....Twenty-Seven Days Later....

[Sparrow]

“...Not what I thought... But I’ll take it.” he says with a scheming smile.
He glances over to the zombies then back to the roof.
“Back to this song and dance again.”
He runs back a distance then sprints up the buildings side again. Once he lands on the roof he quickly sprints back to where had been standing prior the syringes. He then playfully spins the blade again.

[FoxTrott]

Obviously, Ericken was far out of his comfort zone. With the others' display of their abilities, Ericken began to doubt how his own would be useful. He waited for the mailman to make a move towards him; a stalemate was better than a failed preemptive attack.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin caught his breathe and adjusted the gas mask again and whispered, only Ericken could hear it however," Hey Jar head, you might prove useful, I might help you out, after all you appear to be human still."

[FoxTrott]

Ericken glanced at Monotoxin out of the corner of his eye. He readjusted his grip on his crowbar.

"I'm not a zombie, if that's wat you mean," he replied quietly, "Help all you want. And I have a name, you know."

[Sparrow]

Seeing Ericken chatting quietly gives Victor the assumption that he’s dropped his guard.
He spins the blade quickly and throws it hard to the ground, it hits, ricochets low off the ground, and flies up spinning at Ericken.
A second after the blade is thrown he runs to the side opposite the direction Monotoxin is in. He pauses at the edge of the roof and glances back over his shoulder.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin wheezes a bit, pressing something on his mask and a loud hiss is heard and he throws a syringe at Victor.

[Sparrow]

Victor steps back off the building and lands on a fire escape below. He watches above incase this syringe is capable of following him.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin jumps towards victor, aiming a syringe at his abdomen as he aims his shoulder towards the undead mailman.

[Sparrow]

Victor jumps back in surprise dodging Monotoxin, but is struck by the syringe in his left arm. He jumps back to get some distance.
“Aw, shoot.” he says hastily realizing what had happened.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin smiles and presses a button on his mask, the middle opens up and red mist seeps out of the crack. "You'll be coming with me now."

[Sparrow]

Victor looks to him after attempting to pull out the syringe to no avail.
“Say what? Dude I ain’t going anywhere with you.” he scoffs.
He stays put, letting curiosity about the mist get the better of him.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin's mask opens up more, a purple liquid drips down his chin," We aren't too much different you could say but...we still need you for testing." The syringe pushes down, some red mist disappearing when it does.

[Sparrow]

Victor, being distracted by the mask opening, fails to notice the red mist being transferred to him.
“Oh yeah?” he says in reply.
Then adds,
“Tests? What kind of ....,”he becomes slightly confused and loses his train of thought for a moment.
“tests?” he finishes the thought.
He looks to the syringe finally noticing.
“O-oh C-crud...” he manages to say, realizing he’s been paralyzed.

[Dokeshi]

Monotoxin kneels down and catches his breath, the mask closing slowly as he speaks, pressing something in his ear," Got a pretty fresh looking one...he looks different then the others." He coughs loudly during his speaking and walks over to Victor.

[Sparrow]

Victor glares at him, wanting to insult him, but finds himself incapable to do this at the moment. The fact that this nut apparently has a team worries him.
‘Oh great, this is just great....’ he thinks spitefully.