Quand Benjamin a vu le gaz, il est entré dans un état d'alarme presque automatique, bien qu'il ait réussi à se retenir d'une action imprudente en raison d'une combinaison de risque de se faire tirer dessus et de la connaissance que le service de police était au-dessus de gazer les citoyens. S'ils ne se souciaient pas des citoyens à l'intérieur, ils auraient fait sauter le bus dans la vie après tout. Il s'est couvert le visage et a fait face à la panique.
Selon le Lily, qui examinait maintenant les criminels déchus, il avait raison, ils étaient des zombies. Cependant, il y avait quelque chose qui n'était pas tout à fait juste. Il avait l'impression que tous ses cheveux étaient debout. Il était tombé de son équilibre. C'est alors qu'il a remarqué que si les marques brillantes avaient disparu du cou des hommes (pas étonnant si elles étaient 'réanimées'), elles avaient presque été transférées dans le cou des passagers, y compris, plus inquiétant encore, le sien.
"Excusez-moi le légiste, avez-vous une idée de ce que ces marques pourraient être?" Il a demandé d'un ton calme, avec seulement la note la plus faible de l'inquiétude branchant sa voix.
Si elle ne savait pas qu'il le porterait à la reine vaudou, dans la ville pyrrhique les problèmes sont scientifiques ou magiques, heureusement il était maintenant en contact avec un expert dans les deux.
Dois-je aussi consulter un médecin sur l'exposition à ce gaz?
Name: Lily Carnation
Age: 30
Gender: Dame
Race/species: Human
Description: A tall woman, just over 6 feet, with pale skin and long red hair that falls wildly down to the small of her back. Usually seen wearing practical, dark clothing, except for a white, but usually stained with something, doctors coat. Always has some sort of flower weaved into the mess that is her hair.

Personality: An awkward woman around things that aren't corpses or plants, she would prefer to spend all her time in the relative safety of the morgue. Because of how often she has to leave to deal with problem though, she has the worried, put upon temperament of someone who wants no trouble yet inevitably gets dragged into some. She doesn't do empathy very well, and has no sense whether or not something is appropriate to say. She becomes extremely animated when one of her interests is presented to her, and latches onto it with gusto and never lets go.
Powers/abilities: Lily has been able to talk to plants ever since she was a young girl. This has been a boon to both her job and keeping her safe from a few of the more violent plant varieties of Pyrrhic.
Skills: Lily works as a coroner in the city morgue. Point her at a body and she'll be able to tell you how, when, and why that person died. As a hobby, she also practices chemistry and botany which allows her to craft special bullets. She's not quite a crack shot, but she can do pretty well for herself in a gun battle.

Other: In a city like Pyrrhic just because you put a stiff on a slab is no guarantee that it'll stay there. Corpses get up and walk out of the morgue on a regular basis, and Lily just can not be having with that. When that happens she packs up her things, puts her guns in her pockets, and sets out into the city after it. She has involved herself in more than a few strange cases as she follows that trail of a renegade corpse off to finish some earthly business, but she always gets her body in then end. Usually after foiling some shady plot.
Since you can't just bring a zombie down with small arms fire she employs special bullets containing seeds for a plant called Creeper. Creeper is an incredibly virulent parasitic plant. Though it takes a while for it to grow in a living being, long enough that the person can get it surgically of magically removed, Creeper grows very quickly in corpses walking or otherwise and will devour a zombie in no time at all, leaving only a bed of beautiful multicolored flowers. She carries a separate gun specially for firing these bullets she calls The Sprouter.