Backdated to near the end of the zombie attack.

[soul_sister]

[The video snaps on showing an unusually contrite expression on Rosette's face. Or perhaps it's a bit more sheepish and nervous. EITHER WAY. It's not the normal bluster you may know her for.]

OKAY! So.

[A pause.]

There might have been a freak accident involving a zombie tearing open one of the walls in the shower room and those are completely closed off right now. I guess you can't get in at all, but I wouldn't try either.






...




[After some thought.]

We... probably need some mechanics. With space suits. before everyone stinks


((OOC: So yes, Rosette used a grenade inside a space station. TOTALLY FREAK ACCIDENT, and there is now a hand sized hole in the outer wall of the showers. AI has already locked the area down so there's no way to get to it from the inside to preserve the rest of the base from damage.))

Comments

[oncearanger]

It wasn't here, or in Exsilium. It was in the last place I resided.

I've already burned anything that came into contact with bodily fluids, but I'm still worried about what else might be up here.

[soul_sister]

... The zombies I knew were created via a curse or a rite, depending...

I'm not sure I like the idea of catching a zombie cold.

[oncearanger]

The infection was usually spread through bites on my world. Or other transmission of bodily fluids.

[soul_sister]

[No wonder he was worried about...]

Mention that sort of thing at the beginning of a fight!

[oncearanger]

I'm sorry! I thought you knew.

I guess zombie stories aren't common across every world.

[soul_sister]

Well... I guess there's no harm. I'm not too worried about me, the guns help, but... jeez.

[She does have a tiny, stupid demon to worry about.]

[oncearanger]

Next time I'll tell you at the start of an attack.

If I know what it is. But assumptions can be dangerous.

[soul_sister]

Same if I find out anything too.