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riverviewlogs2017-09-20 01:04 pm
pundemic) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-09-20 01:04 pm
Entry tags:
girls just wanna have murder and hot youtube clicks
who: ellie and hana song
what: bonding
when: this very moment
where: somewhere out in the forest-y areas
warnings: a child soldier meets a child apocalypse survivor this will certainly end well (also cw for hunting/etc)
[She doesn't need to hunt. She keeps telling herself that. She can go to the supermarket, pick up whatever she wants. She can take it back to Taako and he'll turn it into something that's fucking delicious, and she'll have leftovers for days.
But she tells herself she can't justify letting her skills decline. Sooner or later, she has to go back. And when she does, she isn't going to have supermarkets, or food every day, or an endless supply of hot water.
So she's hunting. She's already got one rabbit dead, gutted, and tied off to her backpack, and she's stalking another. She hasn't quite decided if she'll shoot it yet, but if nothing else, the tracking is good practice. She follows it across several game trails and through some underbrush, and then she.
Stops. Stares. Outloud:]
What the hell is that?
[It's said in incredulity and awe, because she is definitely looking at a gigantic pink... robot? Given the last time she met something robotic looking and it turned out to be not only sentient but human, she decides to treat this one a little differently.]
Uh... hey there?
[please talk to her this is so cool please come on]
what: bonding
when: this very moment
where: somewhere out in the forest-y areas
warnings: a child soldier meets a child apocalypse survivor this will certainly end well (also cw for hunting/etc)
[She doesn't need to hunt. She keeps telling herself that. She can go to the supermarket, pick up whatever she wants. She can take it back to Taako and he'll turn it into something that's fucking delicious, and she'll have leftovers for days.
But she tells herself she can't justify letting her skills decline. Sooner or later, she has to go back. And when she does, she isn't going to have supermarkets, or food every day, or an endless supply of hot water.
So she's hunting. She's already got one rabbit dead, gutted, and tied off to her backpack, and she's stalking another. She hasn't quite decided if she'll shoot it yet, but if nothing else, the tracking is good practice. She follows it across several game trails and through some underbrush, and then she.
Stops. Stares. Outloud:]
What the hell is that?
[It's said in incredulity and awe, because she is definitely looking at a gigantic pink... robot? Given the last time she met something robotic looking and it turned out to be not only sentient but human, she decides to treat this one a little differently.]
Uh... hey there?
[please talk to her this is so cool please come on]