(Looks at Silver.) Maybe a rib or two, but nothing important. That's what the morphine's for, after all.
(Tallis and Luis, giving Gen a suspicious glance.) ...Hm. None of you has seen a headcrab zombie before? Then my deepest apologies, but I don't suppose I'm particularly inclined to believe either of you. You're much too... clean and spritely to be real people.
(Ewwww, yellow/brown blood everywhere, coming from the icky dead aliens and the icky flayed humans respectively. ICKY...)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019(oops, soz. Noted.)
Pfheheh, there's barely even anyone alive there, my dear! And, I mean, there's no way in hell you're from the city, not as well-nourished and clothed as you are.
(Silver.) ...Right. So where, in fact, is "here"?
(Xine.) Yes, you know... able to shower...
(Says this with a twinge of sadness, running a gloved hand through his dusty hair. Flippantly nods at Luis and oy vey, convo pileup)
(yea, they gross)
make it through this year if it kills you yet | 2001-2019

-xine bends down to look at one of the zombie corpses, having decided to sit out the zombie fight-
what are these things anyway? don't look like normal living dead
edited 25th Aug '15 5:13:56 PM by Bcom