Desperation , guilt was piling up on his shoulders—His eyes glued to the killer, or also known as John Doe, the figure corrupted and full of m a l i c e. He gritted his teeth, breathing through his nose aggressively. He put his arms up in a block position, ready to block another attack before—
He slipped. His cape falling before him as he entered through a portal. From the darkest depths of forsaken—light finally made its way to his vision. He squeezed close as he fell.
Until he landed onto a soft patch of grass with a thud, he slowly opened his eyes revealing that—He isn't in Forsaken anymore.
Using this down time, his thoughts shriveled into thoughts of anxiety, worry , and questions of his own endeavors , did he do good with protecting? Where was he? Where was his daughter and wife? This wasn't ROBLOX, nor his home.
Snapping out of those thoughts, his mind reeled back to when he was protecting Elliot—or atleast, he thought he was. He remembered taking a glance behind him and no longer seeing Elliot there; he must've dashed when he found the stamina to do so.
Grabbing the medkit by his side, he began to undo the bloodied gauze on his arm, replacing it with the new gauze; he knew basic medicine, to make sure to bandage wounds immediately so they wouldn't be able to get infected .. those classes didn't really keep still with him. Furrowing his brows when he heard the slightest movement, Guest finally lifted his head.
“ Who goes there? ” He was immediately on the offensive, even if he was trying to rebandage his wound.
« ^ im bad at writing details, but this is what his outfit is right now ^^ »
From the moment Qiqi was up , she got assigned to go and search for some herbs that were missing in the Bubu Pharmacy , but since Doctor Baizhu couldn't go , she had to go alone . There was a patient he had to take care of and just couldn't leave them alone like this .
The small zombie girl believed in his capabilities and didn't really mind going alone ! At last , she couldn't truly understand what " loneliness " or " company " meant . She had long forgotten about it and didn't care about actually remembering . The only things that matters to her the most are Dr Baizhu , Yaoyao and . . . Oh , she swears there was something more . . !
But enough about remembering — with a bag yet to be filled by plants , she embarks on her journey to find herbs for her mentor . . .
Herb gathering was going very well so far , but it didn't last long before she got distracted and completely forgot about the matter at hand . To be more specific — distracted by flowers that made her mind go :
âťť Yaoyao would really like those flowers . . . âťž
If Qiqi could feel , she would be smiling to herself right now . But since she couldn't , she just sat there , picking up flowers for her best friend . Untill . . .
Her attention shifts towards a sudden sound she just heard . Curious , the small girl got up , accidentally leaving the bag all alone with all the herbs picked up inside . . . Maybe it wasn't a particularly good idea to let her go alone . . .
Qiqi halts as she hears . . . A voice ? Not caring about her own safety , as usual , she goes to investigate what is happening . She slightly peeks out from behind one of the trees , watching him carefully . Is this some kind of a warrior ? He seems hurt . . . Qiqi should help .
She comes out , taking a few steps towards him .
❝ Hello . ❞ She looks up — not really a warm welcome from her side , but she's trying her best . ❝ You're hurt . ❞ The zombie points out , as if it wasn't obvious .
