Like you can drive without someone telling you where shit is. You'd crash in half a mile.
[ though let's be honest, neither of them drive at anything resembling legal speeds. GOOD THING IT'S THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND THE POLICE AREN'T... alive, mostly.
staring off into the distance over the piles of limp bodies, he abruptly turns and goes after him, slamming his foot into the car door next to kanda's shin. just to, you know, catch his attention. casual. ]
I drive a hell of a lot better than you, at least.
[which is entirely an exaggeration. but surely an average of a few miles per hour faster is considered better. relatively speaking.
he tries to take advantage of heine's momentary lapse in attention to get the driver's door open, but that clearly didn't work. so he shoves at heine's chest with his shoulder to force him back and away from the door.]
[ he falls back, steadying himself after a moment and taking the step forward again. ] Yeah, right.
[ RUDE, his driving is great. ]
You really want to fight about this? [ he steps in close, pushing himself into kanda's personal space and scowling. as hands-off as he is most times, the adrenaline's effects are strong enough that he's still ready for a fight, or something equally physical. ]
eaten by the dw monsters
[ though let's be honest, neither of them drive at anything resembling legal speeds. GOOD THING IT'S THE ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE AND THE POLICE AREN'T... alive, mostly.
staring off into the distance over the piles of limp bodies, he abruptly turns and goes after him, slamming his foot into the car door next to kanda's shin. just to, you know, catch his attention. casual. ]
I'm driving.
EATEN BY TIME AND no excuses sob
[which is entirely an exaggeration. but surely an average of a few miles per hour faster is considered better. relatively speaking.
he tries to take advantage of heine's momentary lapse in attention to get the driver's door open, but that clearly didn't work. so he shoves at heine's chest with his shoulder to force him back and away from the door.]
Over my undead body.
Re: EATEN BY TIME AND no excuses sob
[ RUDE, his driving is great. ]
You really want to fight about this? [ he steps in close, pushing himself into kanda's personal space and scowling. as hands-off as he is most times, the adrenaline's effects are strong enough that he's still ready for a fight, or something equally physical. ]