.oo4 ☆ [voice]

[hematophagus]

...It seems like weapons have been scattered around the house. Whatever this is, it's just another game... No surprise there.

Whatever these things are, I don't intend to fight for my life against them. I've had enough of killing, whether they look human or not.

If anyone wants a flamethrower, it's all yours.

[She pauses, considering, before

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[text]

[tag_urdead]

I'll take it.

[game or not, she'd like to not die or be zombified.]

voice;

[hematophagus]

...the camera girl.

[...] How old are you?

[voice]

[tag_urdead]

Fifteen. I have extensive combat experience.

[okay so that was in a giant robot, but she still thinks she's qualified.]

voice forever

[hematophagus]

Have you killed before?

[tag_urdead]

Yes.

[quite matter-of-fact.]

[hematophagus]

[A long pause.... before;] Fine. Head to the rooming hall. I'll give it to you there.

action?

[tag_urdead]

On my way.

action~

[hematophagus]

[Havoc will already be there when Anya arrives, missing her usual blanket. And indeed, she seems to have a large flamethrower with her.]

action~ fdklj sorry so late

[tag_urdead]

[Anya walks in, noting the absence of blanket but far more interested in the presence of flamethrower.

Anya hasn't actually handled a flamethrower. On the other hand, she can use sidearms. This is just scaled up, right? Right.

She walks over and holds out her hands.]

May I?

hkgdhakjh my turn to be sorry, ahah

[hematophagus]

[Havoc regards her for a moment, making no move to actually hand the thing over... before she gives a brief overview of how to actually work the thing, and holding it out.]

Don't let any of the kids running around get their hands on it.