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She didn't expect it to happen, she never get into contact with explosive enemies and thus couldn't make a clue out from observation. The bloods were dripping, like some toxic acids, they burn small holes all over her clothes. The creatures slid down from the scythe was falling apart, as if the things supporting her frame all vanished.

Among the two, Z was the always wiser one. Be careful, he'd yelled, but the blaring last shriek covered his voice. It exploded and she was doing nothing but stood with shock. Out of reaction, she turned her back against the ichor spitting at her and everywhere. It eroded the fabric and burned her skin. She couldn't help but squealed at the pain. It was digging further down, she could feel it much clearly as the beast cursed for the disappearance of their shield.

She felt useless, for the only thing she managed to do was curling up, her body uncontrollably convulsed and the pain reached her in waves up and down. She knew it would be bad for her to make audible cries, so she bit on her lips to stop the voices from escaping. When the pain temporarily subdued, she asked for others' condition.

"R..Roland....Jordan Sen-sei, are...are you al-right?" The agony from the corrosion made her hard to breathe, but she wanted to ensure they were fine first. They defeated the thing but they were badly harmed. One of them already knocked out, and she needed to stay strong, thus the petite hunter forced herself to brace up, climbing along a shelf to stand like a new born deer. She was wearing a smile, even sweating. "How's-how's the others? You'll be safe soon, the help," she took a breathe, "is coming." She smiled, and barely maintained it through the struggle with the pain.

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As the scythe went back to his hand, he shortly noticed something was wrong. The creature dissembled by itself and the black bloods poured at the floor like buckets of ink. Streams gave out when the ichor came into contact with anything, he frowned at the scene.

"What the f-" He mumbled at the shriek and turned his body. <NooooOOOOOoooooooooO Ace!> Catherine screamed as the hunter fell with the broken shield, he was the closest to the explosion and most of the acids squirted at him. "s**t." That was his last word before he fell straight to the ground, covered in tar-like acids and lost his consciousness. His last thought was his make-up and his only pair of decent shoes. ******** that, ******** his body reaction, ******** all that.

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Shu's HP: -3 (still moving)
Ace's HP: -7 (unconscious)

Rep spotted the explosion as it happened and swore profusely at the CCTV monitors. Ferros vanishing had been enough to make Tracey cry out in distress and everyone else looked in ******** rough shape. He didn't hesitate. Harrison was informed to prepare them for hunter injuries and even as Ro's text arrived in his phone he was on his way, striking out into the darkness with haste. It was only fortunate he knew the area around the rink itself and could find them rapidly.

The Death hunter seemed to come out of nowhere, at first seeming like one of he infected himself, so covered in red and black blood that he was only moderately recognizable and without any sort of light or torch to herald his arrival. He became recognizable the moment he spoke.

"s**t!" he said as he took in the scene, before seeming to remember that he needed to be positive in all things. "Pardon my language chaps. Everyone is still breathing. Good. Good." He did not look sure it was a good thing they were at all. Ideally he knew, they shouldn't move the wounded without some sort of stretcher, but it wasn't something they could afford right now at all, the other infected would be attracted by the acid and the noise.

"I need you to get Ace." he said to Ro. "He's the most injured, carry him carefully. I'll get Shu and Jordan."

The civilians had only been able to look on in helpless terror at what had unfolded around them, but watching the hunters get themselves injured trying to protect them had apparently warmed Buck to the intentions of their warders and he gathered his family up and helped his spectacled acquaintance to his feet with none of the usual vitriol and suspicion. "You guys." Rep said, directing them. "Stay close to us darlings, within the light if you can, call out of you hear anything, if the ground cracks, run with us in the direction we are going."

He made his way over to Jordan and Shu and offered each of them an arm, aware that it wasn't the safest to do so but that they were already hit by the acidic blood and there probably wasn't much he could do to make it worse.

"The rink's not far from here!, Harrison's got the place set up for you all. Lets get moving before more of out inquisitive infected friends arrive."

As soon as they were ready to go, he led them in the direction of the ice rink and across the blood streaked ice to the cots that were set up. "Sit down, take off any of your acid burned clothes to keep it away from your skin and we'll get you sorted out. Ro, if anyone needs a drink or anything, help them out please, and get yourself patched up too."

"I'm not saving you a towel if you do," Noah yelled after Al as the other boy disappeared into the darkness, and then, quietly, certainly not loud enough to have been heard, he said again, "Be careful."

He moved to the other side of the portal and chose a spot for another rune. Again, he closed his eyes and breathed and focused before beginning to carve. Under his knife, the rune began to glow, a steady and intensifying light this time, and by the time he stopped, it was brightly lit.

Rune carving: 8 +2 Life bonus = 10
+5 camp HP

HP: 17/40
Charge: 0/3, 1 used

Buffs:
Extra item use: +1 use of runic item
Melee weapon: Double damage against armoured type

Items: x2 bandages

Even as Rep was arriving Roland was standing between the group and the door when Rep arrived, his scythe lowered at once as the tension left his body a bit. He turned to look at all the others laying about he sighed. "Breathing but just barely. Jordan only had one roll of bandages on him." He moved past ace for the time being pulling out the four extra lights, "Rep's right, stay in the light and keep these pointed out at all times to keep us all inside it." He passed each survivor a flash light before turning back to Ace.

"Up an at em newbie, no point dying on your first party right?" He crouched down slipping an arm under the other hunters before lifting him up. There was a pause, a frown, and Sylvia vanished. << We had a charge almost! >>

< And Ace can't walk. We need to carry him >

Pulling the hunter up under the legs and arms he turned to Rep. "Your lead."

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It went smoothly they got to the base, the Civilians where passed off and Ro focused on what was really important, he stripped off his jacket and scarf tossing them in a waste bin, the blast had been mostly face and chest level so he took a moment to wipe more of it away with spare cloth before gathering water and distributing it to the hunters.

First to Jordan, "Sorry but I nicked your bandages just to be safe if something else showed up. Apparently Rep saw the whole thing and was on his way." He offered the veteran hunter a smile, "We saved them though. And we're gona get you back in shape soon yea?"

Next was Shu for her the bottle was opened and tipped into her mouth, "You did good Shu, everyones safe and we'll get you patched up. If you need something let me know?"

Last was Ace he didn't give him water just yet, he was still pretty banged up. "You awake there? Don't go to sleep yet. We don't want you in a coma right? Can you sit up a bit more to get some water down? We'll get your shield patched up in a minute."

<< You sure are talking a lot >>

< Because I'm terrified that I almost just watched three other hunters I was working with nearly die... >

He turned to Rep last nodding again, "Thank you."

Twirling Nona in her hands, Sasha made a delighted sound. The infected was huge and heavy; this undoubtedly meant that it would be slow.

She darted in and struck, dealing a fair amount of damage with Nona's deadly claws. The weapon shrieked piercingly, gashing at the chitinous armored plating that covered the infected.

The infected was not as slow as Sasha thought it was, and it swiped at her in annoyance, striking her shoulder. Taking up her position next to Otto once more, she laughed.

Al finally reached what he was sure was a hardware store - seeing as it had a massive saw on the sign. He ducked inside quickly and using Nuru as his only guide began to rummage through the shelves like a crazy bargainer on black friday. Pliers no, hammers nope, sterno - welp it was in the name (not that he had a clue what the ******** that was), batteries - maybe. He stuffed a few packages of all sizes and shapes into his backpack before continuing onward.

He reached out finally grasping something long, firm and handheld. He held it up and after stuffing an appropriately sized battery inside flipped it on.

The creature that had been arched up behind him with massive bladed claws out at the ready all along cast it's shadow up against a wall with a shriek of surprise at the sudden light. It lashed out at Al before he could respond.

Al spun with the attack and came back around to face the creature, and swing Nuru point blank - bashing it square in the side of the "head". It spat disgusting fluids across the side of a nearby display lawnmower.


HP - 31/50
DMG - 12
TAR - Speedy type - HP 48/60 - AUTO 6
CRG - 2/3 - 1/2 used
BUFF - Death Intermediate: -2 from damage modifier 10/15 + Flashlight
Melee weapon: Double damage against ARMOURED type.

"It's gotta be FEAR, yeah. ********' s**t everywhere." He shoved his shoulder into the infected and received a shoulder-full of claws in retaliation. Grimacing, he moved back and glanced towards the civilians. They seemed alright and the infected was generally focused on the hunters instead. "He's trying this new positivity shtick. It's gross and he's not telling us everything. 'The infected aren't the only things'? We take the kids back, I'm gonna kick him."


HP: 33/40
DMG: 1
CHG: 1/3
NORMAL TYPE
HP: 24/60
AUTO DMG: 4
Status: yay


BUFFS:
accuracy: -5 modifier to rolls (3/10 uses)
speedy: x2 damage against speedy zombies

Harrison washed up and changed into some fresh gloves before seeing to the worst of the group damage. He wasn't a doctor, he couldn't fix s**t, just tape it together until they were back island-side.

"Hey, Jordan," Harrison greeted with a lopsided smile, some concern tugging at it, "No wonder those civs were still in one piece. s**t. ...Got right through the clothes, huh?" and he smiled grimly some more, and tried not to let his worry show through about that either.

He didn't like to see Jordan this roughed up, and this...exposed, but he did the best he could, and helped Ace, Shu, and Jordan rinse off and cleaned the wounds from the acid real careful.

"Make sure to drink," he advised, "Stay hydrated. I'd say rest, but we aren't home yet. Just...don't take any risks you don't have to, okay?"

While he spent the most time with Ace, since Ace was the most ******** up, his demeanor was softer with Jordan, and he sutured together a gash on Jordan's forehead with only calm, professional touches.