Post by Lachryma on Mar 8, 2007 18:57:55 GMT -5
Lachryma happily walks down the stairs.
"Yay, I lose crowd of zeds, is-" She cuts off when she sees the blood-covered floor.
"Blood? Is strange. And where is Leon." The bar remains silent.
"Who did this? Where are they?" she snarls. At the bartender's nod to the barricades, she stalks over to look outside.
"Who is strange man with mine? Where he come from? And look at poor Leon..."
"Perhaps something could...I is no expert. Khrushchev, could needle help?" she asks with an air of defiance.
"Yay, I lose crowd of zeds, is-" She cuts off when she sees the blood-covered floor.
"Blood? Is strange. And where is Leon." The bar remains silent.
"Who did this? Where are they?" she snarls. At the bartender's nod to the barricades, she stalks over to look outside.
"Who is strange man with mine? Where he come from? And look at poor Leon..."
"Perhaps something could...I is no expert. Khrushchev, could needle help?" she asks with an air of defiance.