Marching In With The Zombies(Giselle/Natasha)

Are you satisfied?

Giselle stared straight ahead, ignoring the hot flow of blood running down her body as she let her gaze idly wander across the mangled corpses at her feet, slowly being pulled back together, Mawtael glowing in her hands as she stared blankly at the shaking man at the end of the alley, the sidearm in his grasp smoking as he stared, watching the holes he'd shot into her body slowly closing up. And she could see him. That dark cloaked figure standing over the shaking thug's shoulder.

Is there any particular reason you feel so conflicted in these acts? Are you perhaps concerned about someone?

That comment caused her gaze to flicker toward him. Unsure if ..... he was truly there, or if he was simply pulling some shinigami zanpaku'to nonsense. Her eyes the refocused on the trembling man. She walked over to him, raising that katar and crouching down as an incoherent blabbling began to spill from his lips. Begging. Reasoning. The sort of thing she just tuned out from idiots like him and his gang. the majority of whom were already getting up off their feet, slowly coming back to life. Best to just get rid of him right? Who was gonna miss some idiot gang members who had a grudge against people with spiritual powers?

Ding!

She paused....her eyes darting to her own hip where her phone had been clipped to her hip. She reached up, sinking the Katar into the wall beside the man, humming to herself as she took a moment to check her messages, as the man in front of her shook and held very still. Huh...Natasha? She immediately brightened up, promptly giving a one-handed reply in the affirmative. Stating she would see Natasha in just a bit. Before her eyes then darted back to the man trembling infront of her. "Lucky you! Got a hangout date with a coworker! I'll be taking your friends with me tho, so be a good boy and don't go fuckin around alright?" She chimed, seeing the man nod furiously. She did wonder what he would do. It was so hard to gauge humans in this situation. Especially these extremists. Ah well, not her problem. She was sure that the next time she was on patrol she'd find out.

"Gewelle, are you all finished?"

Giselle looked over her shoulder, spotting the other member of her Patrol group. A Soldat named Ars. He gave her a calm, blank stare, doing his best not to look at the zombies that were now at her side. "totes magoats! All set to head back!" She declared, smiling from ear to ear as she and the zombies promptly emerged from the alleyway. Another half dozen or so Zombies stood outside. A Smattering of Demons, spiritual humans, and even some quincy that were mixed up with this little group. It had become abundantly easier to hunt down these shadowfall hideouts. With Giselle's abilities, it was a simple matter to interrogate survivors, or even those who DIDN'T survive, in order to garner information about these little remnants and their sympathizers. And every little hideout was usually a wealth of information for the next target.




"NATASHA!" Giselle was all smiles as she promptly rushed her way over to the woman and waved as she closed in. "Lookit you! Sorry I took a while, you managed to message me when I was out on patrol! You ready for a chill girl's night out?" She asked with a bright grin from ear to ear, CLEARLY pleased with getting to hang out with Natasha.

Giselle smiled at that, all too pleased. Honestly she liked Natasha, the girl was easy to get along with, even AFTER the woman had seen her doing her work now and then out in the field. Certainly a bit on the rare side. She took a moment to think before letting out a snort. "Oh yea? Where you super big on wild nights out in the past? Well I can't fault ya for being a little on the square side. You definitely don't strike me as a party animal." She pointed out, giving Natasha a sly smile before her attention drifted to the city around them. Hmmmmm.

"I am supes up for a bit of drinkin to be honest. Long day out on patrol if ya know what I mean" She reasoned, lightly leaning this way and that as she considered their options. A nice evening drinking and getting to talk a little bit? Seemed like a solid plan in HER book.

Giselle smiled as Natasha defended her PA status potential, a chuckle escaping the zombie as she canted her head to the side. "Oh yea?~ Maybe we should test that out sometime." She ventured, walking beside NAtasha as both Sternritter began to head toward wherever Natasha had in mind. Giselle herself was pleased to hear from the woman. Natasha was that....interesting section of one's 30s. Not old enough to be too tired, but not young enough to be super stupid.

" Gotta say though, I reeeeally can't imagine YOU getting your party on." She chimed in teasing.

Though the subject of patrol DID have her ....pausing in consideration. "You know, clearing out the pests. You know how stuff is when I'm on patrol." She chimed with a sigh. Natasha had, of course, seen Giselle in action. Zombies were usually made of the targets, and then once information was extracted they were promptly disposed of. It generally saved a lot of time, but it certainly was ......mentally taxing for some. Thankfully others tended to get more worn out than Gigi did, but it was still work.

Giselle smirked a bit at that and stuck her tongue out. "Really? Huh. Well, I've been around for more than fifteen hundred years, and I still party pretty hard." She noted with a bit of sly jabbing to her voice, giving Natasha a bit of a playfully hard time. As , honestly, she just liked to do. She always enjoyed bullying people just a little.

She DID perk up a bit at the mention of Natasha having gotten really into the bar. Almost immediately the mental image of like....banjos and blues singers came to mind, but she kept all that stuff to herself for right now, taking a moment to eye the door for a moment before following the woman inside. "Honestly It's pretty good that people ARE relaxing like this. Things seem to have been a little on the crazy side around the silbern lately. hopefully you haven't gotten dragged into any of that stuff." She chuckled.