It was as if time slowed to a snails pace as Rick heard Lori say, "Oh my god, she's practically one of them." In a scared and horrified tone as Lisa used her bare hands to rip the head off of the first walker, foolishly giving her back to two of the others- one of whom had managed to get in close enough to manage to take a small nibble, if one could call having her fist put through it's gaping mouth and forced through the back of it's skull, a nibble as it too went the way of the first.
But not before leaving behind a nice long, bloody scrape along with a couple of teeth embedded in one of her knuckles.
Dropping both bodies, she then made quick work of the others. Ripping their heads from their bodies and crushing their skulls with one of her feet to fully destroy them before turning her attention fully to clean up duty. She needed to dispose of the bodies before animals got a hold of them. Or some other thingys came and stampeded her home.
But first thing was first, two of the bodies smelled fresh. As in they had been dead for only a short time before coming to her home. Which made them perfect for harvesting organs. However, she thought with a quick glance towards the house at the people standing on the porch and just inside the front door- staring at her with a certain mixture of fear, horror, wariness and trepidation causing her to sigh.
Harvesting the organs would have to come later. Until then to prevent any more damage and decay she would have to put the bodies on ice down in the bunker.
Right now she imagined her guests had a lot of questions. And she wasn't exactly sure if she should answer them all. Much less how to answer them. After all, it wasn't like she knew everything either. Most of what she had learned about everything so far had been a series of trial and error and really good educated guesses.
Leaning down she picked up both of the bodies she'd be surgically tearing into later on and slung one over one of her shoulders and decided to drag the other along behind her like some sick parody of a rag doll as she started back towards the house.
She reached the porch and looked up at everyone for a second. Taking note in how some stared at her in disgust while others cowered behind Rick, Hottie, and some crazy looking guy with short black hair and stubble along his jaw. Her eyes flickered down to the man's hand which was resting lightly on the knife at his hip and then looked back to his face.
He had this peculiar look in his icy blue eyes that reminded her of other survivors that she had met. Survivors that had turned out to have lost their minds after all that they had seen and lost and done and had had to be put down like rabid dogs.
And she knew without a doubt that the second she turned her back on him- he would attack her with the intention of killing her.
Maggie came down the porch steps with Beth, one carrying a rag for the scrape on her hand and the other carrying a small first aid kit. "Ghost, look at you're hand!" Beth said as she moved to dab at Lisa's hand with the towel she held. Lisa carefully placed both headless corpses on the ground and then held up one finger to stop the girl from touching her just yet.
Beth and Maggie both stopped moving towards her as she pulled the teeth that one of the walkers had left imbedded in her hand, out of her flesh and then let herself return to normal.
The color of her eyes changing back to green and her skin taking on it's normal healthy peach colored hue instead of the sickly, dead-ish, chalky white that made her appear almost like a ghoul. Once that was done she held her arm out to the girls, a silent invitation to them to get closer to her.
And instead of having them tend to her like they normally would, she simply took the rag and first aid kit from them both and dropped down to the ground with her legs crossed indian style and quietly begun to work on cleaning and bandaging her hand by herself as Hershel came down the steps at an agonizingly slow pace and headed towards where she sat.
Obviously the man was just as curious and worried (if not more so) than everyone else was.
Moving to stand in front of her, he stared down at her for a moment with a frown on his face before saying in a gentle tone, "Lisa. Honey, I think we need to have a talk." Causing her to pause wrapping her hand and look up at him with wide green eyes as she slowly took the gauze between her teeth to tear it so that she could tie it off and looked away, her shoulders slumping a little bit as she finished and quickly put everything back into the first aid kit and then closed it and said.
"Sure. Might as well call a meeting. Gather everyone in the kitchen and give me a few minutes to do something with those two bodies I dragged up here and to wash my hands and face." After all, one or two of those corpses had been ripe enough to splatter her nice clean self with blood, goop and a bunch of other disgusting things.
Come to think of it- "Actually let me amend that request. I feel the need to shower again." Hershel nodded in understanding and reached out and picked up the kit and stood up again and he, and the girls all turned to go gather up everyone else.