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[b][color=ed1c24]"And... got'cha!"[/color][/b] Thea, or rather Graphite Daze, said as she finally got the best over the zombie she was fighting against. All it took was getting a hold of its arm and blowing its head off its shoulders with her shotgun. Sure she probably could have done it faster if she wanted to, but where would be the fun in that?

[b][color=ed1c24]"Really, have you guys never learned that shotguns are like the best weapons to have around in a zombie apocalypse? Go watch any old movies and you'll what I'm talking about,"[/color][/b] she said to no one in particular, after noticing that the other Red players had spread apart to do their own hunting either in groups or individually, leaving her alone as more undead crept closer and closer. [b][color=ed1c24]"Well, let's see what you guys are made of. Come and get me if you can,"[/color][/b] she said as she retreated  toward the territory of the other guilds, to see how they were doing, while trading shots with the creatures.

There was good reason Graphite Daze found herself in solitude, the rest of her team having been slowly pinned down by the zombie forces as each and every Faction were being pushed towards Royal Ranger and Black Cat's bastion of a tower. It left the few and far between stragglers to struggle for themselves, but naturally, the Scourger's leadership didn't seem bothered. That was perhaps the best of outcomes, some of the zombies flanking off from the rest of the horde to pursue Graphite. Just before she could reach the net of area closer to the other teams and her own, one of the foremost zombies pursuing her collapsed forward, deader than undead. The rolling of its head on the ground probably had something to do with it, the rest of the pack halting in their step. 

Evidently, the cause of it wasn't settled for waiting and made their entrance known easily. Another undead head popped off its neck until barely a few remained between Graphite and her new [url=https://i.imgur.com/TZCuwyp.png]guest[/url]. She stepped out from the shadows of the large alleyway nearest to Graphite, unphased by the stilled horde observing both girls; further proof of their intelligence. Her blade bleaked in black blood before swiftly put out with a single flick of her wrist before she sheated her sword again, eyeing up Graphite with an unreadable expression. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"Hmm?"[/color][/b] Graphite pretty much skidded to a halt when she noticed the zombies falling without she doing anything. It took her a brief moment to notice the presence of another player in the area nearby, not anyone she knew, but judging by the other girl's choice of weapons, she was likely a PVPer just as Graphite. [i][color=ed1c24]"Interesting,"[/color][/i] she thought as she pointed her gun at the other girl and pulled the trigger without hesitation, blasting a zombie that had crept behind her back to the mist it spawned from.

[b][color=ed1c24]"Nice moves you got there. Do we know one another from somewhere or are you here just because of luck?"[/color][/b] Graphite said as she reloaded her weapon dramatically. [b][color=ed1c24]"Either way, I like your style. Everyone knows that katanas are like the second best weapon you can have in a zombie apocalypse, right?"[/color][/b] she asked with a confident smile in her lips.

The unknown girl remained unflinching by the powerful shot next to her ear, hearing flesh crumble and fall apart behind her. Graphite wasn't a fool; a quick scan over could reveal the new girl was a Solo Player with no affiliation to any other Faction. Naturally of course, her player name was present above her head like everyone else. It read: Moon Rider. The new girl remained still as Graphite took all the time in the world to reload her firearm, even as the clamoring sounds of an undead storm surrounded them. [color=bc8dbf]"Is this supposed to be a joke,"[/color] were Moon Rider's first words, eyes unreadable by her visor. [color=bc8dbf]"You're Graphite Daze, right? The Scourger Deputy. You're not as strong as I'd thought you'd be."[/color]

By the minute movements and subtle change in posture, Moon Rider was clearly intent to smack around the other player, but just in case it wasn't known, Graphite could feel a cold and uncaring regard wafting from the other girl. After all, even if HGO was currently in its zombie mode, there was nothing prohibiting players from firing on one another, let alone PvP. [color=bc8dbf]"You don't have any power worth my time. Not like that over there,"[/color] Moon Rider said, tilting her head towards the pillar of flame in the distance. [color=bc8dbf]"If you're a Deputy, how come your power is so [i]weak[/i] compared to your leader's. No, it doesn't matter. My time is spent better in giving you a swift death."[/color]

[b][color=ed1c24]"I prefer to think that I have room to grow. Even though I think I have plenty already,"[/color][/b] Graphite joked, puffing her chest as she chuckled at her double entrende. She rested her gun on her shoulder without a care in the world as she listened to this Moon Rider girl who practically wafted hostility off every pore in her body.

[b][color=ed1c24]"Well, there's nothing I can do about that. The hot head over there gets too good for his own good sometimes, y'know? What fun would it if I just one-shotted everything that the other guilds have to throw at me?"[/color][/b] she said after being questioned about her "weakness". [b][color=ed1c24]"But sure, if you wanna come at me, I'm not gonna run. Give me your best shot—er... slash, Sis,"[/color][/b] Graphite said as she got ready to take on the other girl.

[color=bc8dbf]"That's not very classy for someone's dying words,"[/color] Moon Rider noted, before zipping on over to Graphite. Her steps held confidence in them and with that confidence came an athleticism that made her appear faster than normal; fast enough to be in front of Graphite in mere moments. Her hands didn't stifle either, slamming the end of her sheath into Graphite's gut. Hand still on the blade's guard, she released it in one fell movement to bring an upwards slash right across the arm holding her gun and cutting into Graphite's shoulder. Digital red splotched from the attack, Moon Rider already twisting around to slam a foot into the same spot her blade had made an indent in. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"It's not my fault that you don't get joke. Or maybe, did you get it a little too well?"[/color][/b] Graphite smirked while looking at Moon Rider's chest.

Not a even a minute later, she was already being assaulted by the other player. The speed of the strike was impressive indeed, but not enough that Graphite couldn't shave part of it off using her gun to parry the blade with her armor took care of the rest.

[b][color=ed1c24]"That's not half bad. I guess I really like your style,"[/color][/b] she said as she rolled back with the kick, taking the chance to counter with a shot from nearly zero range. [b][color=ed1c24]"Try parrying this,"[/color][/b] Graphite smirked as she unleashed the hail of buckshot.

Parry Moon Rider did, body working at a devilish pace. Leaping up high, Moon Rider avoided the nearly point blank shot effortlessly, though her momentum had to go somewhere. Gravity dictated it could only go down, and so she did, right onto Graphite. Feet first, she landed atop the other girl with blade raised high to strike down. A satisfying thunk of wetness was heard as Moon Rider blade sank into Graphite's other shoulder. Moon Rider wasted no time in burying the blade deeper, letting her blade run clean through or wrenching Graphite's shoulder off completely; whichever happened first. 

[b][color=ed1c24]"Well, you really know how to make a girl swoon, don't ya?"[/color][/b] Graphite joked even as she laid on the ground stabbed by the other girl. It seems that her armor wasn't that great against blades, which is only to be expected, but that didn't forbid her from having a good time with the fight even as her HP reached zero in a matter of seconds. [b][color=ed1c24]"I'll give ya this one, but next time around I'll show you a thing or two,"[/color][/b] Thea said as her game avatar faded.

[color=bc8dbf]"Sure you will,"[/color] Moon Rider mused as the other player faded away into shattered fragments of code and data. Sheathing her blade, she quickly noted the shuffling approach of undead steps in her direction before slipping back into the shadows of the alleyway. It was a shame the Red Faction was without their Deputy now, leaving a logged out and ruffled Thea alone with a bunch of players running past from invisible obstacles. But then again, if she was so weak to have lost so easily, she didn't deserve to be Deputy as far as Moon Rider was concerned.
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