Re: Chapter 9.1: Under The Phantom Moon ((IC))
The wailing from the shot fades. wildcat, close to the shot, feels herself spattered with gore...but there's no blood that she can see.
Carl feels blood leaking out of the back of his head, down his neck, soaking his shirt. There's a ringing in his ears...might be tinnitus from the gunshot, might be the quiver of his mortal soul at the horror of the undead before him.
"There. You're marked now, Carl. Marked for death." the ghost says, withdrawing the smoking gun from the man's forehead. Carl can still feel the pain, like a flash burn. "Feel it eat away at you. You'll be dead with in the week, and so will all them others what hunted me down. I'm a vengeful spirit. Tell the other boys to expect me. You're my harbinger now."
The belt whips out at the apparition, but goes through him. If he felt the blow, he doesn't show it. But he turns to face Charing Bear. "You and I will have our reckoning, Redskin. But not yet. I'll get to you later."
He turns to Wildcat, winks at her, and blows her a kiss.
[[OOC: Carl, you are Cursed. You are Fatigued, which imposes a -1 penalty on all trait rolls (like a wound). You'll need to make a vigor roll each day or it will get worse. You'll need to find someone who can break the curse, or convince the spirit to lift it (destroying the spirit won't help).]]
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