The shift was familiar enough, in it's own way, but it came too soon. He wasn't sure if any of the others in the group aside from Stefan had been around long enough to witness this before, but he wanted to reassure them that this was just like the changes the institute underwent at night
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The park was overran by the fiends and Renamon used the branch to her best abilities, though with her willpower fueling her current movement, it would give out before she did. That was good. That meant she'd have opportunities left to her afterwards. They would scan the park quickly, and then Renamon was getting a weapon. This was fact.
In a sweep around, Renamon experienced an odd sense of deja vu as she saw another branch wielded much the same. Almost curious she cocked her head as the assailant rose to his feet revealing the one that they were seeking. She shook her head at the universe's ironies once more, started towards Jiraiya's student.
That she hadn't spoke to the man himself, and kept a single-minded focus should have set in by now to her companion.
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It probably wouldn't be safe to relax the rest of the night. And who knew what tomorrow morning would bring...
But for now, he swung his femur bat and took out what zombies were between them and Naruto, calling out the boy's name as they approached. "Naruto!"
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"Ero-sennin!" He said, relieved to see him as well as Renamon. He gave her a nod, but he had no hopes that either of them had proper weapons, considering what they were both wielding.
"You two okay?" He said, stomping on a hand that had started crawling out of the ground next to his foot again.
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At Jiraiya's off-repeated nickname, Renamon raised an eyebrow almost teasingly. The murmur slid into the Sannin's direction, "It seems more fitting, one might say."
But after that her attention shifted back like it had never strayed, and she closed her eyes briefly in a nod. "Yes," was her reply, despite the cast on her arm and her fractionally slower movements. She would be fine. And that was all that mattered. Passing up the return question to Jiraiya, Renamon asked another, shifting her own branch in her grip as she eyed the dismantled body parts around the park. "Would you like to find something better than branches?"
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The last thing they needed was for her to figure out he was a pervert in the middle of a zombie--
--that. That woman--former woman--over to his left... He could tell how spectacular her breasts must have been before she died! Jiraiya could certain imagine it, considering how her clothes had--
--Oh. Right. They were in danger! There was time gawk at more lively bodies back at the Institute. Ones whose owners didn't want to eat him, most likely. He'd much rather be beaten to an inch within his life rather than be eaten by the undead. It was a personal preference of his.
"We're fine, Naruto," Jiraiya stated, straightening as he regained his composure. "But we need to get you two something better." He held up his femur. "The femur is the strongest bone in your body--the one in your upper thigh--so I'd suggest going with that. For now, anyways. We can find something stronger later on."
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He gave Jiraiya a look, wondering if he'd be fine with Naruto calling him 'old man'. Using his name was weird; he'd never really used it, even to talk about Jiraiya to others. Either way, now wasn't the time to think about that, so Naruto listened to the man's suggestion.
"Wait, how do we get one of those?" Naruto asked, wrinkling his nose. Would they have to...rip off their legs? That means already killing one, and he wasn't sure he was going to willingly get close to any of the zombies.
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It was a bit disgusting, but you did what you had to do to survive. And Renamon's proposal would probably sit a lot better with Naruto, anyways. The kid hadn't been desensitized by war, and he wasn't trained for blunt weapons, anyways.
"Knives would be good for Naruto," Jiraiya replied in response to Renamon. "I didn't train him too much in using blunt weapons. That is, if the restaurants and the like aren't already picked clean of weapons. If they don't, there's always that hardware store I heard about...."
Jiraiya just preferred some distance between him and the zombies. The less he had to touch them, the better. There was no way he could properly save any beautiful women in distress if he was smelling like a corpse!
He smirked, then, in response to Renamon. "That's right, enough talk! If we wait too long, we'll miss out!"
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"That sounds safer," he said, nodding, before giving a quick look around in the hopes that no zombies were coming near.
"Which way is the restaurant, then?" Naruto had never been there, and it was harder to get around at night. With zombies prowling around the streets.
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