[misc. time and place, more or less anywhere in the base with space zombies]
[Lulubell abhors mess. She really does. But when it comes to her responsibilities— or necessary situations— she'll make an exception. Space zombies count as a necessary situation, she figures.
But that doesn't mean she has to like it. And her choice of weapon ensures further splatter; she's chosen to shapeshift her arms into large blades for this task, and it's up-close and dirty. Sad to ruin her clothes further, but it's the most convenient method currently. As she fights, systematically seeking out the necromorphs, she isn't bothering with any fancy aiming. She'd usually prefer to do this precisely, but her patience is currently tried. Instead of going for vital areas, she simply hacks and slashes at whatever she can, cleaving limbs, splitting faces, maybe even managing an impaling here and there.
She takes some care to avoid infection, but other than that, the trail of gore she leaves behind doesn't fit with her blank, unaffected expression. She pauses occasionally to wipe the horrible fluids off her face occasionally with a grimace of disapproval, but it doesn't much help her overall state of being caked in disgusting things.]
Lulubell | OTA | probably some gore
[Lulubell abhors mess. She really does. But when it comes to her responsibilities— or necessary situations— she'll make an exception. Space zombies count as a necessary situation, she figures.
But that doesn't mean she has to like it. And her choice of weapon ensures further splatter; she's chosen to shapeshift her arms into large blades for this task, and it's up-close and dirty. Sad to ruin her clothes further, but it's the most convenient method currently. As she fights, systematically seeking out the necromorphs, she isn't bothering with any fancy aiming. She'd usually prefer to do this precisely, but her patience is currently tried. Instead of going for vital areas, she simply hacks and slashes at whatever she can, cleaving limbs, splitting faces, maybe even managing an impaling here and there.
She takes some care to avoid infection, but other than that, the trail of gore she leaves behind doesn't fit with her blank, unaffected expression. She pauses occasionally to wipe the horrible fluids off her face occasionally with a grimace of disapproval, but it doesn't much help her overall state of being caked in disgusting things.]