Flame #16

[notintehkitchen]

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The undead are all over town. If all the books I have read are accurate, please aim directly for the head either with a blunt object or a gun. All children who reside here, please stay where you are and I will come to get you. I can provide a haven.

Sniper, I will be needing your assistance. Do not worry, you will be rewarded well.

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[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

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Pretty much. That and make a lot of noise. I'll be bringing my guitar with me.

[Pointing to her back, instead of her flamethrower being strapped like usual, there is an electrical guitar and an amp.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

You have a guitar... why am I not surprised?

Where do you wanna lure them to?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

I love music. I also love to sing. Please be gentle with me.

[Pyro, the master at English fail.]

Somewhere fun. How about the park?

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Way to freak him out.*

Gentle? I don't....

*Nevermind. Dropping it.*

Park sounds good. Can get a lot 'f em there at once.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Sniper was so much more easy-going and agreeable than Medic, it was a nice change of pace.]

Are you ready? Try to keep up.

[Jumping on top of the railing on the second floor, Pyro leaped down below and landed gracefully on her feet. Ambushing enemies in the past had been a favorite tactic of hers so jumping from high places was no problem.

Stretching her arms over her head, she waved them around as a signal to follow.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He arches an eyebrow and.. takes the stairs. There is no way he's jumping down from a second story. He tucks the little bombs in his vest pocket with his lighter and shoulders his gun, trailing after her.*

You think they can smell that already?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

It's possible. I imagine their sense of smell is heightened for blood like a shark is.

[Taking one of the bottles in her hand, she poked the tiniest hole in it with a sewing needle she had been keeping under her glove.]

Just in case.

[Holding it out behind her, the blood leaked out at a slow pace and onto the concrete.]

Let's give them a trail to follow.

[bye_to_yer_head]

*He watches some nearby zombies perk up and start shambling over.*

Hey, you moight be onta something there. Seems t' be working. Course with how slow they're moving we've got a good hour before they get t' us.

Yes, taunt the zombies.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

They're slower than a Heavy. It's pathetic really.

[Turning around, Pyro began to yell at the top of her longs.]

HEY! IF YOU WANT DINNER, YOU HAVE TO GO FASTER THAN THAT!

Re: Yes, taunt the zombies.

[bye_to_yer_head]

You think they understand you?

*The zombies marginally pick up the pace. So maybe they'll be there in a half hour. Sniper will have time to brew a pot of coffee.*

Well they are falling apart. Can't blame th' poor blokes for not being able t' shamble faster.

lololo

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

No. I just feeling like yelling at something.

[Turning back to him and giving him the evil eye, she pointed a finger at him.]

Someone earlier on did use me as their ashtray, it really pissed me off.

[bye_to_yer_head]

I did no-----....Oh roight.

Well you deserved it, bein' all annoyin' loike that.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Do you think I had any other choice? Sensei didn't want me to come but I refuse to listen. The only way for him not to scold me is to hide who I really am.

[Raising a brow, Pyro thought on the word he called her. 'Annoying'.]

How was I annoying?

[bye_to_yer_head]

Actin' all helpless an' all. Shoulda jus' came anyway and not cared about what Medic thought.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[She shot back.]

I'm pretty sure I could of kicked your ass with both of my hands tied behind my back.

[bye_to_yer_head]

With karate?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

If it came down to it, yes. I would of kicked you right in that elongated jaw of yours.

[bye_to_yer_head]

What th' hell for?

*he gave you a pack with a tent and everything!*

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Would you like me to light your hair on fire instead?

[That doesn't matter! You used her as your ashtray! That's not very gentlemen like, Sniper.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

*Technically he used your hammer as an ashtray.*

I'd rather you do neither of those. Can we just focus on th' zombies?

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

[Doesn't make her any less angry it looks like.]

Fine. If you don't get your brains eaten, I still owe you a beating. I'll ever be fair and let you protect yourself. That knife of yours against my axe?

[Honestly, she just wants a decent dueling companion. Medic isn't the best when it comes to melee battle.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

You want t' fight me over me flicking a cigarette at yer hammer? Really?

*He flips his kukri and eyes her.*

You're on.

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

Wonderful. Right now? That will be great, the more bloodshed the more of those damn things will come looking for their next meal.

[Taking her axe from behind her and hooking the bottle of blood to her belt, she grinned.]

[bye_to_yer_head]

With a bunch 'f zombies tryin' to eat our brains? this is probably not th' best time...

*But he eyes her axe and takes a defensive stance in case she attacks him.*

MIGHT AS WELL MAKE IT INTERESTING RITE

[notintehkitchen.livejournal.com]

A bunch of zombies is nothing compared to Saxton Hale. Let's settle this right here and now.

[Following suit, she carefully eyes his movements. Sniper isn't as quick as Medic and doesn't have those abilities to regenerate. It's a pretty fair battle.]

To make things more interesting, how about this? If you manage to win, I'll provide you cigarettes and food up until the new year. If I win? Well...

[She begins to snicker.]

You have to ask that little girl who's smitten with you out on a date and I get to record it all.

[Mila or Jane? It's hard to say who she means.]