Nakamura knelt down and picked up the object thrown to him by the hustling Yami. Upon further examination, it appeared to be a pocket knife of sorts. Maybe not the best choice of weapon in a zombie apocalypse, but beggars can't be choosers, Nakamura supposed. Flipping the blade open, Nakamura stabbed the air several times and tried to find the best angle that his hand could maneuver through the air to reach someone's neck. [i] Thank god Yami's too busy gathering junk food, I probably look ridiculous right now...[/i]

Just then, the principle's office doors flung wide open. Nakamura couldn't hold back his scream as he quickly readied himself against the two figures who made their entrance, the pocket knife nearly slipping out of his trembling hands. Fortunately, the two new faces appeared to be alive and well...or as well as you could be during the apocalypse. Taking an alleviated breath, Nakamura lowered the pocketknife and assumed a calm pose. Nakamura couldn't help but notice the blood dripping down one of the student's hands, a student he had met before...Ren, was that his name? 

[b]"That pile of sushi over there is what happened to Principle Genesis, courtesy of my friend Yami,[/b] Nakamura answered the unharmed student while motioning towards Genesis' corpse. [b]" My name's Nakamura, and that over there is Yami. Good to see we aren't the only ones that made it out alive."[/b]