[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Aunt Sue's Inn #10
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Aloise Zamora, Sariel [@Morose][/center][hr]

As always, the events which unfolded continued to happen without Liam's input, he heard Aloise yelling at him, but the words were dulled in his mind as he barely seemed to even understand them, in too much shock as he watched Aloise get thrown into the other room. As the gunfire continued, Liam covered his eyes and rubbed them, trying to bring himself back to his senses to help as Aloise took the gun from Sariel. But when he opened his eyes again his guardian angel, and the two bodies were gone, it was just the two of them.

Liam slowly moved to stand, watching Aloise closely as he stammered a bit, still in shock. [color=686F91][b]"W-wh-wh-what was... A-are you okay?"[/b][/color] He asked as he looked around, trying to see if Sariel was still around, but establishing she was back to watching from afar as usual. He'd have felt much more comfortable with her around, but Aloise had certainly proven able to hold her own, he trusted he was in good hands.

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[center][h1][color=5F7171]Darren Andrews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=5F7171][b]Location:[/b][/color] 1 Grant Road
[color=5F7171][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Jade Cornish, Reverend Adder [@Morose][/center][hr]

Groaning loudly as he was struck by the Reverand, Darren staggered back up against the wall as the blood ran down his face, the hunter seeming quite surprised at how easily the man had actually been able to hurt him. Overall the Reverend seemed much stronger than he had been previously, at least, until his head hit the ground and essentially popped.

Closing his eyes again as he was covered in the blood and brain, he looked down at himself and sighed, taking off his jacket which had gotten most of it and dropping it to the floor. At the very least they learned these things would be considerably easier to kill than he expected, normal weapons seemed to work just fine. Satisfied with that, he pulled his mixed magazine out of his gun and dropped it, swapping it out for a real one as he looked over at her.

[color=5F7171][b]"Seems that way, are you okay?"[/b][/color] He asked as he looked over her, making sure she wasn't going to drop dead from some wound he hadn't noticed.

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[center][h1][color=CBAA3D]Javier Crypt[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=CBAA3D][b]Location:[/b][/color] Crypt Manor
[color=CBAA3D][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Belladonna Crypt, [@Lady Amalthea] Zombies[/center][hr]

Separation did indeed seem to be Javier's goal at that point when it came to the horde of the dead, while he let his dearest work on her own concoction, he was busy at work slicing limbs and heads off the bodies, carving and cutting up their enemies as he made his way through the horde, still ducking and dodging under and over any incoming claws and attacks. He chuckled at his daughter's jest, continuing to carve through as if he was almost dancing. 

[color=CBAA3D][b]"Oh my darling, these aren't old enough to be daddy's friends."[/b][/color] He grinned, stabbing through three of the zombies and spinning his glaive around to slam them into another group as the rest of his blade cut through. His focus at that point was on getting rid of the risk, on carving through enough of them that they couldn't do much while he or Belladonna could focus on properly getting rid of them, with this much of a horde, it was just too much of a hassle.