TheThread called KH Werewolves

Sora wanted to help, wondering if she could summon her keyblade.

 

".... Keyblades are merely a useless weapon against these guys... But here." EAM snapped her fingers, and Amira held out a clawed finger, a keychain shaped like an eye within blood goo.
"For you..." Amira said quietly.

 

Sora took the keychain, alittle grossed out but it would probably have to do."Thank you.."she tried summoning the keyblade to the keychain.

 

The Keyblade looked morphed, twisted, dark and sickening. Eyes here and there, mini hands creeping out made the tooth of the keyblade, and some boils on the fleshy bare "skin" on the keyblade.
EAM and Amira didn't look at it, slightly sickened.

 

Sora gave a small 'euck....' ate the appearance of the keyblade.

 

"This is a good melee weapon, but here." EAM threw a 22 caliber machine gun to Sora, hoping he'd catch it.

 

Sora caught it, looking at the gun. "Uh...I'm not a gun person..."She said nervously.

 

"Neither am I, but things happen." EAM looked at the gun in her hand, sighing and wincing.

 

"Go Sora! Shoot that zombie!" Riku yelled, cheering from the sidelines.

 

... zombie? What did I miss? :/ *purrs*

 

Bella chuckled nervously,

Nothing, Sora, EAM, and Riku are fighting zombies...

 

EAM looked around, she heard nothing coming. Parma headed out to scout around. EAM started to shake terribly, falling in a heap and rubbing her eyes. Deep bags were under her eyes, she was tired.

 

"hey are you alright? You shouldn't push yourself like that. Maybe you should rest," Riku suggested.

 

Exel smiled and held up another tray. Tea?

 

Bella grinned,"Sure, since last time I didn't have much of a chance to have some"

 

"I'm fine, I've just been tired this week." EAM sighed and stood back up shakily. "... I'm so tired of this...." she mumbled.

 

"Why don't you let others fight? You could take a break to recover and let others handle this. Its not good to get tired because then you can't fight as well"

 

Exel smiled as he poured a cup for her and handed it to her on a tea plate.

 

"You can't fight very well when you're dead either. Yet I did it... Just a little sleep deprivation." Parma came back, shaking her head. "Besides, there's no one coming to get us right now."

 

Bella thanked him and took the cup. "So, how's life treating you?" Bella asked, wanting to start a conversation.