[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][@Lady Amalthea] [@Pundii]: You guys are in for a treat! ^_^ There are only three more undead left in Altsoba. One of them is at Forgotten Relics. Now where might the other two be? That's right. [i]In front of you![/i] Eeep! Isn't that just exciting? The Crypt family had managed to get rid of most of them, guess a Crypt's work is never done though. No injuries in the first round of blows, thankfully--seems LLA isn't [i]too[/i] mad with Javier and Belladonna. 

[@BlueSky44]: While Katsumi does have great speed, the man catches her leg. He shoves her back down to the ground violently, but thankfully, she won't have more than a few bruises to show for it. The man grabs her again, but this time, she's able to evade his grasp. Maybe luck will be on your side this time?

[@Witch Cat] [@Nallore]: You two are clear for now, feel free to continue on with the conversation. ^^ The building where Mercurial and Eudora are nearby is still up in flames, Belladonna and Javier aren't too far away as well as they fight the remaining undead, and just straight ahead in the shopping center, Katsumi is fighting for her life. 
[hr][hr][center][color=#009999][h1]Mercurial Crypt[/h1][/color][img]https://s12.postimg.org/3nwrfg10d/mercurialgif3.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Outside the Burning Building
Interacting With: Eudora [@Witch Cat][/center][hr][hr]Mercurial's entire composure was void of emotion, without the slightest smile at all. Her smiles tended to put people at unease, and they rarely expressed her mood properly. With the flames licking at her heels, she closed her eyes for a moment, breathing in the intoxicating scent of soot. Any screams in the building had long since ceased, and she delicately brushed a bit of soot off of her gas mask. Mercurial always kept her possessions in pristine condition, of course. 

[color=009999]"I can assure you, my flesh has a decidedly bitter aftertaste,"[/color] Mercurial replied, turning her glance towards the forest witch. [color=009999]"No one has ever described it as sweet...No one who ever lived, that is."[/color] She couldn't quite recall ever meeting the woman before, but she supposed the woman had been drawn to the flames. She didn't make the mistake of assuming Eudora was just one of the homeless of Altsoba. Mercurial had long since internalized the notion that killers and psychopaths live among us. No one was truly innocent. 

[color=009999]"Is it something pressing?"[/color] Mercurial asked, her eyes flickering to the flames. [color=009999]"I have much more work to do before nightfall."[/color]
[hr][hr][center][color=339933][h1]Jade Cornish[/h1][/color][img]http://data.whicdn.com/images/210987954/large.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Altsoba County Prison
Interacting With: Darren [@Pundii][/center][hr][hr][color=339933]"Does this one come with real bullets?"[/color] Jade idly asked, a shit-eating grin playing on her lips. As much as the situation was dark and depressing, the injury she sustained in the fight seemed to have almost jumpstarted her system. She did, however, feel slightly an unease. With the rest of the town in tatters, she assumed that there would have been piles of bodies and destruction at the county lockup. Darren's suggestion got a slight chuckle from her, but she held the shotgun a little tighter all the same. 

It was then that a scream pierced the air. It was sharp, shrill, and short. As if someone had smothered the screamer within an instant, it faded away, leaving only the feeling of unease behind. 

[color=339933]"I died last time, your turn,"[/color] Jade shrugged, frowning slightly. Something didn't make sense about this scenario, but she couldn't put her finger on it. As far as she knew, the inmate she was looking for was in an isolated ward, kept drugged into a stupefied trance after a succession of escape attempts earlier that year. And there was no reason for the murderess to steal the angel blade, no reason why she would have even [i]known[/i] that Howard had it. 

[color=339933]"Something isn't right here,"[/color] Jade murmured, glancing up at Darren. But knowing that she couldn't afford to waste any time, Jade lead Darren inside of the prison. Once inside, the prison would appear almost entirely well kept. The tell tale trail of blood, however, leads to the Cafeteria. Bodies are placed in a heap. 

The silence is shattered by another scream--closer this time, almost certainly female as well. 
[hr][hr][center][color=#00ffcc][h1]Aloise Zamora[/h1][/color][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/95705c24a747a2a231a46d44f8d2538c/tumblr_inline_n9w53zg0WG1rwt71l.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: the Church
Interacting With: Liam [@Pundii], Amy [@Lady Amalthea][/center][hr][hr]Aloise hit her forehead with her hand, hearing Liam give the explanation. Most people never could accept the existence of the supernatural, they had to be eased into it. Words like [i]demon-ey[/i] tended to make it sound like a bad TV drama, rather than something pressing and real. She smiled weakly at Amy, as if apologizing for the way Liam acted. Half of her was tempted to just repeat her prior explanation--that he was Australian--and move on. 

[color=00ffcc]"I'm not going to stop you, you can leave if you like,"[/color] Aloise said, her voice kind and soft. [color=00ffcc]"I'm here to help you. Like....Like Liam said, Satan himself is after you. And I know you probably don't think you need help, but the devil doesn't mess around."[/color]

She paused for a moment, trying to collect her thoughts. It was always slightly hard for her to speak about the devil and the intricacies of hell, her mind flashing back to horrors she could no longer comprehend. She never received an answer as to why she had been sent to hell, after that piece of shrapnel decided to take her life. But there would be no good answer for that, Aloise had realized. All she could do was to keep on going. Always forward. 

[color=00ffcc]"I know this sounds weird and I get it, I do. But I'm...I hunt demons, that's what I do,"[/color] Aloise explained. [color=00ffcc]"And Liam, he's not Australian...Well, he is....but he's a Prophet of the Lord. You're in danger as long as Satan is out of his cage."[/color]

Hanson had stayed mostly quiet while the hunter and the Prophet entered the church, but at hearing Liam's identity, he raised an eyebrow. It wasn't every day that a Satanist and a Prophet were in the same room. Glancing at Amy, Hanson muttered a Latin phrase under his breath. [color=ffcc66]"Christo."[/color] He paused for a moment, watching to see if either Aloise or Liam would react, before nodding at Amy. [color=ffcc66]"They're clean. Demons can't stand to hear the name of God--no matter what shitty language you say it in."[/color]