The group begins to advance further into the cemetery, laughing, only bashing upon lone undead and hide from crowds. Heck, they even take selfies. Goddamn millenials.
@Ami
(The Mod ask who’s there. Cause Lilith is inside. Should be. Cuz a horde of undead is surrounding the house now)
(I rpd being with the spirit and writing it down. I only forgot to ask the questions. That’s it. But if you insist:)
Did you see some people in front of the graves sometime before now? more specifically, did anybody look like they were casting some kind of spell? especially right before some people got out of their graves, but anytime is helpful.
(So Marcus body is inside but his spirit outside?)
@Ami
(I moved her inside with the paragraph long post I think. Also Jacques already opens the door for her so she’s inside)
Spirit: People… Some comes, but none visited me… oh angel, why won’t you notice me? Why won’t you cast your divine spell to revive me?
The spirit keeps wallowing in his own pool of regrets.
(Note that most spirits are like that. They don’t really care about anything but themselves.)
@JammySplodge
Feeling the eyes at his back, Cal turns around and meets Mary’s eyes.
Cal: Something’s wrong?
It sure looks like the case.
What’s the plan?
(Oh I know)
Marcus looks indecisive for a moment, before looking once at the skeles and back at the ghost
It’s okay, if you can help me find that Angel, i can try and get him to revive you, if you like
Spirit: It’s useless! The angel has blended into a human after reviving all of the others. All others but not me…
@Daericul
Albert: Right now? We should probably take some weapon and burst into action. Undead has number, but they are weak individually. If everyone here has a card, annihilating them won’t be a problem if we strike at the same time…
He shakes his head
Albert: Frankly, the police can solve this themselves. But there’s something I need to check before they arrive.
@JammySplodge
He looks dazed for a moment. He doesn’t remember the memory from the alleyway at all, only founding Mary a bit familiar.
Cal: Alright…? Do I know you?
Oh for someone so concerned about my “safety” you sure forgot me pretty fast
I’ve got my eyes on you
Cal winces as he suddenly remembers. Totally not a good impression.
Cal: Sorry. Think I was drunk or something.
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