Sweat cascades from Blair’s forehead as she arches her back against the cold floor. A green and blue haze freely pours from her fingertips to reach the computers above her. Wiping her head she looks across to see her sidekick Cellular Dog tilting his head as he examines his favorite human. "Zachie poo! Allllllll finished!" Blair pushes herself up underneath a bone shaped desk.
She checks over the main security screen built into the table. She can see multiple corridors inside the HQ of the screen and glancing over to another screen to see the picture flicking through different locations of the island. "In case the power for some mysterious reason ever goes out in our HQ i've installed a back up battery of power for you so you could keep an extra snout on security." Petting her puppy on the head she rubs behind his floppy ears resulting in his right leg kicking in relaxation.
His eyes then glow blue as his ears pull back behind his head. "I know, Zachie. This will be our first mission away from each other in so long. It's your duty to watch over our island and take care of the kids while we are gone. I love you, baby" Laying a kiss on his forehead she leaves.
The two shed a tear as they begin the first steps of their separate missions.
With one step closer she inches herself forward to press her lips close to Noah’s left ear. “Making me sweat and yell already on the first date, huh?” Biting her lip she walks away to complete her delicate portion of the mission.
Strutting towards her destination Blair unleashes particles of pink light from the pores of her skin. The flux of colored fragments altering her stealth costume and trademark wings to masquerade it with the illusion of a wounded woman in bloodied pink lingerie. Smirking knowing that Meison and Noah could witness her scandalous costume change. Though she could feel Zoe probably popping an eye vessel wherever she is.
“Help!” A piercing cry is delivered from the masked survivor’s lips. Alone in the middle of the barren street the hero finds herself hoping to draw the attention of those predators nearby. “HEEEEEEEELP!” Another devastating yell unleashing an echo to bring more upon her direction.
Walking with an over exaggerated limp she found herself to the planned location to draw their enemies in. “Oh! No! I am lost and scared!” Her eyes nervously shift back and forth until she begins to spot a group of figures slowly marches in her direction. Shit. “HELP!” she begins to show an expression of panic.
Falling down to her red knees she can feel the wavelength of footsteps. The distance between the fast paced steps decreasing per second. A sonic pitch emits from her vocal chords unleashing a call to pinpoint her exact area to those willing to feast. A disruption in the matrix of her being glitches making her see through for a split second. Unnoticeable to the zombies approaching they continue follow the pink haired victim as she continues to leave her dying call. A horde of at first a dozen surround the helpless singing hero. As the first group begins to swipe and tear they miss as their hits and bites don't touch her. Two more dozen join in as the call still emits from her throat.
Each menacing movement phasing through the revealed digital hologram. Like a Ventriloquist Blair sits on a fire escape not too far away in the distance. Her mouth closes shutting the illusion puppet's voice off. Lifting her wrist she forces her copy to begin to levitate as the mindless beings still continue to swipe relentlessly. At this point there are now about 35 walkers surrounding the holographic doll.
Clasping her hands together she holds the hologram hostage in the air as it glows bright. Along with the volume of brightness rising the body emits a wave of beating sound to attract more zombies to join the horde. Pulling her hands away from the grip the body of the hologram splits apart into hundreds of tiny little shards of burning light. The explosion sending them sporadically around the horde. The legion of walkers begin dropping one after another as the shards either catapult a shard paralyzing their vision or immobilizing them by hitting different limbs.
Feeling the a wavelength of footsteps radiating from below she can sense her ally Noah below her. Blair watches Noah’s reaction to the distraction. Blair smiles at the enjoyment of his expression as if he is about to send a telepathic call for her whereabouts. Levitating down slowly from the ladder she floats a few inches from behind him. “Let's keep moving so we can give Meison more time to get through.” Placing her fingertips onto his firm shoulder she winks as she walks pass him. Still in her bloodied lingerie disguise she awaits for a telepathic command.
@feral_nova Make Z pay for what she did!!!!!!! :P
@ziccarra_liafador Ingenious move!! Now Nova has one less trick up her sleeve lololol
I'm loving this!!
I'm loving the hype start to this, you two!
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