forged_anew | ☼ Sixth Flame ☼ [accidental video + optional action]

[ The industrial district: apparently not a good idea right now. And who can keep track of a stupid little recording device when being attacked by weird purple-eyed people? The Dreamberry falls, kicked off to the side, to show a flurry of unclear action--shouting, noises, running feet, the obvious signs of fighting despite the fact the view is mostly of the ground.

For anyone happening by, Zuko seems to have found himself surrounded by these creatures. Or people.

Actually, he really isn't sure. They look... ravenous, certainly not normal. But, though he has no desire to lose and get mauled or whatever they want to do to him, so far he's only been using his fists and feet. And that is quickly getting him overrun. He grunts as he's thrown back by a particularly violent blow, striking the stone wall behind him heavily enough to make him gasp.

And then it's entirely instinct taking over because several of the possessed people are bearing down on him and he's struggling for breath and he has no intention of dying in a place like this. With a snarl, Zuko shoves off of the wall, and the Dreamberry might catch a flash of bright orange light as he finally resorts to Firebending. ]

((OOC: COME JOIN ZUKO IN EPIC BATTLETIMES. Action and Dreamberry responses welcome, though we'll just assume he gets to the latter after he's done beating up possessed NPCs.

Speaking of which, if anyone with an NPC account wants to jump in for a little one-on-one battle, that would also be lovely. :D ))

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Good idea. Run, I'll cover you.

_{[Jack moves slightly to get more between 'the kid' and the creatures.]}

[he doesn't really like being told to run, but it's not a bad plan so Zuko gives a curt nod and darts toward an opening in the buildings-- after creating his own opening in the mass of bodies with a few flicks of that fire-whip.]

[Jack follows along soon enough, shooting at anything that wanted to push it's luck.]

Just got to get far enough away..

[It takes some time, but they're both skilled and fast enough that they manage to force through the hordes of creatures. Zuko makes a run for the business district, and though some of the creatures follow, for now it seems most drop pursuit along the narrow streets.

Glancing behind him, Zuko turns down another street and motions Jack to join him when he finally pauses to rest in an alley between two shops.]

That was... ridiculous. [it's muttered, annoyed. He wipes his face on the back of his hand, smearing blood from a cut on his forehead but barely noticing as he takes a moment to catch his breath.]

_{[Jack leans against the wall across from him, keeping an eye out, just in case.]}

Don't walk in the industrial district, that's the lesson here.

You all right, kid? You're bleeding.

Apparently.

[Noticing the blood, he tries again to wipe it off, with about the same amount of success. And gives up. Whatever.]

I'm fine.

And I'm not a kid.

Here.

[Jack digs into one of his many pockets and pulls out a small cloth that he folds up and offers to Zuko.]

Press this against it and hold it there; it's not perfect but it'll help. Always keep a handkerchief on you, they're surprisingly useful.

Also, you're younger than me by....a lot, so, yes, you're a kid. Besides, you can't be older than 16 or 17, right?

I'll think about it. [he mutters irritably, taking the handkerchief. not because it's a bad idea but... he doesn't like being told what to do, k? :| ]

Seventeen. [He confirms with a nod. Not that he told anyone about his birthday not too long ago. No need to make a fuss.

Zuko wipes off the stray smears of blood first before pressing the kerchief to the cut on his forehead. He doesn't need to be told how.]

[Ah, young and prideful, of course. Maybe more tact was required.]

All right, seventeen. Just be more careful, don't need to get killed just because you're out for some fresh air.

Do you have a name, or should I call you 'Seventeen', since 'kid' seems to be out?

[he shoots him a look. Don't you dare.]

I'm Zuko.

[He flashes a smirk.]

Ah, 'Zuko'. That's a much better name than 'seventeen'; glad you told me.

Yeah. It is. [he snaps, frowning and dabbing at his forehead. the bleeding seems to have stopped, at least.]

You know. It's usually polite to offer your name in return.

[He smirks, offering a hand to him.]

Good point. Captain Jack Harkness.

[Zuko cocks his head at the offered hand, unsure, then nods slightly in a casual bow.]

So you're a military man?

((OOC: Sorry for the delay! I've been on vacation. <3 ))

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