<div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Ishida Nori </strong></span></div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Location: 2nd Floor</strong></div><div align="center"><em>Note: Current Hair Colour: Teal</em></div><br/><div class="floatleft">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/ScorpioWoman-1.jpg)</div><br/>The other groaning creatures were still plenty far enough away to not be an immediate threat, but even with Tamara's momentary distraction Tatsumi was too close to just ignore.  The following seconds were a blur, and wholly beyond the younger girl's ability to register until after the fact.  One moment Nori was standing unflinchingly in front of the approaching woman, and the next the former teacher was sprawled out on the ground with a broken spine while Tamara's sempai straightened back up again.<br/><br/>But to Nori, it had been like following a textbook.  Tatsumi grasped at him with bloodstained fingers, only to find her arm lifted up and away with surprising force, her gasping head brought down by her own momentum, and Nori's elbow smashing into the back of the woman's neck with a single clean stroke.  The crippled corpse toppled unceremoniously to the floor, and that was it.  The face still twitched with unnatural life, but with her nervous system severed it was completely helpless.  And all without so much as using the knife still clenched in his fingers.<br/><br/>Quickly picking up his purse from the floor, Nori rounded on Tamara and smiled charmingly at her as though nothing unusual had happened.<strong>"Hey Tama-chan, how about we get going?  I don't think this is the best place to be right now!"</strong><br/><br/>Again, he didn't give the girl much of a choice in the matter, grabbing her by the wrist and sprinting down the hallway.  Her longer legs allowed her to take far larger strides, to the point where the poor underclassman literally flew in the air after him.  It certainly didn't help that Tamara was as light as a bundle of twigs, but at least it kept them from slowing down.  The halls were becoming increasingly dangerous, but for the time being most of the horrible creatures were busy feasting on their prey.  Nori wound the two of them through smaller groups without wasting a single movement, ducking under flailing limbs and swerving through seas of crooked legs like a serpent.  It was rumored that the Okama Queen was quite the dancer, but only now was the true value of her gracefulness proving itself of practical use.<br/><br/>Like before, it was difficult to tell exactly where the boy was taking them, but eventually they found themselves in the wood-shop in one of the older wings on the first floor.  Apparently that class wasn't in session this morning, though it was difficult to tell just how much of what Nori was doing was guesswork and how much was actually planned out.  Regardless, the second the room was cleared he set about barricading the doors, taking care to make as little noise as possible.<br/><br/><strong>"We won't be staying long,"</strong>he reassured her, walking quickly to the opposite wall and standing on top of a desk to reach the slightly-higher windows.  His reaction to whatever he saw definitely wasn't a positive one.<br/><br/><strong>"They've broken through,"</strong>he stated simply, hopping back to the floor and resting a hand on his hip.  Nori forced a smile as he looked at the younger girl, though it was getting more and more difficult to do so.<strong>"Tired?  Sorry if I scared you, Tama-chan.  I just couldn't risk going at your pace...no offense!"</strong><br/><br/>For what seemed like the first time in 20 minutes, Nori finally started breathing again, sighing heavily and leaning against the wall.<strong>"Alright.  Okay.  This is happening.  This is actually happening,"</strong>he muttered, looking just a bit delirious despite his earlier confidence.<strong>"Twenty minutes ago I was teasing Tama-chan about makeup, and now we're sealed up in a room, people are eating each other, and I broke someone's neck again.  Not how I expected this day to go."</strong><br/><br/>Something apparently came to mind, because Nori suddenly gave Tamara a stern look.<strong>"Before you say anything: do not say what I know you must be thinking.  Do not use a word beginning with the letter 'z'.  In fact, don't even think about that right now.  Total.  Placidity.  That's what we need." </strong><br/><br/>This was not the same man that came into class every day with a different style of hair, wore a padded bra and matching undergarments, and talked with a perpetual girlish squeal.  Despite his clothing--or perhaps because of it--Nori looked about as fierce as a person could get.  It was always obvious that the Okama tendencies were an act, but just how much of his personality was forced?  Looking at him now, it was like a three inch mask had shattered to nothing and revealed a wholly different individual.<br/><br/>After taking that moment to collect himself, Nori began wandering the room and grabbing at slender pieces of wood, occasionally looking one over before tossing it gently aside.  Eventually he seemed to find two short, well-polished sticks that were to his liking, adopting an odd sort of combat stance for a moment before sticking them into his purse.<br/><br/><strong>"Alright.  Tama-chan..."</strong>he said, as if just noticing her for the first time.<strong>"I don't suppose you know how to fight,"</strong>he guessed, laughing pleasantly.<strong>"So just stay behind me, no matter what happens.  Understand?"</strong><br/><br/><br/><br/><br/><div align="center"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"><strong>Sanada Natsu </strong></span></div><br/><div align="center"><strong>Location: Back Field</strong></div><br/><br/><div class="floatright">(http://img.photobucket.com/albums/v296/rcburner/Natsu-1.jpg)</div><br/><strong>"Zombie Apocalypse?"</strong>Natsu said incredulously as they sprinted across the grounds, looking back at Kasumi as though he were totally insane.<strong>"I knew you were into all those trashy movies and books and stuff, but really?"</strong><br/><br/>Coming to a sudden halt, Natsu suddenly rounded on him and jabbed a finger at his chest.<strong>"You...You're not on drugs, are you?"</strong>she asked rather bluntly, looking halfway between concern and flustered.<strong>"Because you can tell me you know.  I'm good at listening!"</strong>