Fukaku hurried into his home. He had initially went to destroy the zombies outside, only to notice that his bow would not manifest. It seems his spiritual energy was cut off in that area, leaving him to physical combat.
He smiled, as he went into his attic. Fukaku had earlier made good use of the credit card Ajiro had given him, and pulled out several items. He had made good use of the money given to him to buy some physical self-defense items as well, just in case one day his bow failed him. or rather, his spirit bow, he mused, as he slung a compound bow to his back, complete with quiver. In his hands, he now held a single-shot pistol, which he strapped to his leg. putting on a belt for ammo, he also reluctantly grabbed Jinto's sword and sheath, attaching it to the belt. finally, he grabbed what seemed to be a new revolver, with 8 shots available.
"Clear out some of the initial horde, then find a better safehouse to harass them from." He said to himself, opening the door.
Where would he go, indeed...
Thu Oct 23, 2014 8:25 pm by fullacon
