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Zell was content to keep his mouth shut when the new arrival started an interrogation of his own. And why wouldn't he? This man was huge. And not just tall like Arthur... Jesus, he was jacked! Dude looked like a bodybuilder who ate steroids for breakfast. Even the guards knew to shut the hell up. James, however, wasn't afraid to press the police chief with questions of his own. Whatever answers were provided to the Asian man, Zell would speak up in reply to James. This was because when James was talking, he kinda wavered mid-sentence, which made Zell have a sudden and rare apipheny.

"You were 'doing something else' huh?" he echoed James own words back to him. "Doing something dangerous maybe? Had an accident? Got yourself killed?"

The swordsman remembered the first words of MacKensie. At the time, he didn't know he'd died himself, but now - with that in mind - MacKensie wavered mid-sentence the exact same way James did.

"You know what I'm talking about, right?" he directed to the French woman. "That plane you said you were on... was that cap... or was there some kind of accident you left out." It was all just a hunch, but Zell went all in. "Me? I got hit by a bus. Very. Very. Painful. I died and woke up here. I'm willing to bet we all did."

It sounded pretty ridiculous. He hadn't taken the time to think it through. He said it anyway. Classic Marsel Brooks.

"How about you two?" he said, looking left and right at the American and European who he still had his arms around. "What happened? Didn't get your names, bee-tee-double-you. I'm Zell. Nice to meet ya."

A one-sided grin appeared on his face. Classic Marsel Brooks.
Isaac's eyes followed Zara as she walked up to the generator and crouched down. It seemed she was atually going to take a crack at it. The corners of his mouth pulled down and he nodded unconciously, quite impressed, then he followed Zara and crouched down beside her, taking a look himself but not saying anything. Her monologue as she went through the available information was classic detective work, and she worked her way over to the wall.

"Do you guys ever build these things on hard surfaces? Or just toss the walls up on the dirt? They're coming in under the wall. See. Scraps of fur where it's been rubbing the bottom of the wall. There's claw marks from them digging under it. They are coming in this way, we'll need to go outside to this wall to see what direction they are heading." She spoke to Isaac now, pushing up to her feet properly.

It was a rare thing for Isaac Storm to be lost for words, but he it certainly seemed like this was one of those times as he opened his mouth to speak but... "Err..." all he could do was nod a few times in agreement. "Yeah... sure."

And with that, they made to leave the engine house, Isaac taking a moment in passing to tell the engineer smugly, "Didn't touch a thing."

Outside, as they rounded the shack, Isaac laid eyes on the nearby edge of town and found the likely spot where the mole rats were coming in. It was a small gap in wall of burnt-out cars where some frayed chainlink fencing was supposed to be plugging up the gap, but was actually leaving a nice little rat-sized hole. "There," he offered with pointed nod. They went over. "There's no way this isn't the place. We should find tracks on the other side."

As they left town and got around to the point, Isaac started looking around. He noticed a couple of things worthy of inspection, but one look at his accomplice told him that Zara was really into this, focused, maybe even enjoying herself, and so he let her take the lead again. He too kinda enjoyed things like this. Whether taking bounties on bad guys or tracking animals - it was all still hunting, at the end of the day. Admittedly, Isaac preferred shooting people, something perhaps a little disturbing to the average person, but he still liked the little jobs.

With all this in mind, he decided against calling out how impressed he was with her tracking abilities so far and chose just to be in the moment with her. "Anything?" he asked as he scanned the area.
Hope y'all had a special Valentine's Day everyone!

@ZapdosZell put his arms around Clive and Fenna. I just didn't know to describe them in the post as those two weren't there when everyone was introducing themselves to eachother so Zell doesn't know their names.
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As he approached the pedestrian crossing, he looked over. The lights were red so he didn't slow his gait. He glanced down at his phone as he crossed, eager to finish the message he was sending to Clara. The loud honking of a horn drew his attention. He turned his head quickly to bright lights. Bus lights. Crash.

The lights were red.

Pain. So much pain. He couldn't feel his legs. Couldn't feel his arms. Couldn't move his head. The evening sky was his view. An indigo sheet dotted with the occasional twinkle. Pain. Slow blinks. Eyelids heavy. He could hear voices.

"Oh my god!"

"Call an ambulance!"

A face. Unknown. Horrified. Am I going to die? Fuck, please no. I'm too young to die. This pain though. The lights were red. Eyelids so heavy. Need to rest my eyes.

"Sir, are you with us? Stay with us."

More faces. Paramedics. Please save me. Please fucking save me. Can't keep my eyes open. Save me.

"We're losing him."

Shit. Pain subsiding. Blackness. Faces in the dark. My mother. Father. Sister. More family. Friends. Teachers. Randoms.


"He doesn't appear to have any serious injuries."

Oh thank god.

"Just a nasty bump on the back of his head."

Wait. Is that all. That bus though.

"Wake up, adventurer. The battle isn't yet done."

Zell opened his eyes after feeling the sharp pain on his cheek for the second time. He was traumatized. Shocked to see the townguard rise up to his feet and turn his attention to other things. The swordsman sat up to see skeletons fleeing out of the gate, hearing the ogres roar in their last stand. He got up quickly, reached for his sword to find it was gone. When he saw James he did his best to give him the bravest face he could manage, puffing his chest out. "Good to see you're not dead," was all he could think to say, and he gave the staff wielder a salute. "Now where the fuck is my sword?"

Fortunately, in spite of what the guardsmen told him, the battle was indeed over. The ogres were being finished off as he carefully approached, remembering that his sword was stuck in the shoulder of the Armoured Ogre. His mind was in shambles as he watched the townguards and others enjoying their victory. "Good job," he told one who he passed. Then shouted over to Arthur. "Hey Arthur! Nice going!"

Growling with effort as he pushed over the vine-wrapped Armoured Ogre, he went around and found the sword sticking out of the dead beast. He couldn't get the bus lights out of his head. He was dead! This was... hell or... something. Dead, god damnit! "Get it together, man," he told himself quietly as he yanked the sword free, then realized frustratedly, "Oh jeez, it's not even mine."

He found his sword near the eastern gate, and the time taken meant he missed most of the conversation, but also gave him enough space to prepare himself to be the usual macho dumbass he presented himself to be.

"Saving the world? Alriiiight," he interjected, inserting himself between the farm man and the European woman whose accent he still couldn't place. He put an arm around each of them to rest on their shoulders and gave them both a grin. "Road trip. Let's do it. Anything to take our minds off being kidnapped by another dimension or whatever... I'm down."
Whew. Forty unread posts taken care of. Time to crack on with Zell. Gimme an hour or two
@Crusader LordAw, that would've been so funny if we set that up and then later they talked it out and realised it lol But I already have her plane crashing into a canyon, flying from France to Japan.

Speaking of ironic, some of the character's names in this story have mild to strong connections to their owner.

@Calle Fenna means "Peace" which lines up really well with her personality and background.

@Zapdos Adam means "Earth" or "Soil" which is fits perfectly with his Adventurer Class.

@Teyao Sirius means "Glowing" which fits the Cleric Class.

@Saiyan Marsel means "Young Warrior" It's also French too, so we could use this for a cool interaction.

@Goblinguy Arthur means "Bear" or "Strong" just lol

@Dark Cloud Michel means "Who is like a God" which sums up the Legend that is Clive!

That's a lot of coincidences!


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Couple of rib-ticklers right there lol

Zell's-pining to kill a femur skellies but heel have to wait until tomarrow
@Dark Cloudlol they've had it rough in this story


He missed!

But not completely, thank fuck.

Zell felt both blades sink deep into the ogre. One would think it'd be enough to bring it down. At least to it's knees. Instead Zell was left to play 'Ride the Bucking Bronco' for the time being.

"W-woaahhh! Oh shiiyyyiiiyyyiiiyyyiit!" Zell yelled out as he swung this way and that from the hilts of the swords, trying but failing miserably to get his feet planted on the back of the Armoured Ogre and gain some stability. In his dynamic positioning, he caught a glimpse of James and realised the ogre was running toward his new friend. "James watch out!"

He didn't even get a chance to see if the man was dead or dodged as the Armoured Ogre stomped it's way across the battlefield while Zell hung on for dear life. When he finally got a single foothold on it's back, the massive sword came arcing around and Zell was forced to swing out of the way. The constant bounce of the rampaging ogre didn't stop but the frat-boy-turned-swordsman gained his footing once more - this time with two feet firmly planted on the ogre's back.

Zell yanked his own sword free of the ogre's flesh, leaving the other in there so he could hold on. The ogre's masive sword came around again, this time from the other side, and Zell managed to parry away what would have been instant death. With one hand he pulled himself higher up the ogre's back to see what was going on - and what that purple light show was - and (unfortunately) the ogre chose that time to come to a sudden halt, sending Zell flying overhead.

"Waaaaah!"

The sheer velocity of his flight knocked over two fleeing skeletons like bowling pins and then he smashed, upside down, into the wooden beams of the eastern gateway, smacking his head against solid wood. As he struggled to get to one knee, his vision blurred and swayed, but his attention was captured by the sound of another stone coffin hitting the ground just outside the town gates. He smirked as he realised that it'd just splattered a bunch of skellies when it landed, then he struggled the rest of the way to his feet.

"Oh nice, we've got reinforcements," he commented to no one in particular. He looked over at the ogres, then took a step towards them before pausing due to a really bad dizzy spell.

Two seconds. Three seconds. Four. Five...

"Alright... I'm okay," he said to himself.

Then he took another step and fell unconcious. Flat on his face.
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