[ Qubit sticks to the plan, baiting the shamblers into the traps with renewed optimism. Yes, yes, excellent work! That allows them to wrap things up quickly and tidily, and with Carlisle not much worse for wear.
It's so satisfying when a plan comes together! Why, it's almost enough to make him forget that Carlisle sicced the damn things on him in the first place. (Almost.)
So that leaves just the one, flailing ineffectually in a puddle of vinegar with his bottom half trapped under the fallen shelving. Easy pickings, fish in a barrel. But he's got a better idea... ]
Actually... come with me.
[ He approaches the final zombie, motioning for Carlisle to follow, and scoping out the area as they go. It seems they've handily cleared out the front of the store with that little stunt, at least. He can see some milling about at the far end of the aisles, but they haven't noticed the commotion up here. Perfect. He stops a few feet outside its reach, turning to Carlisle. ]
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It's so satisfying when a plan comes together! Why, it's almost enough to make him forget that Carlisle sicced the damn things on him in the first place. (Almost.)
So that leaves just the one, flailing ineffectually in a puddle of vinegar with his bottom half trapped under the fallen shelving. Easy pickings, fish in a barrel. But he's got a better idea... ]
Actually... come with me.
[ He approaches the final zombie, motioning for Carlisle to follow, and scoping out the area as they go. It seems they've handily cleared out the front of the store with that little stunt, at least. He can see some milling about at the far end of the aisles, but they haven't noticed the commotion up here. Perfect. He stops a few feet outside its reach, turning to Carlisle. ]
Care for a little experiment?