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The Snatcher ([personal profile] subconmodo) wrote in [community profile] daybreakacademy2019-01-18 09:45 am

28 Bleach Vats Later

WHO: Avery Atchison ([personal profile] subconmodo), Imelda Rivera ([personal profile] no_dejare_de_quererte), Héctor ([personal profile] unpocoloco), Peter Parker ([personal profile] made_up_names), Souji Seta ([personal profile] punches_fog), Shuuji Miwa ([personal profile] willnotbeyourneighbour), Ellie Williams ([personal profile] elliexir), Fakir Ansel ([personal profile] schwanenritter), Bumblebee ([personal profile] thebreakfastbug), Orihime Inoue ([personal profile] leekspins)
WHERE: North Dakota
WHEN: January 18th, 2019
WHAT: Obtaining funding for the Academy at the cost of one's dignity. Unless you're in the cleanup group.
WARNINGS: None atm. Will update as they pop up.
Note: Full mission details/plotting can be found Here

To Avery's credit, he had tried to prepare his students for this. The zombies had been the easy part. The corpses were slow and weak and as long as none of them did anything stupid they wouldn't be in danger. Wouldn't help the smell or the grossout factor, but such was life, death, and undeath.

Their clients were another matter entirely.

"It's not death that's going to be our enemy here," Avery had said during the briefing. "It's customer service." And if he wasn't allowed to rip into this bunch of stuck up jerks (literally as well as figuratively), neither was anyone else. He'd let minor acts of passive aggression slide, but that was it. And maybe, just maybe if they were lucky enough, Avery might be able to convince the bigwigs to let one or two of them fire off something or another.

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The cleanup crew is much luckier. The smell may be worse (rot and burning flesh and whatever scents habe wafted up in the wake of Coldsteel's blow-shit-up-themed office party. Avery looks to be just Abbott on his last legs as he suits up alongside everyone and hands out holy water and runecasters, all the while grumbling about how he needs a pay raise.
inkedspell: (014)

[personal profile] inkedspell 2019-01-23 02:52 am (UTC)(link)
She rolls her eyes a bit there, not that he can see it. She's still making sure to burn every little bit she sees into ash.

"Pretty sure this is more like is someone told you they had a ferocious guard dog and the dog is 20 years old and doesn't care enough to do more than bark at you from his spot under the porch."
whatsupdanger: (Yo what)

[personal profile] whatsupdanger 2019-01-23 06:12 am (UTC)(link)
"Who cares which metaphor it is. It's still disappointing."
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[personal profile] inkedspell 2019-01-24 03:14 am (UTC)(link)
"Why?" she is serious in asking this, mainly because it's still a learning experience and they don't have to worry about the subjects being potential threats.

"Are you saying you'd really prefer to be hunting down rabid flesh eating zombies that some rich people bought to spice up their company outing? Zombies are zombies. Better off dead."