[After a period of chaos, enough of the situation has become known for people to begin dealing with it.
Kaworu is drifting down the dark hallways of the reclaimed wing - not walking, but floating a foot above the ground, his hands casually in his pockets. His body gives off a very faint light as he moves, flickering only when he manages to grab the attention of one of the strange, violent beings.
The first few times a zombie had tried to pounce on him were alarming, but at this point he hardly reacts other than to move out of the way and protect himself with his A.T. Field. As hard as the zombies try to break through his wall of light, nothing works.
Calmly, Kaworu nudges each one he finds down along the hallways, slowly corralling them into a room just outside one of the airlock compartments.]
((feel free to bump into Kaworu as he does this, or specify some other date/location if you have something more specific in mind!))
November 1 and 2, throughout the base // OTA
Kaworu is drifting down the dark hallways of the reclaimed wing - not walking, but floating a foot above the ground, his hands casually in his pockets. His body gives off a very faint light as he moves, flickering only when he manages to grab the attention of one of the strange, violent beings.
The first few times a zombie had tried to pounce on him were alarming, but at this point he hardly reacts other than to move out of the way and protect himself with his A.T. Field. As hard as the zombies try to break through his wall of light, nothing works.
Calmly, Kaworu nudges each one he finds down along the hallways, slowly corralling them into a room just outside one of the airlock compartments.]
((feel free to bump into Kaworu as he does this, or specify some other date/location if you have something more specific in mind!))