[identity profile] misskagura.livejournal.com posting in [community profile] hh_mirror
Kagura felt like she had been away forever. As much as things were different, they were still the same. She came out of a shower, getting dressed in a baggy tanktop and spandex shorts. She laid down on her bed, putting some headphones on as she started to drift off into a light sleep.

Date: 2007-10-03 12:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
((Okayed with Osaka-mun, the actual panic and run tag from the app will be posted there later.))

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The sound coming from the hallway is gradually getting louder, like a stampede almost, and as it approaches it is gradually overlaid with a voice.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHH!!"

Tomo comes bursting through the common room door, which was already ajar (and the portrait took one look at her and just opened it in an act of sheer self-preservation) at top speed, flailing madly and running around the common room in circles.

...yeah, not much has changed.

Date: 2007-10-04 03:16 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka trails along behind Tomo at about the fastest speed she's capable of. Which is basically just slightly faster than her normal walking speed, and she's still panting. Despite the mortal terror that being in the presence of a brain-eating zombie inspires, she has the presence of mind to shut the door. No zombies will be coming after them, thank you very much!

"They're back!" she wails.

Date: 2007-10-08 09:10 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
Tomo is flailing past the door just as Kagura pounds on it, thankfully, and screeches to a stop. "Who's there? You're not a zombie, are ya? You can't have our brains!"

Date: 2007-10-08 09:13 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
"It sounds like Kagura. We can't let her get eaten by zombies!" Osaka ambles to the door and tries too open it. Unfortunately, she's trying in the wrong direction due to the stress that having zombies try and get your spicy brains entails. "We'll save you, Kagura! Don't go into the light!"

Date: 2007-10-08 09:23 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
"HOW DO YOU KNOW MY NAME?" Tomo comes to the completely incorrect conclusion. "Wait, and you sound like Kagura... NO! The zombies already got her brain and they're trying to trick us, Osaka!"

She grabs the door and pulls on it in the opposite direction that Osaka is. Which, of course, means it flies open and hits her in the face, sending her sprawling.

Date: 2007-10-08 09:25 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka is too slow to back away from the door in time and likewise goes sprawling. She sits up, rubs her head where it hit the door, and then flailed her arms in panic. "Kagura! Shut the door! Don't let them in!"

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Date: 2007-10-13 12:08 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
"Yeah, that'll work!" Tomo cheers as the table topples to the floor. "Lemme see. A-HA!"

She grabs up the shovel-like object from where it's fallen amongst the other fireplace tools she knocked over in grabbing the poker. "Never underestimate the power of a blunt object!"

Brandishing it, she strikes a pose. "Onward! The great zombie hunt awaits!"

((The mun fails because she has one of these things by her fireplace and doesn't know what to call it but the "shovel thing." People with fireplaces will know what Tomo's wielding.))

Date: 2007-10-13 12:25 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka wipes the soot-coated poker on a tissue she'd pulled out of her pocket. She doesn't want to get soot all over her nice blouse. Bad enough she'll probably have to deal with zombie juices. She holds the poker out like she has no idea what to do with it--because hey, she doesn't. She stands a bit behind Tomo and Kagura, mostly because she doesn't want to be run over by either of her more enthusiastic buddies.

"Onward!" she agrees!

Date: 2007-10-13 12:55 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
"HEY! No fair getting a head start!" Tomo charges after her, despite the armor weighing her down and heedless of any obstacles in her way.

Like the fallen table, which she promptly trips over. Her trajectory sends her flying forward. "ACK!" The momentum sends her past Kagura and smack into the closed door. Her weapon clatters to the floor.

She staggers to her feet. "HA! Made it first!" She's still a bit wobbly on her feet, though. Fortunately, the armor and her face took most of the impact and since it's Tomo, her head is probably the hardest part of her.

Date: 2007-10-13 01:35 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka ambles after her friends, careful to avoid the table debris. "I'm bringing up the rear!" she announces, as though it wasn't immediately obvious.

Date: 2007-10-13 01:51 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
Tomo shakes her head to clear it, dazed but rapidly improving. "Pfft. I'm fine! I can take it! You know that!" Which is true - Kagura's seen the amount of beatings Tomo provokes first-hand on a daily basis.

She grabs up the shovel again, waving it proudly and wildly. "Anyway, let's get going!" But then Tomo pauses, some common sense whacked into her by the collision. "Hey - where do ya think we oughta start hunting?"

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Date: 2007-10-16 12:21 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
What? Osaka's going to catch Kagura? No way is she going to get all the credit!

"I gotcha!" Tomo says, running up behind Osaka, intending to cut in and catch Kagura in time. Unfortunately, even Tomo-speed is not fast enough, and she'll be more likely to be one end of an Osaka sandwich instead.

Date: 2007-10-16 12:29 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka is whumphed to the floor. It is uncomfortable. Kagura is heavy and Tomo is not squishy enough to be comfortable. Boy, she really hates it.

"I don't think this is going to get us to the Hospital Wing," she says, somewhat muffled.

Date: 2007-10-16 12:43 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
"AAAAAH--" crunch

Oh, look. Stone floor. Oh, look, armor. Oh, look, Tomo's still conscious. And sore.

With both Osaka and Kagura piled onto her. "I'm not your grandma, Kagura! Snap out of it!" She pushes up, trying to lift them off and not managing to make them budge. So Tomo starts the arduous task of trying to squirm out from beneath Osaka, her armor scraping against the stone floor. "Okay! I'm gonna... ow... get us outta this mess!"

At this point, between the thudding and the yelling and the thudding again and the armor scraping against stone, somebody might have heard a bit of the racket by now.

Date: 2007-10-16 12:50 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] teamseaslug.livejournal.com
Osaka manages to roll out from the totally not hawt pile. She sits for a few seconds, collecting herself, then stands and reaches out to try and pull Kagura and Tomo along the hallway. "We'll make it, you guys! Think happy thoughts!"

Date: 2007-10-16 02:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] tomowildcat.livejournal.com
"Yomi? Oh, man, you ARE in bad shape! I'm not that fat!" Tomo scrambles (and clatters) to her feet, coming up behind Kagura. "Osaka, I'll take her arms, you take her feet?"

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