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[shambler]

Who|| R and [Semi-Open] – PM me if you want to bump into him so I can write a prompt.
What|| R wakes up to realize he’s a zombie all over again and the Cure, in fact, wasn’t a cure after all. He’ll be in a funk. Mostly he’ll be blocking traffic (cue finding him in the District 4 shower, creepy-staring, or else where). Basically R needs cheering up, pep-talks, even the awkward ones telling him he’s better off as a zombie.
Where|| Around the Tribute Tower and Training Center. Also District 4’s suite.
When|| After reviving in the Capitol from Howard mercy-killing him and before the next Arena. Basically a catch-all.
Warnings| Zombie references, depressed zombies.

Prompts in the comments for each character. Heads up I may be slow posting, so a post per day or every other day (so backtag central?).

Comments

[shambler]

That was a lot of if's there, Shion.

"Not...sure chances," R wishes he could say at least he'd give it a shot. But that depends on them giving him the Cure again. What if they prefer him a starving corpse, a speedbump in the Arena for the other Tributes, armed with drooling teeth and gray hands curled into claws? "Maybe...Cure still...in blood?"

R hopes against hope maybe there's something still. Holding out his hand, his wrist exposed, he studies the grey skin, the spiderweb of black veins and gunk trapped between the fingernails. Glancing up at Shion, he holds out his arm.

"Sample...? Now?"

[savedbyasong]

There had to be lots of if's when nothing was known, nothing was certain and nothing was tested. He blinked at R, opened his mouth to tell him that it was virtually impossible. If Wesker was right... if they were clones then there would be no cure trace at all.

But R looked hopeful and Wesker's theory was another 'if'. Shion nodded, and reached out to take R's hand.

"Okay, let's go find some equipment."

Probbly coud end it around here like a fade to black.

[shambler]

R nodded, trying not to get his hopes up like last time and failing. He was dead, not stupid - he could see that look on Shion's face, how he blinked and paused a little bit too long.

"Worth...shot."

sounds like a plan

[savedbyasong]

Shion nodded and led the way trying to work out where he could find equipment, concentrating on this and not all the worries and doubts bouncing around his head. He had to keep positive for R, and hopefully a blood sample would give him some information. Even if it was not the information they specifically wanted.