And this is how a lawyer ended up surrounded by boks.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

The last thing he remembered was Mr. Wright's bed, a marathon of bad zombie movies, popcorn and Trucy jumping straight to the ceiling with each and every scary scene-- a normal saturday night in his mentor's apartment. He probably fell asleep somewhere along the third film, when the flesh-eating creatures were having a fest on some random scientist guy (he couldn't even recall the names, Trucy was going to kill him).

So, after a lot of thought, he concluded he was still sleeping. There was no other possible explanation to his current situation.

Why on earth would he be on the floor, shaking to death in the middle of a deserted town, surrounded by small, green, zombie-like creatures who walked around him like trying to find him otherwise?

Apollo just hoped to wake up before his mind decided it was the perfect time to start panicking.

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[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[He's a little confused about that, but prefers to say nothing, so he just nods to his question.]

Most undead are weak to sunlight, that's why you should never travel at night, or in dark places.

[He casually kills a slime as they talk.] But then again, it's a bad idea to go out of San Miguel lately.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[Watches the bok fall with a couple of shots. His stomach is still going through an ice age of its own.]

Undeads.

[...he was still asleep. He had to be. For his mental health, he had to be.]

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Once they are in the sun, he puts the gun back on its holster, but leaves his hand on the hilt of the sword.]

You sure aren't from around here. [There is no way that someone could have lived in this world without knowing about the undeadening, after all.]

But don't worry, I'll take you back to the town, we are close now.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[Not thinking was a good idea. He's going to do so right now before his brain decides to shut down.]

...It's just that I'm not used to this kind of weird stuff.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Stops a moment and looks at him, now he's all worryfaces.]

Do you need a moment to rest and think about this? I know it must be strange...
This place is safe, and it will be two more hours until nightfall.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

I'd prefer to reach the city as soon as possible, I can rest then.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

All right.

We have a nice inn, don't worry about the Soll. [And so, they continue their way to the city.]

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

(The what?)

A bed sounds awesome right now.

[With some luck, he would wake up in Mr. Wright's couch. That was something to look forward to.]

O, Polly xD

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Points to the city in the distance.] That's San Miguel.

Everyone is very nice, I can introduce you to them after you rest.

Djangooo the people in the town re not who you know xD

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[Looks at the city, especially the towers looming over it. It... wasn't exactly his idea of a big city.]

Ah... thanks, I'd appreciate that.

[His eyes now rest on the boy, there's something really weird with him...]

My name's Apollo, by the way. Apollo Justice.

He's going to be all WORRY WORRY XD

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

I'm Django, nice to meet you Mr. Justice.

[Smiles, they are getting close now, and actually entering from the side, so have the Piledriver sitting there.]

tee hee

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[It's hard not to notice the thing.]

...what's that?

*giggles in class*

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

That's the Piledriver, we use it to purify the Immortals using sunlight, so that they won't come back.

[Smiles a little.] We haven't been using it that much lately.

RPing in class, tsk tsk

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

(...okay, that one was my fault for asking.)

Immortals... like the ones you saved me from...?

Nooooooo *shifty*

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Oh no, those were normal undead.

The Immortals are the big boss ones, they are a lot stronger so they can't be killed with just normal sunlight like the boks back in the City.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

"Normal" undead.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

(This will take time. Oh, yes it will.)

Lol Kaifail.

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

Well, you know, the little ones.

[And as they keep on walking they reach the solar tree.] The Immortals pretty much look like normal people.

I still love you.

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

I see...

[A bed would be amazing right now.]

EEE! XD

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[Continues walking, past the tree and into the city.] Let's go to the inn, you can rest there...

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

Yeah. I think my mind finally stopped struggling. I can't wait to sleep.

[...the town seems dead. That's not helping his nerves.]

1/2

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

The town is too calm...

2/2

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[In a flash the gun is out, and he's moving in.] Stay behind me.

....*busca video*

[define-justice.livejournal.com]

[This didn't sound good. Walks right behind Django, looking around. He better keep quiet, Apollo perfectly knows he's helpless so he better not bring more troubles by talking right now.]

*fears*

[gundelsol.livejournal.com]

[And they walk around town for a while...] Nobody's out...

[Sneaky, as seen in canon, peeks into the library, then the inn, then the weaponsmith...] The people... Are all wrong.