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[likehuman]

you're naive. we're destroyers, not saviors.

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[shooteverything]

[ first of all: it wasn't his idea to partner up with kanda. it just kind of happened, and now he is feeling the horrible sensation of regret.

not about kanda (mostly). just the guns. ]

This shotgun is a piece of shit.

[ so lets use it to bludgeon a zombie's head. ]

[likehuman]

[the fuck did they even do to deserve this.

besides punch each other a few times maybe.]

You picked it out. [kanda here? he's got a good, old-fashioned.. steel bat. there's a bit of a shortage of swords.] Deal with it, or we can switch.

[shooteverything]

[ yeah well, that was for a good cause. mostly. ]

No I didn't.

You probably couldn't use it anyway.

[likehuman]

[everything is good for the cause. maybe.

just not.. other peoples' causes.]

Well it sure as hell didn't pick itself for you. And I know how to fire a damn gun. [CAULIFLOWER. duck, he's swinging at a zombie, and he probably doesn't care if he hits heine too. but he'll try not to.]

[shooteverything]

I would have picked something else if there weren't only shotgun shells left.

[ DUCKING. fuck you too, eggplant. heine did call it a piece of shit, but that's by his standards — it still fires just fine and he kneecaps a zombie coming up behind kanda before blowing out its brains. ]

So get one of them and stop getting up close.

[likehuman]

[what? they can't both be toting weapons of relatively mass destruction. the bat is bad enough; he's probably put out more eyes (read: bashed out of the skull) with this thing than he has with his sword. like this one right here.]

What, and squabble with you over ammunition? As if. [blunt force trauma is not his area of expertise, and seeing crushed skulls and other body parts is, well. far from pleasant. akuma don't really how much in the way of organs, just... gears and blood and dust.

doesn't smell any worse, at least.]

I hope you know how to use that thing. I happen to like my kneecaps. [and brains. can't forget the brains.]

[shooteverything]

[ well, they can take the guns away later. and then give heine back his double pistols and get kanda's supernatural sword.

...maybe the shotguns are a less dangerous option. ]

There's plenty to go around.

[ he's offended. come on, he knows how to use nearly every kind of firearm, and if he isn't familiar with it, he can figure it out. ]

I wouldn't waste it on your kneecaps when this shit is going on. [ speaking of brains: have some more shooting out of them. ]

[likehuman]

[shotguns and normal shells, maybe. not if they get their hands on explosives or something.]

Not at the rate these things keep showing up. [GOD WHY CAN'T THEY STAY DEAD. cracking skulls gets kind of boring after a while.] Glad to know my legs will be fine, anyway.

[speaking of brains-- ew. grimacing. please don't shoot those in his direction.]

[shooteverything]

[ no one will be able to stop the destruction then!! ]

There's probably some kind of source. Or at least a clearing.

[ strategy? what is 'strategy'? ]

Sorry, does that bother you? [ then, of course, he does it again. ]

[likehuman]

[regenerating assholes with exploding shotguns? JESUS TAKE THE WHEEL they're going to crash this boat, and hard.]

I'll take the source, just so we can get this over with already.

[GOD RUDE, AUGH.]

Son of a-- [why did he ever miss having you around, heine. ah, right. because he can take a swing at him while really aiming for one of the zombies and heine will probably still be fine even if he gets hit. mm-hm.]

[shooteverything]

Then let's move it.

[ wow, douche. he does move back, but not fast enough, because the bat smashes into his chin and cracks something in his face. ]

Shit. You fucking asshole.

[ cue glaring murderously while his jawbone heals! luckily for their joined efforts, though, heine is more occupied with shooting yet another zombie before he starts moving towards what appears to be the thick of the crowd. ]

[likehuman]

[to heine, from kanda with love. never gets old watching someone else heal form injuries.]

Oh, please, I bet that didn't even hurt.

[backing him up and knocking down stragglers, and any other undeads trying to get at heine (or himself) from behind.]

[shooteverything]

That doesn't mean you shouldn't go fuck yourself.

[ heine hates you a lot, eggplant. just so you know. he rubs his face but he doesn't whine! at least, not for a while. it's pretty obvious that the zombies are coming from a weird stone gate several hundred yards away.

...they'll cross the bridge of how they're going to destroy a rock structure when they get to it. ]

[likehuman]

Rude. [and boring.] No thanks.

[love you too, heine, darling. cupcake. cauliflower. my hero.

why is it always weird stone gates? and why is it stone? but seriously, they have a shotgun, a metal bat, and two idiots who can stitch their own wounds and grow arms back. surely they can take down a rock.]

Can't let you stick around and hog all the fun. [glancing and jerking his head in the direction of the.. boulder.. gate thing.] I'd like to see you try to take that down by yourself, though.

[shooteverything]

You know me. [ snarkiest super soldier around. or is that kanda? ]

You call this fun?

[ BLAM. ZOMBIE BRAINS. ] You need to get out more.

Stop making excuses for yourself and get the fuck over there.

[shooteverything]

[ he spits blood, straightens, and tosses the empty shotgun into the trunk of the car. then looks around at the mess, snorts, and mutters: ]

Fuck.

[ his skin still feels hot, burning with adrenaline and the need to move, move, to take things down. maybe his hands are shaking a little, but he shoves them into his pockets and pretends they aren't.

he still wants to break things. bones, preferably. ]

[likehuman]

That's putting it lightly. [snorts back, wiping blood and grime from his cheek with the back of an equally bloodied and grimy hand.

doesn't miss the way heine's hand trembles, shakes, ever so slightly. being observant is a trait to be treasured even before the world went to shit. kanda's not forgotten his old habits yet.]

Relax. We'll find more for you to blow heads off. [he's itching, too. itching to crush another skull, get his hands on a proper sword and cut something. settles instead for jabbing the end of the metal bat into heine's side, harmless but none too gentle, before chucking it into the trunk next to the shotgun.]

[shooteverything]

[ ow. he leans away, overbalances, and stumbles a little before moving back to slam the trunk closed. ]

Shut up. I don't ever want to have to go through that shit again.

[ one zombie horde is enough for a lifetime, honestly. he shoves kanda's shoulder, not hard but not exactly gently. ]

Let's get out of here already.

..where did the notif for this go

[likehuman]

[he's jostled just enough to tip over slightly, but not enough to stumble or fall. still, it's bruised there and he doesn't see the point in making things worse. not when the world is fallen to shit around them.]

Too bad, princess. [snorts, though the corner of his mouth lifts up just a bit. as he circles around to the other side of the car.] Next horde we run into, I'm kicking you out and driving off.

eaten by the dw monsters

[shooteverything]

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'm driving.

EATEN BY TIME AND no excuses sob

[likehuman]

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.]

Over my undead body.

Re: EATEN BY TIME AND no excuses sob

[shooteverything]

[ 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. ]