carracosta | beez in the trap

[time is ruthless when unchecked, gnawing at sore ankles and palms tough as leather, drawing blood that draws walkers in turn. Murasa stopped keeping track after the day she watched her group get torn apart amidst gunfire and screams. only day and night exist now, monday and tuesday and everything after that gone. all gone, just like the world and society and everything she misses and wishes she could forget about.

finding Madoka shocked her out of her numb stupor (and in a sense, brought her back from the dead). they're not alone anymore- alone, in this world of death even after death, but not on their own. they've had too many close calls but somehow, by some random miracle, they're alive and unharmed.

they can't stay in one place too long. the walkers might move slower than the living, but they still move nonetheless. they made it out of the city and out into the countryside where they're less likely to be ambushed by a mob around any corner. there's a farmhouse visible just about half a mile away. the barn beside it could provide extra cover until they rest and gather more supplies as well.

or it could hold a crowd of walkers inside.

Murasa glances at Madoka. they've been walking for hours in the blistering sun and their water supply is nearly depleted. talking would only dry their throats so they haven't exchanged any words for a while now.]

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It's not that I want to. You can't want to risk your life every time like this, either.

I can't let you risk yourself. It's better this way.

It's impossible for both of us to avoid risk, but you shouldn't be the one taking on all the risk every time.

This isn't something we should argue about. Just leave it, okay?

... I've always left it to you. You don't think that's the problem?

I don't mind it, so no.

That's exactly what I'm worried about.

... I won't die. Promise.

[ ... okay pretending to search is a wash. she turns around--not in confrontation, but in something like resignment. ]

I think we both know that's a difficult thing to promise.

[the silence that follows is only an agreement. she stops pretending to search as well, but she doesn't look at Madoka.]

I promise to try not to die.

[she's trying to sound light-hearted about it.]

[ sure, she can try the light-hearted game too, staring out the window so not to force an attempt at eye contact. her smile isn't genuine at all. ]

... Should we come up with a penalty game if you fail?

You got any good ideas? I'm listening.

Um, I didn't actually expect agreement...

Have you ever played any?

No. Not in a while.

[a loooong while something something weeks or months?!]

[ not since the outbreak. she understands. ]

I don't imagine so.

How difficult would you like the penalty to be?

... Nothing that involves the Walkers.

[whiiich should've been obvious already but.]

I don't have much else to lose.

Of course not. I think I've had enough of those too.

... I'll go easy on you, then.

If you break the promise, you have to cook me something delicious as an apology.

[her mouth twitches, maybe something of a smile.]

I'm not the greatest cook around, but I'll try.

It can't be any worse than canned things, right?

[ speaking of, scrounging up a tin of peaches. like magic. ]

Yeah, I miss real food. Not the canned stuff.

[canned corn o wait this isn't Exitvoid]

What do you miss the most? The food we used to have...

[ food from before the outbreak, from when food was plenty. ]

Right now... I'd really like a pizza. One fresh out of the oven, maybe with olives and chicken.

[well now she's just getting hungry. thanks meduk!!]

My dad made the best fish curry, too.

[ ur welcome. and it does sound good... well, she was used to being hungry too. ]

Pizzas were such a long time ago...

Ah, I don't think I've ever had fish curry, though. It was always chicken or beef.

Seriously? When this is all over you should try it. I can't get all the ingredients now because... you know. [implying they'd survive that long, or the zombie plague would end lol]

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