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Rosa finds what remains of Red's ruined thighs, then carries them over to where the girl is lying. She picks up the broken chain from the chainsaw, wraps it around her own arm, then pulls on it until the tendons tear and bone detaches. Her Coffin promptly produces a new arm and hand, with wriggling tendrils where the joint would be. After a few seconds of holding it against the wound, they bite onto her flesh and attach the parts together. A bit stiff and sore, but will get better with time.

She grabs the pile of secondhand parts and throws them on top of Red. This seems to rouse the girl from her shock-induced stupor.

Red: "What. WHAT?! YOU THINK THIS IS SOME SORT OF JOKE?! KILL ME ALREADY, YOU DEMENTED ♥♥♥♥! I WILL RIP YOUR HEART OUT! A THOUSAND OF YOUR KIND HAVE FALLEN BEFORE ME, YOU LITTLE ♥♥♥♥! I WILL RIP AND TEAR YOUR GUTS AND STUFF THEM IN YOUR MOUTH! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT! JUST DIE! EAT ROTTEN ZOMBIE PISS AND DIE! REEEEEEEEEEEEEE-"

She stops screaming when Rosa kneels before her and starts sewing her wound closed with strands of her own hair. It takes a lot of Flesh, and the broken pelvic bones of several zombies, but she eventually regains something that could VAGUELY pass as human hips, with barely functional stump legs. The arm goes much smoother, though it ends up looking far too long and out of place.

Rosa: "Here you go. I need the rest of my arms for shooting though."

Red: "What the ♥♥♥♥. What are you doing. This is your Flesh. No no no no no, this isn't right. You were stronger. The winner takes the loser's body, that's how it works in this world. You won the fight. You killed the ones eating me to get my Flesh for yourself, that's what HAS to be true. Then...

Why? W-why this?"


Klimt goes looking for Emilia. Oh look, there she is, staring at a wall and scratching her butt absentimindedly. Not the most useful party member, is she?


Eigla manages to prop herself onto a sitting position, then reaches into her Coffin. She feels something moist splat onto her hand. Probably a brain, so she stuffs it into her skull.

Yeap, that was a brain. Probably.

Okay. Next, eyes. She digs around in the box until she finds a pair of spheres, waits until her natural regeneration reforms her eyesockets, then plugs them in. Her vision is... Reddish, and distorted, but seems to work. She finds a broken piece of glass on the floor, and stares at her reflection.

Damn. You look like crap. Or like Red Skull, after being mauled by a lion. Either way, not good.

Looking around, Eigla sees Rosa walk over to the red-haired girl. Oh good, they won the fight. Now just need to finish the redhead off and- DID SHE JUST CUT HER OWN ARM OFF? WAIT, IS SHE KNEELING BESIDES THE RED ♥♥♥♥♥? IS SHE *HEALING* HER? HEALING THE ENEMY WHO WAS TRYING SO DESPERATELY TO KILL YOU, AND WHO KICKED OFF HALF YOUR SKULL?

For that matter, WHY IS SHE NOT HEALING YOU?! HAS SHE LEFT YOU TO DIE AFTER YOU TOOK THAT HIT FOR HER? DOES SHE HATE YOU?

REEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE

Eigla takes 1 point of Madness.

You have 1.5 Flesh left.
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Klimt: "Come along now. We got into a bit of a fight."

Emilia groans meekly and nods, following Klimt back where Eigla is sitting.


Rosa: "You're sane.
You can talk.
That's rare. I don't want to kill anyone worth more than just meat. There's lots of other zombies I can do that with.
If you want to fight more later, come back again and we can fight. I don't mind.
But no killing. My friends would get really mad.
I have to go check on my shield now. Don't die, please."

Red just lies there, mouth agape, as rosa walks back towards Eigla.


Rosa: "Eigla, are you alright? I thought you were going to just fix yourself with your coffin, then you fell down the stairs."

Eigla makes strange choking sounds, as she searches her coffin for a new face that simply isn't there. She tries to sob, but it's hard to do so without a working mouth. Her tongue falls out onto the floor with a splat.

If only she had a face... Like the girl in her coffin, or... Like Red.

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Rosa: "Hmm. Missing jaw, Voice Effect damaged, the rest is relatively superficial, easy to fix.
And..."
"We'll fix it. Here, borrow my jaw. You can use it better as an Alice.
Stay still for me."

Eigla does her best to stand still, but can't help but wince as she sees Rosa pick up a glass shard from the floor and run it across her own face, first giving herself a glasgow smile, then digging deep around the base of her ears, then cutting along her neck, carefully avoiding cutting her jugular. When the detached jaw is placed on Eigla's face, she almost cries at having a piece of Rosa all for herself. Klimt lends a bit of barbed wire to tie it into place, and soon the flesh re-knits itself.

It hurts, thinks Eigla. But it hurts so good...


Klimt: "Emilia, when you try to talk, is it something in your throat that hurts or something in your head?"

It takes a long time for Emilia to answer, as if she's thinking it over very carefully. You can almost see the little gears turning in her brain.

Emilia: "M'ila no hurt. Master say I say, big speak, other, no think. Many! Master, good M'ila say, M'ila for do."


You hear the groaning of more zombies, shambling up from the underground passage. Perhaps it'd be best to keep moving?
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Rosa looks over at Red. The girl seems to have gotten up, and is busy pulping a nearby zombie with a piece of pipe. Well, she seems to have found an outlet for her anger, at least.

Looking around, Rosa finds a large door with an EXIT sign over it, near the end of the playing field. She figures it's probably their best chance, and heads over there.

Another long tunnel, ending in a set of panic doors. The hinges are very rusty, so the whole group has to help push them open.

Outside, you face the setting sun. Around the stadium lies a large field of mud, with sparse vegetation. Dilapidated barricades, prefabricated bunkers and military vehicles lie rotting, exposed to the elements. Crows caw at you from empty guard towers and now-useless power lines.
To a side, you see a vast concreted area, filled with more cars of all sorts. A huge, partially-open metal hatch lies on the lot's edge. The words "CARGO/UDG PARKING" are barely readable on a large sign beside it.

Far to the west, you see the uncertain forms of large towers. Skyscrapers, perhaps?

The night is sure to fall soon, and you have yet to eat. The group's stomachs grumble in unison.


Suddenly, you hear a bloodcurdling scream! When you go look, you see Emilia sitting under a nearby dead tree, several crows fallen on the ground besides her. She calmly picks one of the twitching birds up and begins eating it, feathers and all.

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