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Jason was sure he was in hell. There was just no other way to explain it.

He had gotten the message from Caelius. Made a mad dash to the room and taken one good look at the Death division leader before hiding in the corner of the room and cowering at pretty much...everything. It had taken every ounce of self control not to scream his a** off at Allan who had cleaved the giant table in half, and he had become utterly confused at all the referenced the Sun division leader had made. Before he could make sense of the situation, he had been dragged into the portal and was now surrounded by what he thought was zombies.

....Yeah, he was in hell. No doubt about it. He must have been killed off in his sleep somehow. And now the Moon trainee couldn't prevent himself from screaming as the things slowly advanced towards him. He summoned his sword, and swung the item in a attempt to keep them the hell away from him. Sadly his aim was (way) off, and his random swings were doing nothing to damage the monsters. Thankfully though they seemed to be staying away, and for now the only thing he recieved was a few scratches from some lucky hits.

Hit or Miss: Miss
Hallows' Defeated: 0
Jason's HP: 38/40

The minute people started stripping Reine had ducked back behind Justin, resolutely staring at the walls. And sometimes the floor. Or anywhere there weren't changing people, at least, well, granted on missions and under Serious Circumstances things like modesty weren't high on the priority list, but stiiill. Averting her eyes from anyone around her Reine crept into a corner and crouched there, blissfully hiding away from the changing people and the gunshots, though the Sun division leader's singing was harder to block out of her ears. You won some, you lost some, she supposed...

Eventually she managed to grab one set of the outfit Allan had prepared for them, and hastily put it on over her jacket- there was no way she was going to take off her clothes, and on the bright side, she was wearing little enough that it shouldn't matter too much... right?

Wrong.

It was incredibly awkward moving around in what she was wearing, and Reine only barely managed to get through the portal before tripping over something and falling onto her face. Which also made her a really, really easy target for the zombies.

HP: 33/40
Hollows killed: 0 :l

"Odds are a good portion of the island isn't very fond of him" Leon stated with a huff, leaving out the gender that just might be the main assailant. however the motherly talk from Jordan was already killing his mood as his face fell into a sour smirk. "Hey, after what I saw on my device that he was saying to others, I think he needed that swift verbal kick in the arse."

There was no way in hell he was going to stand for anyone insulting the fellow members of his life squad. Even Robert, but to a much less degree. odds are whatever someone called the dancer, he deserved it.

Then suddenly there was a Allen not screeching the song of his figurative people. But there was a portal and after the lumbering boxer stepped through the threshold, quickly darting off to the side to make preparations and release his weapon. "What the hell is this guy?" Leon barked out at the superior, swinging and flinging sets of monsters into the sky.

He can't be human. No one could be this Strong AND Crazy and still be alive.

-One Boil that you don't want to get on his bad side.- Nid cheerfully added in to his question, to the dismay of Leon and his rolling eyes. Yes yes, ever so witty dragon, shall we get started?" he asked politly and held up the pendant in his palm and crushed it, the form of a chainsaw took its place as it puttered quietly. -To kill and eat things? you should know my answer by now meathead.- came the deadpanned reply.

But Leon always knew what the answer is, and already went on the charge and the attack. Emitting a furious scream, the Life hunter began to carve a path through the swarms of plain faced creatures and calling others behind him. "What are you waiting for guys? MOVE MOVE MOVE!" came the insistent call to get some crowd control in effect, especially with a few of them scratching at his fear shield as he tried to get to the center of the mass.

"Uh Allan Sir, there should be a commander or something in charge of the enemy horde correct?" he asked quickly, trying to catch up to the bloke that was just rampaging through them. He had to have a real plan of action right?


....Right?

HP: 50 45
"Hollows" defeated: 10
Damage taken: 5
Charge: 1/3

Nona continued making cooing noises in Clerise's direction up until the group moved through the portal. She was infatuated by the other woman, and it was all Sasha could do to keep her eyes averted as the weapon went on and on about Clerise's this, that and the other.

<Sasha, this may be the best day of my life. Nona has seen all of the breathtaking bodies. And now Nona will be wielded to deal out all of the pain and suffering! It is most fantastic!>

Sasha tripped immediately after walking through the portal. She hit the ground relatively hard, but thankfully the thick, scratchy robes were enough to protect her from any abrasions, aside from the robe-burn her knee sustained as she skid across the ground a few inches.

<Nevermind.>

Hit or Miss: Miss
Hallows' Defeated: n/a
Damage Taken: 3
HP: 37/40
Charge: 0/3

Before had managed to blend into the background at this point. Probably for the best as they were suddenly smack dab in a mission. Of sorts. Actually it was very reminiscent of when Before and the Strays first woke without their weapons and were forced to shoot the s**t out of things. Except something told him that this was not like that time where all the pain and hurt and agony and all that ******** acid was just in his head.

The bottle-cap pin practically leapt off his coat and enlarged into his wheel without a second thought. And as several of these things swarmed him, the Misty felt himself overwhelmed. They clawed and bit and tore at his FEAR shield, the pain lancing through his legs and arms and back. He tried to run but the odd uniform on top of his clothes made it difficult.

Retreating so soon, silly Before? Don't you realize this could end up breaking you? But maybe you do... Vanna crooned thoughtfully. Trust me, silly Before. I know what's best for my bonded.

O-okay... Before nodded, clearing his mind to listen carefully to his partner's instructions. No words passed, just a tug here, a nudge there, and Before simply moved with the swarm. He offered no resistance and just let his arms swing, arc, slash, smash. He felt surprisingly light for having taken down 10 of those things.

Hit/Miss: Hit
HP: 44/50
Damage given: 10
Charge: 1/3

Gale, wearing this ridiculous new uniform, was not very pleased to have been thrown into the middle of chaos.

"What the bloody hell - "

"Bloody" turned out to be a rather unfortunate choice of words, all things considered. They had been thrown into what appeared to be a hive of dead eyed, slimy, rotting zombies that were surrounding them on all sides and looking as though they wanted nothing better to do than chomp on a nice piece of arm and leg.

And what the heck was Allan even doing -

Gale summoned his rifle, held it out, and fired off a shot - but the damn uniform was too awkward, too bulky in places and too tight in others, and he wound up staggering and tripping over the hem of it instead, the bullet going AWOL.

"Bloody hell - "


HP: 42/50
Damage: YOU WOULD MISS, WOULDN'T YOU GALE
Charge: 0/3

Deryk's eyes widened as they were suddenly in a battlefield. He might have been impressed with Allan's ability to just spawn a portal in the middle of a classroom otherwise. And quite frankly, he was an impressive fighter too, as he watched him take out a bunch of undead. But... that advice he gave wasn't really... useful.

In any case, he soon realized that they were being swarmed by the creatures.

"Oh god it's like the Shadow run!" he cried out before turning his back to Wilson, "Letshopeitdoesn'tendthesameway..."

He was not prepared for this. He was not prepared for this. Oh god he was not prepared. Tooley was trying to get him to calm down, but he was a little on the panicky side right now. As a result, he made a wild swing with her, missing as the undead were still several feet away. They managed to close the gap to strike him.

HP:34/40
Defeated: 0
Charge: 0