Post by Melody Arachne on Mar 24, 2007 12:46:22 GMT -5
Melody settles herself in the booth nearest the bar, shaking her head and unholstering her handgun.
"Let 'em try to get in today, that door isn't going to budge. Best thing to do might be to pick them off through the windows upstairs, or through the grating."
She gives the two defenders a grateful smile, then turns to Priz. "I'd be glad for a bartender, once the hordes find a mall to chew on; it's taking the owner longer and longer to wake up, and I can't do everything."
"I dunno that we can technically call seven deaders a horde. What is that, like, a hordette?" She gives a pondering look to the female zed in the cage. "Um ... you don't suppose they keep hittin' us because of her, do you?"
"Let 'em try to get in today, that door isn't going to budge. Best thing to do might be to pick them off through the windows upstairs, or through the grating."
She gives the two defenders a grateful smile, then turns to Priz. "I'd be glad for a bartender, once the hordes find a mall to chew on; it's taking the owner longer and longer to wake up, and I can't do everything."
"I dunno that we can technically call seven deaders a horde. What is that, like, a hordette?" She gives a pondering look to the female zed in the cage. "Um ... you don't suppose they keep hittin' us because of her, do you?"
