OOC: So glad I barely bade it to the carnage...
I'm going to start back at lunch, just so I get a little story in.
IC:
Kenji thought over his day. He had finished his bento in the middle of lunch, and went to the restroom. By the time he got out, though, his next class had started. He didn't see Hikari-san, Rakoua-san, or the others for the rest of the day. Not even at the apartments. Kenji packed it in early, falling asleep minutes before the others got inside the building.
Within seconds he was awake again. He had woken up in a giant field, with nothing to offer except various plant life. He had felt older and stronger, too. There was a small pouch full of knives on his belt, and a knapsack over his shoulder. He was highly curious of this, when the sky turned gray. Out of the ground rose many zombies, intent on attack. Kenji instinctively grabbed some knives and threw them, each hitting its mark. The zombies were falling one by one, but Kenji soon ran out of knives. A zombie grabbed his right arm, refusing to let go.
"If only there was a way for me to get this guy..."
All of a sudden, energy began flowing down his arm and took the form of a blade, piercing the zombie through the chest. It then went immaterial, allowing the zombie to fall to the ground, his arm released.
"Sweet," Kenji said. He noticed others in the distance, fighting with large swords among other things. "Now who wants some..." he taunted, already running in the direction of the others.
