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aphanon_meme) wrote2015-01-28 06:48 pm
aphanon_meme) wrote2015-01-28 06:48 pm
part 359 survival horror tropes
Hello again meme! Can you believe all these new updates? I love it! I hope we see more historical stuff, though and not just emperors. Also more of that Denmark, whatta guy.
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Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
Oi, oi. There's nothing wrong with Australian beer.
[Knows a yes when he hears it however and relaxes back on his seat. Negotiation over and with both parties getting what they want for once. Good work for the circumstances, and her putting herself in his hands makes him feel responsible in a way he doesn't normally like, but desperate times...]
Aw jesus, no, just makin' sure you're not playing this game. You'll get your sleep without a gun in ya face, princess.
[Gets his bag up on the table and starts going through it, digging out his map and laying it on the table. Uses his blow-gun to flatten it down, showing that yup, he's trusting her in this now.]
Western town might be quieter after that explosion earlier in the week, possibly more comfortable than sleeping in a tree. Thoughts?
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
That is gracious of you. Thank you.
[Responsible...well, she'll trust him and take his help, but she doesn't expect him to move mountains for her. She flits from one protector to another when the need arises, putting real faith in only certain people (the ones who've betrayed her enough to have gotten bored with it). Toys with a strand of hair at that 'princess', though, as if it triggers an unconscious response]
Ah...what is that? A whistle?
[She sounds slightly hopeful, but she's soon looking at the map. She's seen nothing but forest; she'll go anywhere he suggests.]
I have tried the tree...I will take the town.
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
Ya welcome.
[It might not be obvious with his more...loutish behaviour but he's got a big brother kind of protective streak with the right people, and for now she's got it. He catches her playing with her hair in response but he doesn't give it much thought. Might be feminine wiles after all.]
It's a blow-gun. Non-lethal paralysing darts inside it, not useless but prefer something more...direct if I could choose.
[He nods in response to her agreement, because he's not aware of her complete lack of a sense of direction and the forest is easy enough to get lost in.]
Right then. Pack up anything that's left and we'll head out.
[Since his twin got him some food and beer she can keep it. If they get separated she'll be...well, she'll have food at least. Slides her slingshot back to her as well while he's at it.]
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
Oh...I think it sounds very useful.
[She's also very indirect. She blinks at his words, then slowly obliges, packing the basket neatly, silently taking her slingshot back and staring at it as if it amuses her, before putting it away.]
Ah, well. You will have to excuse my lack of vigour. [Getting to her feet, one of which is still bothering her enough to make her limp slightly. She looks tired and pale, and it's clear he'll have to contend with a slow and unsteady companion. But she's willing to try]
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
Got condoms last time, so better than that.
[Luckily he didn't have to try to kill anyone with them, because that would have been messy and okay, perhaps it's not polite but still. He got lucky this time. As she packs he sorts out his own bag, catching her almost amusement and letting a smile slip onto his own face.]
That's alri-- you're limping?
[Blinks at that, since he didn't see her walk over after all and it's not a good sign. His lips thin for a moment as he gets up and slings his bag over his shoulder.]
If it gets too bad, tell us and I'll carry ya.
[It'll be slow but she's small enough it won't be an excessive strain and they're going to be slow anyway.]
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
You got- good grief! For what purpose could they possibly be useful?!
[When he draws attention to her limp, she looks slightly surprised, looking down at her own foot. But she shakes her head rather gracefully.]
I fell upon broken glass. Brandenburg bandaged it for me. It will be fine. [...Half-smiles again.] But now that you have offered, perhaps not. Lead the way, Kapitän.
Re: Battle Royale - Night 6
[Downright tactful coming from him. He looks down at her foot and frowns for a moment, but her shake of her head distracts him from it. Such poise even in this situation, it seems like more than just a stiff upper lip. That's a proper lady for you.]
Damn, me and my big gob.
[It's obviously a joke and as he leads the way west from the picnic tables, he keeps up with her pace. Hopefully they will be fine for tonight at least.]