It's a trap!

[dogtagcollar]

Characters: Rome (dogtagcollar), Killua (kill_joo_ded), and YOUUUUU
When: After this thread.
Where: All around Ads!
Rating: PG?
Summary: Killua convinces Rome to dig pit traps around Adstring as a way to measure whether or not people are idiots. If you fall in, you are an idiot. If you don't, you're not. Rome sort of goes along with it because it kind of makes sense.

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[kill_joo_ded]

Killua arrived shortly after him, taking his time for once. Cradled under one armpit was a shovel and a pole, rusty but solid and stable. He grinned at the sight of the man waiting for him and raised his free arm to make himself more visible.

"Yo!"

[dogtagcollar]

He glanced over toward the voice, blinking for a moment- for all that the boy was young, it was surprising that he smelled so- odd. Like the wild, like this apocalyptic place, but more than anything, like blood.

Romulus found himself tensing up, waiting for a moment, assessing the threat- intuitively, he didn't think that Killua would harm him, if given the choice. He didn't seem like he had cruel intentions, just that he was a dangerous creature to tangle with- something which reminded Romulus, oddly enough, of a natural wolf.

After a short once-over, Romulus nodded, taking his eyes off of Killua to glance across the park.

"Hello. I hope you did not encounter any troubles on your way here."

[kill_joo_ded]

Killua recognized this sort of reaction, but he acted oblivious out of respect for whatever conclusion Rome would reach. When the man didn't seem perturbed, he himself relaxed almost unnoticeably while Rome's back was turned.

"Naw, easy as cake," he shrugged lightly. "So where d'you think would be the best starting point?"

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He glances around for a moment, before moving toward the entrance of the park.

"Here," he murmured quietly, crouching down and touching his finger to the dirt. "This area has the most human tracks and it smells like someone was here just a few hours ago. There is most likely a high volume of people who wander through this spot."

[kill_joo_ded]

"Heh. Not bad, he remarked offhandedly over Rome's shoulder. "That also makes it more likely that we'll be caught in the act though. We'll have to work fast."

That being said, he stood up straight, holding out the shovel in one hand and the pole in the other. "Take your pick."

[dogtagcollar]

"Yes. Time is of the essence."

He glances over between the two items before taking the pole. Killua was shorter- though not by much- and Rome assumed that he didn't have enhanced strength, so it would be easier for him to ise the shovel.

"The pits should be at least four feet wide and several feet deep."

[kill_joo_ded]

That was one assumption for which Rome could very well end up in trouble, but for now, it was fine, and Killua accepted the shovel without any questions asked. "At least," he snickered instead before pressing the shovel into the ground and hauling up the first little mound of dirt. "Gotta make 'em think for that one second that they're never gonna reach the bottom, and then before they can even finish the thought, they do."

[dogtagcollar]

"Why would we want them to think that?"

He blinks, but starts digging as well. Like Killua, Rome is a great deal stronger than he looks, and the dirt mound is getting bigger in minutes. Manual labor- something he was somewhat familiar with.

[kill_joo_ded]

"It's just another way to measure," he backtracked easily. The act of digging required no real thought on his part after the training Biscuit had put him through. "The drop needs to be just long enough but just short enough. Sorry, it's not objective either."

[dogtagcollar]

He cocks his head for a moment, still confused, but continues to dig.

"What if a small child falls in?"

[kill_joo_ded]

He frowned a bit at that. Killua honestly didn't care. If a little kid was dumb enough to wander around blindly in Adstring, then he deserved it. Too young to know better or not, it made little difference when it was the changing surroundings that dictated how life would have to be lived week by week. Despite not caring himself, however, he was well aware that plenty of other people did. He didn't want to get in trouble for something so stupid so soon after his fit.

"I'll catch 'em before they hit bottom. I'm fast enough."

[dogtagcollar]

"And if the pit is too far away?"

He stops digging for a moment, glancing behind them.

"I think we should gather foliage to break the fall."

[kill_joo_ded]

He sighed, clearly displeased, but he didn't voice any complaints. If that would keep people from throwing stupid fits.... "Yeah, sure. We are in a park. Not like it'd be hard to find."