[Movie Tiemz]

[devilmaylol]

[Alastor is flipping through the manual to try and work this projection machine in the mess hall; He would probably do better to ask someone more mechanically inclined, but he's pretty focus-minded and this hasn't occurred to him yet. He's got various film canisters stacked nearby, mostly his films, but one or two of Joe's as well. Yeah, he

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[right_hand_of]

...probably because that thing never had a manual, you know?

[devilmaylol]

...

Then what am I reading, big guy?

[right_hand_of]

Fuck if I know, but when I found it? Zip. Where'd you get it, anyway?

[devilmaylol]

I, er,

borrowed

it.

[right_hand_of]

...

"Borrowed"?

[devilmaylol]

Well, there was no one around and I needed...

...this is yours, isn't it, big guy.

[right_hand_of]

Score one for the ace detective. Not that I was using it, granted, but a little respect for personal property and space would be fanfuckingtastic, you know?

[devilmaylol]

Well, I, uh. That's like, you know...

...

Shit.

[right_hand_of]

[just. smiles. at you.]

New, huh?

[devilmaylol]

M-Maybe. Not scared of you guys though. I could take out every zombie in this whole camp if I wanted to.

Tch.

[right_hand_of]

...you think I'm a zombie?

[devilmaylol]

You could be. [SHRUGS IT OFF.]

Like hell if I know. I just want this movie projector to work...

[crosses his arms, staring at it, then looks at the may-or-may-not-be-a-zombie.]

hey, can you make this thing turn on? Since it's yours, and all.

[right_hand_of]

I'm not. I'm a counselor.

The big red button, in the middle.