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There's nothing, nothing, nothing, nothing [open]
Who: Rebekah Mikaelson and You
Where: Alexandria
When: All during the event
Rating: pg-13 to R for violence
Summary: power nerfing during a zombie invasion sucks
The Story:
,day 1 and 2
Rebekah got a sword out from the closet as it the weapon she knows how to use the best. Normally she doesn't resort to weapons at all but her speed and strength aren't up to their usual standards so she's going to have to compensate the best she can. It's a little gruesome and by the end of the second day she's covered in guts and her hair is soaked in blood but she's alive. It's what matters. Thank god she had stockpiled some blood, just in case something like this happened, or she would be having an even worse time than normal.
Come destroy zombies with her
day 3
This day goes a little differently, Rebekah gets swarmed by a group of zombies and even though she manages to get out she doesn't get out without a casualty -- she's been bitten and she needs to find someone, anyone, to cut her arm off before the situation gets any worse than it already is. Which is why she will be wandering through the streets looking for someont to stop and ask.
Don't you want to help her.
[ooc: for the sake of keeping things easy to understand I only want one volunteer for the arm cutting, so it's a first come first serve situation whoever comments first for that scenario will get it, other wise they can interact with her the first two days. I am good with prose or action spam]
Where: Alexandria
When: All during the event
Rating: pg-13 to R for violence
Summary: power nerfing during a zombie invasion sucks
The Story:
,day 1 and 2
Rebekah got a sword out from the closet as it the weapon she knows how to use the best. Normally she doesn't resort to weapons at all but her speed and strength aren't up to their usual standards so she's going to have to compensate the best she can. It's a little gruesome and by the end of the second day she's covered in guts and her hair is soaked in blood but she's alive. It's what matters. Thank god she had stockpiled some blood, just in case something like this happened, or she would be having an even worse time than normal.
Come destroy zombies with her
day 3
This day goes a little differently, Rebekah gets swarmed by a group of zombies and even though she manages to get out she doesn't get out without a casualty -- she's been bitten and she needs to find someone, anyone, to cut her arm off before the situation gets any worse than it already is. Which is why she will be wandering through the streets looking for someont to stop and ask.
Don't you want to help her.
[ooc: for the sake of keeping things easy to understand I only want one volunteer for the arm cutting, so it's a first come first serve situation whoever comments first for that scenario will get it, other wise they can interact with her the first two days. I am good with prose or action spam]
day 3 - arm cuttin
She sees the woman get bit in the arm. There's not much time. Lee chopped off his arm, but he didn't do it fast enough and he still died. She chopped off Sarita's hand in the middle of a horde. She screamed, and they tore her apart.
Clementine moves forward until she's right in front of her. She's got a hatchet in her hand.
"We gotta get you in a house."
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"Lead the way."
There should hopefully be one nearby.
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She's so used to this.
It's strange how a trip back to her own world can make her mind center again, because survival is a thing she knows. She can keep pushing forward.
"We don't have a lot of time. Either I cut off your arm or you turn." Her throat closes up, because she remembers the last time. It can't turn out like last time. There's no way someone won't scream when their fucking arm's being cut off, which means the walkers will come, but she fortified the house enough they should have time. . "...Sorry."
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Rebekah is used to being the thing people are afraid of, it is strange to be on the other side of it, though it is not the first time it's happened here in Wonderland.
"Don't apologize, it's not your fault out only options suck. Let's get on with it, then."
cw: amuptation/blood/etc
Clementine probably doesn't have to say the words, but she does anyway, pulling the woman's arm out into view, bracing it on the table, and hauling up the hatchet as she aims for just above where the bite is. It'll hurt like hell, and it will take at least a couple of hits to get her arm off. That's what happened before.
They don't have time to ready anything, but Clementine will move fast as soon as she gets the infection off this woman's body.
She swings, making contact. Blood splurts out.
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If she did they would have to resort to this.
A scream erupts from her throat as the axe swings down, she knows she shouldn't draw attention to them but she can't help the base response. She averts her eyes, it's too difficult to look at.
cw: amuptation/blood/etc
Bloods getting everywhere like a small fountain. She's quick to lift up the remainder of Rebekah's arm, elevating it is one way to stop the bleeding.
Then she moves, gathering a sheet, tying it as tightly as she can around the remaining limb and pressing her hand hard against it. She has to make sure the bleeding finishes before bandaging, before cleaning it or she'll die from blood loss. Her gaze darts up to the woman, gripping hold.
"It's okay. It's off."
Clementine just hopes it was quick enough before the infection could spread to the rest of her.
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A child had to save her. It isn't lost on her how young Clementine is.
At least the infection isn't spreading.
"You've had to do this before, haven't you?"
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"Yeah. Didn't turn out so well last time, cause I did it in the middle of a horde. You can figure what happened."
She shakes her head. She regrets it. Maybe if she'd waited longer- Maybe.
Clementine pulls the bandaging over so she can bandage up Rebekah's arm now that the bleeding seems to have calmed, clotted. Whatever it is blood does.
"I'm Clementine."
Re: cw: amuptation/blood/etc
Whoever she had tried to save clearly turned into one of those things out there. Being a vampire was bad enough but at least then she still had her wits about her. These walkers? They were mindless, slaves to their own natures.
At least the bleeding has lessened. That's...something. Not much but something.
"Rebekah Mikaelson."
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It's hard. She doesn't usually have time to analyze any of it, and it's probably for the best.
Clementine's finished bandaging up the- the remainder of the arm as best as she can, but she knows it's still got to hurt like hell and it's why she's rummaging through her supplies in a bag on the table. She looks up at Rebekah quiet, concern. She hadn't even considered this could be- this could be family of someone she cares about (like last time too).
"...as in Klaus?"
Clementine remembers his last name, because it's how entries come up on the network, and it's how they met when he made the video post about his cat.
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That surprises her, somehow. She supposes it shouldn't. Klaus has made quite a few connections in Wonderland, more than she has managed to. It was unnerving when she thought about it too long because it's not like Klaus was exactly a people person. So it's bad when he has more friends.
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She smiles, resting a hand against Rebekah's arm briefly. "He's helped me a lot. He's my friend."
She clears her throat. "I have some pain meds and some food. They're- Your arm's still probably gonna hurt like hell."
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Yes, even missing an arm Rebekah cannot resist the urge to tease her older brother.
"I imagine so. I normally heal so quickly I don't feel much pain -- the meds sound wonderful just about now."
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She gathers together the meds and the food and water to down the meds with, opening the bottle. Her expression is quiet then, but she doesn't ask until she's given Rebekah the meds and set out food in front of her too to help settle those meds. They're powerful pain killers, okay? But that means having an empty stomach's no good.
"You normally heal quickly?"
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Rebekah hasn't needed any sort of real medication since -- well when Rebekah needed this kind of treatment medication didn't exist as it does now. It was mostly herbal remedies or spells from her mother. So she wouldn't have thought to eat first if Clementine hadn't put the food out. But she does so Rebekah starts eating.
It occurs to her maybe Clementine doesn't know what her brother really is. Whoops.
"I do. I'm generally very difficult to do lasting harm to, but my powers seem to be tempered here. You have to love when Wonderland does that."
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She definitely has zero idea what Klaus is. Ahem.
"...How did you get powers?"
She's trying to keep Rebekah's mind off the pain, but also, she's wondering. She knows a lot of super powered people here like Richie, like Anders.
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"My parents gave them to us -- our mother was a powerful witch."
One who would eventually hunt them down for being the monsters she turned them into -- Rebekah never wanted it, she never wanted the power or immortality. She wanted to be normal. Happy. To love and have a family of her own.
She's a girl who never got to grow up.
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She's not sure how many he has.
"So does that make you guys powerful witches too?"
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"No." There's a pause. "Except for Freya. She's special."
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There's another pause then. She's got an offer on the table from Richie to become a vampire if she wants. Sometimes it's really tempting. She just knows there's no turning back too.
"Do you... regret getting powers?"
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If nothing else, talking about her family is a welcome distraction for Rebekah. She's on better terms with them than she has been in centuries, she might as wel enjoy it
Clementine's question makes her frown.
"Regret implies I had a choice in the matter."
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They can't always make their own choices. It's exhausting to think about. She folds her arms across her chest.
"Would you have chosen it if you had one? If you know everything you do now?"