[hr][hr][center][img]http://i1289.photobucket.com/albums/b518/ThetaOswin/Altsoba%20Update_zpsmrjzomag.png[/img][/center][hr][center][@Witch Cat] [@Lady Amalthea] [@BlueSky44] [@Pundii] [@Nallore][/center][hr][hr][@Nallore]: All of the movement causes the blood to start flowing rapidly again. Sam is lucky, she isn't dead yet. However, she's definitely going to be feeling it. Drowsy and dizzy, it's likely incredibly hard to walk, and even to focus, really. She seems to have thrown Harley James off of the scent for now, but unless she gets medical attention soon, she'll likely collapse from blood loss. And in Altsoba, it isn't like anyone is going to have the time to dial 911 for her--or that any first responders would be available. 

[@Lady Amalthea]: The devil snaps his fingers, a machete appearing in his hands. He swings it around, out of near boredom, as he ponders how to approach Amy's questions. There is nothing inherently dishonest about his expressions, but he puts off an aura of distrust and unease nonetheless. As he moves forward, [url=https://media.giphy.com/media/146X1Qm733Y9G0/giphy.gif]a woman[/url] appears in a blinding beam of light, forcing Lucifer to stagger into the corner. The pair seem to know each other, and a heated shouting match begins. The language is Akkadian. As the two celestial beings begin to brawl, blade and machete being handled with great skill in an almost dance of a fight, Amy and Hanson have their chance to escape. Or perhaps, it may be better to stay behind, and see who wins...

[@Lady Amalthea] [@Pundii]: Perhaps Belladonna is indeed onto something. The more they fight off, the more that seem to appear. Each member of the family takes injuries and blows, though for Belladonna and Javier, these are relatively minor. In the fray, at least ten of them have surrounded Mercurial, and they end up sending her flying backwards--straight into the cauldron simmering with Belladonna's potion. The potion douses Mercurial, and if that isn't enough, the force of the impact has knocked the girl out cold. 

[@Witch Cat]: Oh dear, look what we have here...As Sylvia walks along the highway, she'll notice that at first, things are calm. There are the normal pieces of garbage on the side of the road, the occasional mattress, and so forth. However, when she's only half a mile outside of town, the scene turns gruesome. About twenty-nine corpses have been thrown into a heap, each of them dismembered. It isn't quite clear what arm belongs with what torso and what head. The blood has soaked into the road, and at the town line itself, the darkest presence Sylvia will have ever felt lurks there, whispering at her. [color=red]"Sylvia...Sylvia..."[/color] it beckons, as if daring her to test its power. 

[@Witch Cat]: For an old woman bleeding to death in the apocalypse, Eudora knows her stuff. The healing salve begins to work wonders, practically glueing the open wound back together. The only catch is that it doesn't replenish her blood. With a low amount of blood, Eudora is feeling dizzy and drowsy, fatigued and tired. She won't be able to do much without collapsing, as her blood pressure is failing as well. However, Sutton's latest attack misses the old woman, as the goat continues to rebuff the blonde girl. Perhaps if you can't kill the person, you can destroy the body? Hmm....[color=red]"You sent me,"[/color] Sutton says, an eery chill to her words. [color=red]"You must pay for your sins."[/color]

[@BlueSky44]: Only static comes in from the station radio. The fire that killed Cecily and Danica did a decent number on all of the equipment. There are a few channels that Altsoba PD tends to use, and as Zachary flips from channel to channel, only static greets him. That is, of course, until he reaches the third channel. [color=23D5B7]"This is Decker--ETA five minutes."[/color]

[@BlueSky44]: Katsumi's strategy doesn't go too well at first. Sorreast gives her a nice future scar on the cheek, traveling almost all the way up and down her face. Guess she won't be in any beauty contests in the future, hun? Unless, of course, scars come in style...Sorreast ends up practically falling on Katsumi's blade, but it doesn't stun her. The two of them begin to tumble almost, and the blade comes out, giving Katsumi the perfect opening. It's a bit hard work, since the blade isn't suited to this task, but she cleanly removes Sorreast's hand. [color=red]"We are legion for we are many!"[/color] Sorreast hissed, before resuming the offensive. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#339933]Jade Cornish[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/846ef208812acda4bb345ed121e96cf4/tumblr_inline_o2i11gposP1scq4k2_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: 1 Grant Road
Interacting With: the Undead, Darren Andrews [@Pundii][/center][hr][color=339933]"I'm just peachy,"[/color] Jade reassured him, toeing the Reverend's corpse with her boot. It definitely stayed down this time, though she strained her ears to ensure there were no other assailants about. No one appeared to be coming from above, but she spotted the blonde in the corner, her body shaking like it was filled with bees.

[color=339933]"Think you missed one, mate,"[/color] Jade said, nodding towards Clarissa. [color=339933]"Shall I save your arse again or can you handle her?"[/color] She readjusted her grip on the candle holder, eyeing the corpse in the corner. It almost appeared to be a glitch, but no good things can last. As the blonde woman made her way over towards the pair, she went not after Darren as originally, but instead for Jade.

[color=red]"To think you could be more despicable than me..."[/color] the corpse snarled, before the attacks began once more. [color=339933]"Bite me."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ffcc]Aloise Zamora[/color][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/86e91978b0f59474f62c07129349db95/tumblr_inline_n9w7yn2Tx81rwt71l.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Aunt Sue's Room 10
Interacting With: Liam [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr]Aloise nodded, wincing as her nose moved. She pinched it and looked up at the ceiling, before resigning herself to her fate. The bloody thing was broken, and she didn't have time to go see a doctor about it. If she ended up looking like Albus Dumbledore for the rest of her life, she'd have to deal with that. 

[color=00ffcc]"Are you alright?"[/color] Aloise asked, peering sheepishly almost through the hole in the wall. She dusted herself off, expecting more bodies to come shambling for them. It felt almost futile to her, but she began to make a salt line around the two of them, in hopes that it would help ward off anything. 

[color=00ffcc]"Liam, I need you to concentrate,"[/color] Aloise added, looking the Prophet in the eye. [color=00ffcc]"Tell me, in detail, every vision you've had. It'll help me fix this mess."[/color] Truthfully, the apocalypse wasn't her area of expertise. She had worked with other hunters before though, and she figured that one of them might have some useful information. Darren Andrews in particular came to mind, and she made a resolution to call him, once Liam told her what he could. 

For now, she'd have to improvise.