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soul_campaign2012-03-14 08:50 pm
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✗ 02, Video, February 2nd ✗
This place sure did go to hell pretty quick, didn't it? And here I thought I scored some kinda weird vacation.
[Kid doesn't look as cheery as she did last time, that's for sure. She's crouched next to a garbage can in a narrow alley, with her knees drawn all the way up to her chin, looking exhausted. Her knees are skinned, and there's blood and guts all over her boots, one of which has a hole burned through it from whatever it is those damn ants are spitting. Her hair's got globs of some unidentified substance in them, but she's pretty sure it came from those damn spiders.]
Any of me mates out there? I think--
[She groans, and furiously scratches the back of her head, her expression getting more angry.]
There's these damn birds circlin' around. One of 'em grabbed me arm and I had to stab the bloody bastard in the leg. [She holds up a kitchen knife, the one he's been carrying with her since the madness started. It's clearly not made for combat, the thing's already losing its edge.] He ain't goin' away. Don't get me wrong, I ain't in the habit of beggin' for help, so if somebody's got a gun or somethin', I could make it worth it for ya later.
[Kid doesn't look as cheery as she did last time, that's for sure. She's crouched next to a garbage can in a narrow alley, with her knees drawn all the way up to her chin, looking exhausted. Her knees are skinned, and there's blood and guts all over her boots, one of which has a hole burned through it from whatever it is those damn ants are spitting. Her hair's got globs of some unidentified substance in them, but she's pretty sure it came from those damn spiders.]
Any of me mates out there? I think--
[She groans, and furiously scratches the back of her head, her expression getting more angry.]
There's these damn birds circlin' around. One of 'em grabbed me arm and I had to stab the bloody bastard in the leg. [She holds up a kitchen knife, the one he's been carrying with her since the madness started. It's clearly not made for combat, the thing's already losing its edge.] He ain't goin' away. Don't get me wrong, I ain't in the habit of beggin' for help, so if somebody's got a gun or somethin', I could make it worth it for ya later.
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Just try to get onto higher ground. I'm traveling from rooftop to rooftop right now. [ Because she's a ninja like that. ]
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