[ it feels like with every breath she draws in, the less air fills her lungs. with hands shaking she nocks another arrow onto her bowstring and casts her sight out onto the darkened streets. yukari honestly doesn't know how she's lasted this long; maybe it's luck. no part of her is at all certain that staying put on this rooftop is going to keep her safe, but right now it's the only thing she can concentrate on doing. her lungs burn; her legs and arms tremble. it's been a long day for humans, for unlike those murderous creatures roaming the town, it doesn't seem like any people have had the time to eat.

shifting her seat so she can rest her weight on her knees, yukari looks across the street to another building, trying to catch kate's eye. allison's on another rooftop not too far away, and with the three of them triangulating this section of the town, they can better protect the streets leading up to the hospital.

well. that's the idea. as these invaders have shown, plans and ideas mean nothing in the face of intelligent danger, but right now it's all these sharpshooters can do. yukari tries again to catch kate's eye, waving a hand towards her body to suggest that maybe it's a good idea for all of them to regroup for now, compare notes — if anything has changed in the past hour. ]

[ until now, yukari always thought her fear of the dark was a little silly. the dark couldn't hurt you. the dark was just unknown; unseen. ghosts preyed on your sense of safety, but ultimately were harmless. logically she understood that, but logic and irrational fear have never been good friends.

until now.

now the shadows hid monsters more vile than any she's ever seen before. not even five minutes ago she watched them tear apart two innocent people. her own leg is bleeding, but more important to her right now is putting as much distance between her and the feasting beasts as possible. inside of her head, yukari knows she has a means to protect herself, but with deep gashes littering her body she doesn't have the time to withdraw her evoker and use it. as she gets closer to the hospital, yukari finally lets herself slow and lean against a brick wall, legs trembling, blood slowly draining from her several wounds. perhaps it's not the best idea to stand in the flood of a streetlight, but right now, yukari has to catch her breath so she can keep going. one hand reaches down to her left thigh, a small glow of magic starting to knit her flesh together.

for the moment, the light is a comfort. for a moment, yukari lets her guard slip. ]

[ before evening, yukari can be found either offering healing services, or using her bow and arrow to snipe these murder potatoes from a spot above the streets. she won't succeed in killing many (if any at all), but she can at least hit the eyes, throat, hand, something to dissuade them from attacking someone.

on the 20th and beyond, yukari can be found in the hospital, once more tending to the wounded and making small talk to keep the tension and fear down.

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