or hopefully. Please enjoy the loud, exaggerated moan that comes from said-gun.]
Take it! [He had one in his hand and he passes it to her. He has a free hand now and, stupidly, slips his left hand into his pocket to slip a rainbow-colored brass knuckle on before hauling back to punch the body back as hard as he can in the chest.] What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck!
[AAAAAW YEAAAAAH ZOMBIES!!!!! Why does every break-in he goes on involve zombies wow, he really is the pied piper of zombies.
Anyway he's also leaping into action quickly! Just running right past one of those rattling freezers fuck you zombie stay inside. WHO LOOKS LIKE THEY NEED MORE HELP Junpei has Beck helping him but they're both normies?? If Higekiri is still on the ground he'll head that way, but if a bonesaw and ahegun don't take down the other corpse, he'll zoom that way instead.]
—Keep the heart in one piece if you can, just in case!
[They're looking for a demon heart aren't they?? These are zombies but also like, who knows, maybe it counts as a demon heart.]
[H successfully sinks her teeth into Higekiri's flesh, getting him right where his neck and shoulder connect. Higekiri may not cry out when it happens, but the effects are instantaneous. Beginning from the spot where H got him, it will feel as if molten lava is coursing through his veins. The sensation spreads throughout his body in a matter of seconds, and he will be in a great deal of pain for the next couple of hours. Even worse, stabbing the creature between the ribs does nothing to stop her. She takes a good chunk of skin off when Higekiri forces her off him, and immediately tries to claw at his face. Might want to pull away before you lose an eye there.
Hilariously, Beck and Junpei will fare much, much better with J's corpse. The bone saw carves into the back of his head in a grotesque, spectacular mess. It stuns the creature long enough that Junpei is able to get a clear shot at it, blowing out its brains with one press of the trigger. He can keep beating it up if he wants, but it'll fall off the mortuary tray in a crumpled heap. The body twitches for a moment before stilling entirely.
But there's no time to celebrate their victory.
A and N's have been stirring up a fuss while all of this has been happening. The stainless steel bending and contorting as they, apparently, try to force their way out — until they finally succeed. A very angry and aggressive A bursts out of the refrigerator near the exit into the clinic, zooming right for WWX in order to intercept him before he can reach the others. She will be closer to Higekiri and WWX than Junpei and Beck. Meanwhile, N will also break out of her refrigerator, landing on all fours like some kind of beast before throwing herself right at Beck, claws extended.]
but he rather hates the notion of being defeated by a human's corpse when he's already managed to slay a demon - even though his teeth are obviously grit and bared at the pain that shoots through him. it's hard to hear between the blast of a gunshot and the way that suddenly everything feels like he's been set aflame, melted back down to nothing but steel. he regains himself just barely, dizzy, battle instincts taking over as he slices at the claw that reaches for him, though not before it manages to slash at his cheek.
but he doesn't stop there even as he pushes himself to his feet in a movement too practiced, too graceful. something in his chest tells him to slice more, to cut more, to reduce the zombie to ribbons and he doesn't even think about wwx when he moves his sword again, aiming to cut the zombie clean down the middle.
...and if that works - then to decapitate it. and then to cut off its limbs before it even hits the ground, laughing through the pain.
[She drops the saw after she hits the creature with it, breathing heavily and trying not to focus too much on the black goo that gets on her during the impact. As soon as that's done, she's turning towards the others to make sure they're okay - in time to see the damage Higekiri is undergoing, and one of the other monsters heading towards Wei Wuxian. It seemed like a good idea initially, coming here with three people who she trusts deeply - but the fear that courses through her as this happens is almost incomparable to anything she's experienced before.]
Don't—
[That's about all she has time to say before N slams into her, completely succeeding in knocking her off her feet. Beck gives a short cry of surprise and mild pain when she hits the floor. She reaches towards the zombie's hair, digging her fingers in and holding it away from her as best she can. Of course, that doesn't do much to stop it from scratching. Without the bone saw, her first inclination is to reach for the scalpel, but - it's so small, and the jeans she arrived in are tight enough that it would be difficult to dig it out of her pocket with her free hand at this angle. She's making small, panicked noises as she tries to think of what to do, but—
After another split second passes, she's raising herself up just enough to reach behind her back and grab something she's had tucked into her waistband, just in case. Once the ladle has been pulled out, she tugs harder on N's hair, pulling her head back - just so she can shove the long, thin end of the utensil straight into her eye socket with considerable force.]
[That's disgusting and while there's very little time to celebrate the fact he blew a zombie's brains out, there's even less time before he's also covered in black goo. RIP LEATHER JACKET. Still, Higekiri goes to town on H and with J dead Junpei's focus is on both A and N. A nyooms to WWX and Junpei rattles around in his pockets for a moment to pull out a second brass knuckle.]
Heads up! [And he's throwing it as hard as he can at A in order to try and knock the creature off-balance and give Wei Wuxian time to move or attack.
He's never fought zombies before, but he's definitely watched a lot of movies. As such, he also moves once he sees Beck hit the dirt and he even manages to grin at her, slightly manic and slightly hysterical, when she shoves a ladle into N's eye. He runs past, to grab the back of N's hair and try to fling her off of Beck, moving her out of the way enough to try and put a bullet into N's head.] I take back everything I said about letting you come along.
[Beck is the best, but here's hoping WWX doesn't try to tame the zombie. Oh god, shit, fuck.]
Anyway wow yeah that sure is a zombie heading toward him, huh. And unfortunately, Wei Wuxian is who he is!! Which means one of two things happen: If the brass knuckles make contact and distract A enough to make it seem like A will head over toward Junpei, he's rushing in to just fuckin full-body tackle it barehanded and try grabbing both of its wrists to restrain it. If the knuckles don't hit or do and A just isn't deterred from coming after his ass, on the other hand, he is moving - like, rapidly away from the rest of the group, backpedaling as quickly as you could expect from a light-footed swordsman of a twink, with his arms wide open. NO MORE TOOTHY FRIENDS FOR HIS OTHER, BETTER FRIENDS TODAY.]
This way, if you'd please—! Let's see if we can keep that poor body of yours in one piece!
[So polite to zombies...
Anyway if it comes at him he will still be trying to wrist-grapple to restrain it. LET HIM HOLD YOUR CLAWED HANDS, A.]
[Fucking up the head, as Higekiri will find out, is truly the best way to immobilize the creature. His relentless onslaught makes it so H barely has enough time to recover between strikes. She screeches, a sound akin to nails against a chalkboard ripping out of her throat, as Higekiri slices her up again and again and again. Black goo splatters all over him, staining his clothes. H twitches and remains still once he decapitates her, but he's free to keep going at it after the fact. It'll be easy enough to turn the corpse into a pile of flesh and goo if he continues like this.
N, on the other hand, manages to sink her claws into Beck's abdomen once she reaches her. The creature hisses while keeping Beck pinned down, black goo dripping from her mouth and splattering all over Beck's front. Even so, the ladle comes as a surprise — and it sinks easily into the creature's lone eye socket. It recoils, screeching loudly enough to give all of them a headache... before it's thankfully silenced by Junpei ripping her off Beck and firing a shot into her head. Once again, the body convulses like a mess of frayed nerved endings before it goes still, gore splattered around her head like a grotesque halo.
The brass knuckles don't seem to serve as good as a deterrent as any of them hoped, however. A screeches when the brass knuckles hit her, shaking it off as she becomes more agitated. With that, she lunges at WWX, chasing him around the room until she's able to reach him. He can try to grapple her with his twink arms, but A is going to try and dig her claws right into his gut, intent on tearing him to shreds. She has two hands and neither wants to hold WWX's!!!]
unfortunately, as everyone is fucking dying, higekiri is having a grand old time. even when H screeches and has no hope of escape, he continues to slice. he doesn't even seem mindful of the goo falling on his treasured brother's jacket, or even his own blood coating the collar of it. normally he's much cleaner than this, purposeful, but it would seem as though that doesn't seem to be on his mind at the moment, skewering the body once more neatly before flinging his arm and throwing the body off his blade.
but he continues his laughter and delight, feeling his soul-deep need to be in battle fulfilled as he moves to run forward to follow after wwx and A. he doesn't even seem to bother with much of a warning, aiming to slice off the zombie's right arm once he's close enough, as though she's the same as the demon he cut down this past weekend.
it might be a bit of a close shave with the tip of his blade if wwx isn't mindful of him, huh.]
[She cries out in pain as claws sink into her abdomen, pained tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. When Junpei tears her off, the claws are pulled out, too, prompting another sharp noise. Blinking her good eye several times, she puts a hand on the injury with a deep, labored breath. Her other hand reaches out to take Junpei’s, since it seems like Higekiri has the last zombie handled.
[God this is so much noise. He fucking hates this. He still has cat ears and THEY CAN ALSO HEAR ALL OF THIS GODDAMN NOISE AND HE HATES IT!!! For a brief moment he's watching Higekiri finish off H even if the sound's made him a little dizzy, but with Wei Wuxian grappling (perhaps unsuccessfully at first) and Higekiri making his way to A, he's busy focusing his attention on Beck.]
Come on. [He's taking her hand and hauling her up, pulling her closer almost as if to shield her from anything else that might come after them. On the other hand, he's just going to eye her abdomen to make sure the goo isn't at risk of entering the point of injury, wiping it off with his hand and backing her away from where the other trio are in combat. Normies out.]
[NORMIES OUT... There's a lot of things happening at once though wow?! There's that hellishly painful shriek and then his attention snaps briefly over toward Beck when he hears her cry out. Reflexively:]
Beck—!!
[But then yeehaw he's got zombie claws sinking into his gut!! Exactly where he's been stabbed twice before yay. THAT'S ALSO DISTRACTING, even though it'd be hard to tell from his reaction alone that he's been gut shanked - outside of the fact that, quick reflexes aside, he doesn't manage to dodge Higekiri's blade well as it comes cresting down. Higekiri's dick bow injury is somewhat avenged as his arm is sliced into THANKS.
Anyway hate that he's doing this especially since A won't hold his hand, but he's just focusing on holding back her arms (or uno arm...) and trying to get a bit between Higekiri and A so he doesn't go full ass ham and destroy another heart?? THEY'RE RUNNING OUT OF ZOMBIES.]
Be careful—! We don't know if this is what we need!
[Higekiri severs A's arm easily enough. It dangles from where it's still, uh, stabbed into WWX's gut... So that's lovely! But A tries to whirl around to throttle Higekiri now, hissing and screeching and clawing at WWX with all her might to escape his grip. She may headbutt him if necessary, spitting goo from her mouth as more of the stuff drips from what's left of her right arm.
Normies really had the right idea...
But it looks like, at least, the fight is contained to that side of the room. The side that's closer to the locked door is clear and safe (probably).]
[perhaps normally, higekiri would listen! and he'd stay his blade immediately!
yet it seems like even after he's sliced into a dear friend's arm, he's not exactly completely present. it seems like the light's are on, but higekiri himself is barely home. there's something in his eyes that's sharp and full of bloodlust, not even mindful of the mess that's being made with all the goo and zombie screeching. he raises his sword like he's about to decapitate the zombie all over again -
but something in his chest reminds him the mission.
he realizes something is wrong when his sword is about to swing regardless.
it's only when the blinding pain gets worse that he falters, and instead his strike will move to stab A through the leg rather than take it off completely, even as he himself collapses to one knee, gasping out in both confusion and pain]
[Carefully, hand still pressed against her bleeding wound, Beck takes a few slow steps towards Higekiri and Wei Wuxian after giving Junpei’s hand a small squeeze. When she stops a safe distance away from both of them and the zombie, there’s something measured and a little bit afraid in her voice.]
Higekiri... Let go. Leave the sword there. [...] You’re scaring me.
[There have been exceptions, but she’s used to him being gentle with her. This is different, frightening.]
[He doesn't like this. He likes, like, 0% of this and Higekiri swings and falls to the ground which is troublesome of its own. But he has to leave it to the others, and even if he holds onto Beck's hand for a bit he lets her go. Still, A is hissing and swinging and he holds up his gun again, grateful that Wei Wuxian moved them away from the other two just enough that he can aim.]
Gremlin, move. [And it's only when he's sure he has a clear shot that he fires again to shoot A in the head. Sometimes being an underground detective is actually beneficial.
Nevertheless, while those three are dealing with the cluster on the other side of the room, he's going to start rummaging through the fridges under the autopsy tables again, going one by one. He'll check each fridge thoroughly while occasionally glancing back at the others. He'll also thoroughly check each of the stainless steel cabinets. Hopefully with the zombies down, they have time to come up with a new plan.]
[He's just getting clawed at and headbutted by a zombie it's fine. FIRST TIME BEING HEADBUTTED BY ONE... He's too busy being concerned about Higekiri's incredibly unsettling behavior to care, though!
After shaking off the headbutt daze he's doing his best to hold her still but then he hears his name (yeah) being called and he glances over at Junpei briefly, and it takes all of a single second for him to move out of the way of the shot. GOOD WORK TEAM. He's also eying Beck with some measure of concern for a second, but Higekiri is currently his priority. The... the zombie arm is staying in for now too, he doesn't want to risk pulling anything out... with it...
He'll let his zombie friend go if it seems she's no longer a threat, so he can drop to the floor in front of Higekiri instead.]
--Can you put it away?
[The sword, that is. Hm. He doesn't like the possibilities he's considering here.]
[A howls as she's stabbed through the leg, but luckily? Junpei's shot hits her right in the head. Black goo, skull fragments and other bits come flying out, probably splattering onto WWX... But she crumples in his arms, twitching for a moment before going still. She doesn't move again after she's let go.
Going one by one, Junpei will find more of the green jars in the two fridges closest to the Clinic door. In the final fridge, he will find a few individually packaged vials. Each of the packages is labeled. There are more of the glowing green jars inside that last fridge, too, labeled with the same information about detaining the progression of accelerated necrosis and apoptosis. Hm.
The stainless steel cabinets have, more or less the same type of contents. Materials for washing and drying bodies, as well as individually packaged syringes.]
[the problem is this: higekiri is the sword, and the sword is higekiri. to be told to put it away, even by friends, making his grip on the hilt of it tighten as though he has no intent on giving it up to anything or anyone. he would sooner die in this form than part with himself to anyone here - he knows that just as certainly as he knows that something is wrong.]
... Humans are so fragile.
[and while normally he would reflect on such a thing with a bit of teasing remorse, with some level of fondness, neither of those are present in his tone now. there's the slightest strain of irritation, even if it's hard to place where it comes from or who it's for.
he continues to bleed out as the pain overtakes his body, makes his breath shudder in pained gasps, and finally his free hand presses against the place where H had bitten him, his glove becoming covered in his own blood where the wound is open.]
This body is... breaking. Melting. [a beat, and then almost contradictory:] I want to keep fighting.
[what? who? he's not sure at the moment, but he knows that's what he wants.]
[That scares her even more, but she takes a few steps closer now that the zombie is dead, until she’s right there at Higekiri’s side. Most of the people in this room have seen her topless, so she doesn’t feel much shame about stripping off her shirt. If he’ll let her get that close, she’ll bend to press (a non-goopy part of) her shirt to his wound.
Or he could stop her, because both Higekiri and Dana’s emotes are scaring me.]
Melting is bad. [THANKS. The zombies are dead, he's keeping an eye on them, and he's letting the two of them deal with Higekiri because he's a little too freaked out to think much of it. Instead, he's going to check the vials one by one to read every label. He'll grab all of them, plus another jar of green liquid and some more syringes.
...he's also checking under the tables to make sure there's no hidden notes or, like, bodies or something there. If he can. How do tables work.
Anyway with all of that said and done he's going to approach and take a breath.]
We should check how bad the wound is...Beck, be careful with yours, too. [...a glance to Wei Wuxian.] Gremlin, you still okay like that? [With your...third...arm...?]
[The fact that his face is paling somewhere beneath the zombie blood n' guts and scratches is about the only indication that he's not doing well, because, as shown, his pain tolerance is insane.]
Haha, I'm fine, don't you worry about me.
[He holds his... zombie arm decoration with one hand and reaches out to try - first touching, and then holding, if it's allowed - Higekiri's free hand with the other, assuming it's moved before Beck tries to staunch the blood.]
Where does it hurt? Just the bite, anywhere else? All over? What kind of pain?
[According to the labels, all of the individually packaged vials seem to be a local anesthetic. Which is, uh, pretty useful right now considering 3/4 members of this team got hecking mauled. There's nothing hiding under the tables, though.]
[higekiri doesn't stop beck - but he watches her. whereas normally his eyes are gentle and amused at pretty much everything around him, it looks now as if he's a bit wired. like his edges have been sharpened all over again, fixating on her and while not outright regarding her as an enemy, as if she could become one at any moment. wwx can claim hige's hand, bloody as it is, but he'll find it tense again, like he's holding onto something so tightly inside that he might tremble.
and to think he just started to relax again after his brother died - but he supposes it makes sense, for him to literally start falling to pieces without him.]
Burning - everywhere.
[he reports it, and he keeps his voice even - it seems as though he wants to press on, to be useful, to fulfill his duty as the only true weapon among them, even though his body is actively rebelling against him. his breath stutters even if he tries to will it to stop, blood dripping down his person as he almost grows light-headed, but fights to hold onto his consciousness.
he levels his gaze at wwx, certain.]
We need to continue the mission. If I break, so be it.
[This is still not okay? But he's going to go and collect the four clipboards with notes about their zombies, too, pretty much being a hoarder to pick up everything they've found so far so he can flip through all of the pages instead of just the first with the initial and age and base information. He'll do this for all four, still awkwardly cradling jars and vials and syringes in his arms and also his gun.]
We're not leaving you to break, don't be an idiot. [The words are harsh but the tone is soft and worried as his eyes scan the pages.] ...we have local anesthetic, a mystery blue jar that I'm pretty sure we need for the ritual, and green jars with something that "detains the effects of accelerated apoptosis and necrosis." Which...might help Higekiri not turn into a zombie and die. And the best part is we're still locked in. So what do we do?
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Take it! [He had one in his hand and he passes it to her. He has a free hand now and, stupidly, slips his left hand into his pocket to slip a rainbow-colored brass knuckle on before hauling back to punch the body back as hard as he can in the chest.] What the fuck, what the fuck, what the fuck!
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Anyway he's also leaping into action quickly! Just running right past one of those rattling freezers fuck you zombie stay inside. WHO LOOKS LIKE THEY NEED MORE HELP Junpei has Beck helping him but they're both normies?? If Higekiri is still on the ground he'll head that way, but if a bonesaw and ahegun don't take down the other corpse, he'll zoom that way instead.]
—Keep the heart in one piece if you can, just in case!
[They're looking for a demon heart aren't they?? These are zombies but also like, who knows, maybe it counts as a demon heart.]
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Hilariously, Beck and Junpei will fare much, much better with J's corpse. The bone saw carves into the back of his head in a grotesque, spectacular mess. It stuns the creature long enough that Junpei is able to get a clear shot at it, blowing out its brains with one press of the trigger. He can keep beating it up if he wants, but it'll fall off the mortuary tray in a crumpled heap. The body twitches for a moment before stilling entirely.
But there's no time to celebrate their victory.
A and N's have been stirring up a fuss while all of this has been happening. The stainless steel bending and contorting as they, apparently, try to force their way out — until they finally succeed. A very angry and aggressive A bursts out of the refrigerator near the exit into the clinic, zooming right for WWX in order to intercept him before he can reach the others. She will be closer to Higekiri and WWX than Junpei and Beck. Meanwhile, N will also break out of her refrigerator, landing on all fours like some kind of beast before throwing herself right at Beck, claws extended.]
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but he rather hates the notion of being defeated by a human's corpse when he's already managed to slay a demon - even though his teeth are obviously grit and bared at the pain that shoots through him. it's hard to hear between the blast of a gunshot and the way that suddenly everything feels like he's been set aflame, melted back down to nothing but steel. he regains himself just barely, dizzy, battle instincts taking over as he slices at the claw that reaches for him, though not before it manages to slash at his cheek.
but he doesn't stop there even as he pushes himself to his feet in a movement too practiced, too graceful. something in his chest tells him to slice more, to cut more, to reduce the zombie to ribbons and he doesn't even think about wwx when he moves his sword again, aiming to cut the zombie clean down the middle.
...and if that works - then to decapitate it. and then to cut off its limbs before it even hits the ground, laughing through the pain.
sometimes,,,, you are a sword.]
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Don't—
[That's about all she has time to say before N slams into her, completely succeeding in knocking her off her feet. Beck gives a short cry of surprise and mild pain when she hits the floor. She reaches towards the zombie's hair, digging her fingers in and holding it away from her as best she can. Of course, that doesn't do much to stop it from scratching. Without the bone saw, her first inclination is to reach for the scalpel, but - it's so small, and the jeans she arrived in are tight enough that it would be difficult to dig it out of her pocket with her free hand at this angle. She's making small, panicked noises as she tries to think of what to do, but—
After another split second passes, she's raising herself up just enough to reach behind her back and grab something she's had tucked into her waistband, just in case. Once the ladle has been pulled out, she tugs harder on N's hair, pulling her head back - just so she can shove the long, thin end of the utensil straight into her eye socket with considerable force.]
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Heads up! [And he's throwing it as hard as he can at A in order to try and knock the creature off-balance and give Wei Wuxian time to move or attack.
He's never fought zombies before, but he's definitely watched a lot of movies. As such, he also moves once he sees Beck hit the dirt and he even manages to grin at her, slightly manic and slightly hysterical, when she shoves a ladle into N's eye. He runs past, to grab the back of N's hair and try to fling her off of Beck, moving her out of the way enough to try and put a bullet into N's head.] I take back everything I said about letting you come along.
[Beck is the best, but here's hoping WWX doesn't try to tame the zombie. Oh god, shit, fuck.]
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Anyway wow yeah that sure is a zombie heading toward him, huh. And unfortunately, Wei Wuxian is who he is!! Which means one of two things happen: If the brass knuckles make contact and distract A enough to make it seem like A will head over toward Junpei, he's rushing in to just fuckin full-body tackle it barehanded and try grabbing both of its wrists to restrain it. If the knuckles don't hit or do and A just isn't deterred from coming after his ass, on the other hand, he is moving - like, rapidly away from the rest of the group, backpedaling as quickly as you could expect from a light-footed swordsman of a twink, with his arms wide open. NO MORE TOOTHY FRIENDS FOR HIS OTHER, BETTER FRIENDS TODAY.]
This way, if you'd please—! Let's see if we can keep that poor body of yours in one piece!
[So polite to zombies...
Anyway if it comes at him he will still be trying to wrist-grapple to restrain it. LET HIM HOLD YOUR CLAWED HANDS, A.]
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N, on the other hand, manages to sink her claws into Beck's abdomen once she reaches her. The creature hisses while keeping Beck pinned down, black goo dripping from her mouth and splattering all over Beck's front. Even so, the ladle comes as a surprise — and it sinks easily into the creature's lone eye socket. It recoils, screeching loudly enough to give all of them a headache... before it's thankfully silenced by Junpei ripping her off Beck and firing a shot into her head. Once again, the body convulses like a mess of frayed nerved endings before it goes still, gore splattered around her head like a grotesque halo.
The brass knuckles don't seem to serve as good as a deterrent as any of them hoped, however. A screeches when the brass knuckles hit her, shaking it off as she becomes more agitated. With that, she lunges at WWX, chasing him around the room until she's able to reach him. He can try to grapple her with his twink arms, but A is going to try and dig her claws right into his gut, intent on tearing him to shreds. She has two hands and neither wants to hold WWX's!!!]
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unfortunately, as everyone is fucking dying, higekiri is having a grand old time. even when H screeches and has no hope of escape, he continues to slice. he doesn't even seem mindful of the goo falling on his treasured brother's jacket, or even his own blood coating the collar of it. normally he's much cleaner than this, purposeful, but it would seem as though that doesn't seem to be on his mind at the moment, skewering the body once more neatly before flinging his arm and throwing the body off his blade.
but he continues his laughter and delight, feeling his soul-deep need to be in battle fulfilled as he moves to run forward to follow after wwx and A. he doesn't even seem to bother with much of a warning, aiming to slice off the zombie's right arm once he's close enough, as though she's the same as the demon he cut down this past weekend.
it might be a bit of a close shave with the tip of his blade if wwx isn't mindful of him, huh.]
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She isn’t bothering to wipe the goo off herself.]
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Come on. [He's taking her hand and hauling her up, pulling her closer almost as if to shield her from anything else that might come after them. On the other hand, he's just going to eye her abdomen to make sure the goo isn't at risk of entering the point of injury, wiping it off with his hand and backing her away from where the other trio are in combat. Normies out.]
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Beck—!!
[But then yeehaw he's got zombie claws sinking into his gut!! Exactly where he's been stabbed twice before yay. THAT'S ALSO DISTRACTING, even though it'd be hard to tell from his reaction alone that he's been gut shanked - outside of the fact that, quick reflexes aside, he doesn't manage to dodge Higekiri's blade well as it comes cresting down. Higekiri's dick bow injury is somewhat avenged as his arm is sliced into THANKS.
Anyway hate that he's doing this especially since A won't hold his hand, but he's just focusing on holding back her arms (or uno arm...) and trying to get a bit between Higekiri and A so he doesn't go full ass ham and destroy another heart?? THEY'RE RUNNING OUT OF ZOMBIES.]
Be careful—! We don't know if this is what we need!
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Normies really had the right idea...
But it looks like, at least, the fight is contained to that side of the room. The side that's closer to the locked door is clear and safe (probably).]
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yet it seems like even after he's sliced into a dear friend's arm, he's not exactly completely present. it seems like the light's are on, but higekiri himself is barely home. there's something in his eyes that's sharp and full of bloodlust, not even mindful of the mess that's being made with all the goo and zombie screeching. he raises his sword like he's about to decapitate the zombie all over again -
but something in his chest reminds him the mission.
he realizes something is wrong when his sword is about to swing regardless.
it's only when the blinding pain gets worse that he falters, and instead his strike will move to stab A through the leg rather than take it off completely, even as he himself collapses to one knee, gasping out in both confusion and pain]
Something like this -
How can I say... I don't care...?
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Higekiri... Let go. Leave the sword there. [...] You’re scaring me.
[There have been exceptions, but she’s used to him being gentle with her. This is different, frightening.]
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Gremlin, move. [And it's only when he's sure he has a clear shot that he fires again to shoot A in the head. Sometimes being an underground detective is actually beneficial.
Nevertheless, while those three are dealing with the cluster on the other side of the room, he's going to start rummaging through the fridges under the autopsy tables again, going one by one. He'll check each fridge thoroughly while occasionally glancing back at the others. He'll also thoroughly check each of the stainless steel cabinets. Hopefully with the zombies down, they have time to come up with a new plan.]
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After shaking off the headbutt daze he's doing his best to hold her still but then he hears his name (yeah) being called and he glances over at Junpei briefly, and it takes all of a single second for him to move out of the way of the shot. GOOD WORK TEAM. He's also eying Beck with some measure of concern for a second, but Higekiri is currently his priority. The... the zombie arm is staying in for now too, he doesn't want to risk pulling anything out... with it...
He'll let his zombie friend go if it seems she's no longer a threat, so he can drop to the floor in front of Higekiri instead.]
--Can you put it away?
[The sword, that is. Hm. He doesn't like the possibilities he's considering here.]
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Going one by one, Junpei will find more of the green jars in the two fridges closest to the Clinic door. In the final fridge, he will find a few individually packaged vials. Each of the packages is labeled. There are more of the glowing green jars inside that last fridge, too, labeled with the same information about detaining the progression of accelerated necrosis and apoptosis. Hm.
The stainless steel cabinets have, more or less the same type of contents. Materials for washing and drying bodies, as well as individually packaged syringes.]
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... Humans are so fragile.
[and while normally he would reflect on such a thing with a bit of teasing remorse, with some level of fondness, neither of those are present in his tone now. there's the slightest strain of irritation, even if it's hard to place where it comes from or who it's for.
he continues to bleed out as the pain overtakes his body, makes his breath shudder in pained gasps, and finally his free hand presses against the place where H had bitten him, his glove becoming covered in his own blood where the wound is open.]
This body is... breaking. Melting. [a beat, and then almost contradictory:] I want to keep fighting.
[what? who? he's not sure at the moment, but he knows that's what he wants.]
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[That scares her even more, but she takes a few steps closer now that the zombie is dead, until she’s right there at Higekiri’s side. Most of the people in this room have seen her topless, so she doesn’t feel much shame about stripping off her shirt. If he’ll let her get that close, she’ll bend to press (a non-goopy part of) her shirt to his wound.
Or he could stop her, because both Higekiri and Dana’s emotes are scaring me.]
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Melting is bad. [THANKS. The zombies are dead, he's keeping an eye on them, and he's letting the two of them deal with Higekiri because he's a little too freaked out to think much of it. Instead, he's going to check the vials one by one to read every label. He'll grab all of them, plus another jar of green liquid and some more syringes.
...he's also checking under the tables to make sure there's no hidden notes or, like, bodies or something there. If he can. How do tables work.
Anyway with all of that said and done he's going to approach and take a breath.]
We should check how bad the wound is...Beck, be careful with yours, too. [...a glance to Wei Wuxian.] Gremlin, you still okay like that? [With your...third...arm...?]
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Haha, I'm fine, don't you worry about me.
[He holds his... zombie arm decoration with one hand and reaches out to try - first touching, and then holding, if it's allowed - Higekiri's free hand with the other, assuming it's moved before Beck tries to staunch the blood.]
Where does it hurt? Just the bite, anywhere else? All over? What kind of pain?
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and to think he just started to relax again after his brother died - but he supposes it makes sense, for him to literally start falling to pieces without him.]
Burning - everywhere.
[he reports it, and he keeps his voice even - it seems as though he wants to press on, to be useful, to fulfill his duty as the only true weapon among them, even though his body is actively rebelling against him. his breath stutters even if he tries to will it to stop, blood dripping down his person as he almost grows light-headed, but fights to hold onto his consciousness.
he levels his gaze at wwx, certain.]
We need to continue the mission. If I break, so be it.
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We're not leaving you to break, don't be an idiot. [The words are harsh but the tone is soft and worried as his eyes scan the pages.] ...we have local anesthetic, a mystery blue jar that I'm pretty sure we need for the ritual, and green jars with something that "detains the effects of accelerated apoptosis and necrosis." Which...might help Higekiri not turn into a zombie and die. And the best part is we're still locked in. So what do we do?
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covers the screen pretend im on the right account
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