[There was something to be said for the Infected and their approach to attacking. Whereas vampires tried to be scheme-y and clever nine times out of ten, these guys were just blunt instruments. When they went at it, they really went at it. And you could hear them coming.
Not that she enjoyed fending them off, but at least none of them had managed to take her by surprise, so far.
Which made Fatima bold.
So she was out at night, continuing her work of looting the abandoned cars in the street. So far, she'd managed to college a discarded bag of sunflower seeds, a couple truly fabulous lipsticks, and about half a dozen Teletubbies keychains. The keychains were fairly useless and the lipstick, while pleasant, wouldn't get her far. The sunflower seeds, however, were what kept her going back. One person's trash was another person's treasure and she was eager to find any other seeds that might be useful once they got back to Zelien.
There was no doubt in her mind that they would, eventually, return.
So there she was, walking down the middle of the roadway, high heels clicking, when she hears movement up ahead. A slash and a grunt of pain later and her hands are on fire. If it's a zombie, she'll burn his ass. If it's something else...well...at least she'll be able to see.]
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Not that she enjoyed fending them off, but at least none of them had managed to take her by surprise, so far.
Which made Fatima bold.
So she was out at night, continuing her work of looting the abandoned cars in the street. So far, she'd managed to college a discarded bag of sunflower seeds, a couple truly fabulous lipsticks, and about half a dozen Teletubbies keychains. The keychains were fairly useless and the lipstick, while pleasant, wouldn't get her far. The sunflower seeds, however, were what kept her going back. One person's trash was another person's treasure and she was eager to find any other seeds that might be useful once they got back to Zelien.
There was no doubt in her mind that they would, eventually, return.
So there she was, walking down the middle of the roadway, high heels clicking, when she hears movement up ahead. A slash and a grunt of pain later and her hands are on fire. If it's a zombie, she'll burn his ass. If it's something else...well...at least she'll be able to see.]