Note: From now on I'll be using two colors, one for Lazarus and one for his friend. Everyone else's words'll be black.
"So much stuff's happening, and I don't want to go with it. I need to find out if she's actually dead or not. And if she is I'm gonna beat the fuck out of her. Repeatedly. And I'll enjoy it. Repeatedly". Lazarus had been with everyone from the time where they'd all met eachother at the flower beds, and had drifted along by himself, watching the others beat up the zombies, catching wind of
'..magic barrier...',
'spells..', and the like, but he didn't really associate with anyone. He barely knew any of them, and he was sure that none of them knew him. He'd already taken his shower, and put on a the clothes he kept hidden in his locker. Practically another white button up shirt, on top of which was a black button up vest. SOmething a butler would wear. He'd exchanged his bloody dark blue jeans for black skinny jeans, but his shoes stayed the same. Osiris was a favourite brand of Lazarus'.
He was watching the others. All of them at least knew eachother slightly, and he felt kind of left out. He was the only person that was alone. He watched the three people passing the whiskey around, and remembered how he and his own friends had used to have their own parties because none of them could've been bothered to host a massive one. He went over to his locker after drying off, and sat. He pulled another cigarette from his pocket and lit it up, but for once, he felt like he really needed it.
Lazarus was standing by one of the windows, closer to everyone, when his phone went off. He quickly pulled it out of his pocket quickly, opening it and exclaiming.
"The heck? Wait... this is Alex's Phone. Fuck". Lazarus stood, and answered it.
"Hey, who is this and why do you have my friends Pho-"
"Because some asshole stole mine".
"Wait.... holy shit. You're alive! Oh good...".
"When I get to you, I'm getting my phone back, alright?".
"No. I'm going to keep it and tease you about the messages you sent people. Dumbass".The voice on the phone laughed, and then the serious tone came back.
"Okay, okay. Where are you, anyways?".
"I'm in the Gym with some other people. What about you?".
"I'm on the top of one of the Main Buildings with some others, barricades are up but they might not hold much longer".
"Fuck".
"Fuck indeed, Laz".Lazarus hung up the phone, his ecitement renewed as he realised that his best friend was still alive and kicking. For now.
"I need to get there... asap".Laz quickly went over to Takeo, and spoke.
"I just got a call from my friend, she's on top of one of the Building, although I dunno which one, and she says she's got survivors with her. And the Barricade isn't holding very well. I know that she'd have no trouble jumping off and tucking and rolling, but the other people, not so much".Lazarus turned and went to pick up his baseball bat, and then returned.
"And just in case you din't know my name. I'm Lazarus Inaba, and I am not a Rabbit".