Todd Wants Key's Face

Todd: He doesn't even know what he's doing - he's NUTS! D8<

Key: Harry joined the military because he wanted to help rebuild our goddamned society! How is that a bad thing?!

Todd: It's BAD because he's trying to rebuild society with the WRONG GROUP OF PEOPLE. Wake UP, Key! These guys are bad news - don't you GET it??

Key: Just because there are one or two bad people in the world doesn't make everyone evil, Todd! Can't you get that?!

Todd: Well they're all following orders from the same person - that Lieutenant Crowe, or whatever. D8<

Key: That doesn't make them evil, Todd. You know that ONE scientist was acting of his own accord, not under any orders from whoever the hell this Crowe guy is. >:/

Todd: WELL THAT FIRING SQUAD WASN'T ACTING ON ITS OWN ACCORD! D8<

Key: Well, that's true, but they dropped all the charges against you after they realized it wasn't your fault! Hell, they rescued us and let us back in here when they could've easily torn us to pieces from that helicopter. Even after they thought you committed a mass murder in one of their buildings, they practically welcomed you back with open arms. >:/

Todd: *he is silent and furious, his brow furrowed angrily at Key, mouth curved into a tight frown. He was losing the argument, and he knew it*

Key: ....They're doing the right thing by trying to help. What Harry did wasn't wrong.

Todd: *suddenly slams a fist on the kitchen table. It makes a loud noise - the noise of pure kinetic energy and impact. He had forgotten how strong he had become from the infection, but ignored the table when the other end jumped upwards a little. Now SHE was siding with them?? KEY??*

Key: !? *jumps a bit from the loud noise and his sudden reaction, but stands her ground (he wouldn't try to hurt me... would he?) Yes, he was angry, but he wasn't seeing the whole picture. She'll stand by her opinion* ... >:/

Todd: *he truly did look like he was going to hurt her - his muscles were tensed up, and he was hunched over, almost as if ready to leap at her - but Todd would never even dream of hurting her. Instead, he gave her an eyeless glare, looking quite menacing*

Key: *is very disconcerted by his stance and his glare, and unconsciously takes a small step back, looking rather startled when her back bumped into the kitchen counter. she stops there and stares right back at Todd (w-would he really hurt me?)*

Todd: *notices this, and stands a bit more upright, relaxing a little. He didn't speak, but looked at the wall, away from Key, contemplating going back to his room*

Key: *lets out a breath she didn't know she had been holding, and relaxes as well. she doesn't move from where she's standing, but she looks down, away from Todd (i shouldn't have pushed him that far)*

Todd: *in quiet anger* I'm gonna go out...

Key: *just as quietly* okay...

Todd: *walks out of the apartment, slamming the door behind him. He didn't care about the public. He just wants fresh air*

Key: .... *grabs her sketchbook as the passes the table, and sits down on the couch, opening it up and staring into a blank page* ....

Todd: *ignores the feeling of the citizens' angry eyes all around him as he walked around the Safe Zone*

Harry: *notices Todd on his patrol with Claire and the other soldier, but says nothing*

Key: ... *puts pencil to paper and starts drawing, though she's not quite sure what she's making yet* ...

MEANWHILE

Claire: *notices Harry looking and follows his gaze, seeing Todd as well* ...

Todd: *stops at a soup kitchen, and leans against the wall, bitterly looking up at the grey sky* ...

Harry: ...

Claire: .... *is a quiet voice* He's your friend, isn't he?

meanwhile

Key: *continues to draw, not really paying attention, just drawing what's coming to mind* ....

Harry: *also quietly* Yes. I wonder why he looks so angry?

Todd: *thinks deeply about what had just transpired - the argument with Key*

Claire: maybe you should talk to him.

meanwhile

Key: *thinks about the argument, continuing to draw. yes, she felt bad for pushing Todd that far,but he was being irrational.* ...

Harry: ... that wouldn't be a very good idea... besides, I need to stay here, with the patrol.

Todd: *wonders if Key really was siding with THEM - if she didn't understand - didn't SEE why the military was made up of monsters*

Claire: Then talk to him afterward. he IS your friend, isn't he? :/

meanwhile

Key: *continues to wonder WHY Todd keeps telling himself that the military is outright evil for the things they've done. Yes, they've made some bad decisions, but so has everyone else. It's not like they're running the place like NAZIS or something...*

Harry: Well, yeah... but he might not like seeing me here and get all angry, and *in a tiny voice* he might yell at me...

Todd: *notices the patrol, and scrunches his nose in disgust*

Claire: *notices this out of the corner of her eye, but doesn't look directly at him* ...I'm guessing he's still not over the CEDA Building incident...

meanwhile

Key: *looks down at what she's been drawing, and lets out a tiny gasp-she had begun to draw Todd's dream as he had described it. she quickly rips it out, crushes it into a ball, and turns around to throw it into the kitchen's trash can. she misses and it bounces back out, but she doesn't see it* .... *siiiiiigh*

Me: Silly Key. XD

Todd: *snorts when he notices that one of the soldiers is Harry*

Harry: No... well, I dunno. We haven't talked to each other since he kicked me out of our room.

Me: It's obvious what I want you to do with that, right?

Claire: *incredulously* He kicked you out?

meanwhile

Key: *slumps back in the couch, staring at theceiling. looks like drawing was out of the question (damn you, Freud)*

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Todd: Right... so... we were all together - me, you, and... ... and Harry. Except Harry was a Smoker, and you were a Witch, and I... well, I FELT like a Hunter, if that's possible... and we were walking through a city - no zombies - no ANYTHING except for us... and we just walked and walked, until... *he looks down, getting uncomfortable* until we saw... SOMETHING... in the sky... and... and it was big, but I don't know what it was... and then suddenly, there's this huge explosion, and you guys... (this is going to sound so weird) your SKIN was peeling off your bodies - EVERYTHING, like, peeling away these layers and crap until only your skeletons remained, and I look down at my own hands, and those are skeleton hands to... and then... then Harry says to me - and I KNOW it's Harry, I can hear his voice saying this - he says to me "it's going to be all right, Todd"... and then I woke up... but... I KNOW it's not going to be alright, Key - I KNOW that something awful's going to happen... I just feel it in my gut...

Key: ...I don't... *stops to think. Something in the sky, then an explosion. us, infected, slowly being destroyed. only one thing occurred to her, but she wasn't about to say it...* ...I don't know what to think of it... I mean... It's just a dream, right?

Todd: I don't know...

Key: ....You think it's actually possible...? It can't be, I'm immune... and you and Harry can't get infected again...

Todd: I know... I guess it's just a dream. Getting worked up over it is kinda a bad idea...

Me: GEE, WHAT DOES THIS REMIND YOU OF?

Me: chill out, buddy. :/

Key: right. *sighs* I think it's best to just forget about it...

Me: :P

Todd: Right... yeah... *his rubs his neck, his eyes shifting nervously*

Key: .... :(

Me: Mish wishes to make gasmask delivery. unless you wish to do it later as a plot point.

Todd: ...

Me: please do. Todd can greet the deliverer with bitterness XD

Me: awesome.

*there is a knock on the door*

Key: ?? ....

Todd: ... *he sighs, and gets up. He opens the door* >:(

Soldier: *is there, holding a clipboard. he checks it* ...Three inhabitants?

Todd: *bitterly* Two. Only two. What do you want? >:/

Soldier: .... *reaches into a box he had put down next to him, and pulls out two gas masks. These are to be worn when the cure missile is launched. Make sure to wear them at all times while outdoors during those days.

Todd: *takes the masks form the soldier* Yeah, fine, whatever. >:(

Soldier: *snorts, and moves on*

Key: ....

Todd: *slams the door shut, and throws a mask to Key* Here! Take it! Protection for their death-bomb!

Key: !! *catches it, almost dropping it. why is he still so bitter about that BOMB? it's spreading the cure, isn't it?* Todd...!

Todd: What, Key? WHAT?

Key: *suddenly remembers the ourcome of the last fight they had, and decides to handle it differently by doing the complete opposite of the last time--being loud* CALM. DOWN!

Todd: *growls a bit, but is silenced, shuffling his feet, and staring at the gas mask angrily*

Key: *lets out a sigh of relief when the argument ended there* If you don't want to see it, hand it over and I'll give it back when we need it.

Me: Superego always sounds like a mooomm. XD

Me: lololololololol

Todd: *snorts, and gives the gas mask to Key* Good. I don't want to see it until I have to.

Me: no, really. XD

Key: *takes it, and goes to put them away in her room*

Me: I laugh in agreement, yes.

Todd: Good, good. fracking military - frack them - they can all go crawl back to the doges that spawned them...

Key: *comes out of her room in time to hear the last half of what he said* ....isn't the fact that they're trying good enough for you?

Todd: No. Maybe the torture had something to do with that.

Key: *mumbled* Good point...

Todd: ... You know WHAT? Harry was going to be a film maker! Now he's a fracking lunatic with a gun, joining the military and shoot! What the frack!

Key: *almost literally facepalms* Goddammit, Todd, why do you have to keep going on about this?!

Todd: It pisses me off! You're expecting me to IGNORE it??

Key: Yes. Yes I am. He made his decision, you just have to deal with it!

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*IN HER OWN APARTMENT*

Claire: *puts her coat away, still thinking over what happened earlier. What could've possibly caused Harry to just up and kill the man? Maybe the fact that he was half-infected has something to do with it, even though he was cured. Yes, maybe that was it... she sat on her couch and stared at her ceiling* ...

Harry: *moving on as best as he could with his thoughts, he ended up thinking about Claire, herself, and how he felt kinda funny around her. He had known this feeling before, but forgot exactly what it was. This bugged him - made him feel less human (less HUMAN?). He looked at his pale, greenish-grey hands. For the first time in a while, Harry questioned his actions, and who he truly was*

Claire: ... *starts doubting her previous theory. if it was the infection that caused him to act this way, then why wasn't Todd, who had been fully infected until he was cured, acting just as (or probably even more) compulsively as Harry? Frustrated, she gets up and starts pacing, now unsure of what to think. she doesn't know what she'll do if this happens again, she'd hate to see him discharged from the military for it...* ....

Me: funny how they're thinking about each other in totally opposite ways. XD

Me: Eyus. XD

Harry: *still bothered, he heats up some ramen for himself - a quick dinner for an ex-college student with no cooking skills - eats, then goes to bed. Or rather, goes to bed, but is unable to sleep. Those thoughts still plagued his mind. He's probably end up being the person he hated the most - his own father. They were already so much alike, after all. He'll end up being a violent, drunken, compulsive mess* ...

Claire: *had wandered over to the kitchen and grabbed a can of something (she wasn't really paying attention, nor was she all that hungry), popping it open and drinking out of it. the fact that the caffeine might not be able to sleep crossed her mind at some point, but she didn't really seem to care much. she stares at the can, wondering what is to become of herself. will she stay in the military? will she be killed (somehow)?* ....

Harry: *a bit of hope then crossed over into his thoughts. Maybe he could change. Maybe if he did, Claire COULD forgive him, and he wouldn't become his father, but something far more respectable. He smiled a bit, and didn't really realize when he fell asleep*

Me: So Key and Todd weren't necessarily Beauty and the Beast - well, more like the original version of it. Harry and Claire are more so Beauty and the Beast, because Harry is forcing himself to change for her.

Me: *nod nod nod* i very much agree.

Clare: *stares at the can a bit longer, then gulps down the rest of it, throwing the can out as soon as she finishes. she goes into her own room and climbs into bed, staring at a wall* ...... *eventually falls asleep*

THE NEXT MORNING

Todd: *asleep in bed with Key. He had fallen asleep before he could put the pill bottle back, and it was being loosely held in his hand*

Key: *hadn't woken up at all until now. she supresses a yawn and goes to sit up, careful not to disturb Todd. she notices the pills bottle, and carefully takes it out of Todd's hand and sets it on the nearby table*

Todd: *still asleep, but the hand that held the bottle twitches a little as he slowly regains awareness*

Key: *smiles, and stands, going out to the main room, making sure to close the door behind her quietly*

Todd: *wakes up somewhat disorientated from a strange dream he had. He lays in bed, staring at the ceiling* ...

Key: *goes into the kitchen and rummages around for something to eat* ....

Todd: ... *he gets up and walks into the main room, dazed* ...

Key: ? *turns around when she hears him come in* You okay? :(

Todd: *quietly* ... just a weird dream...

Key: *is a bit worried about how quiet he is* ...what about?

Todd: *pulls his hands into tight fists* ... nothing important...

Key: ... *quietly* you sure?

Todd: *let's out an exhausted sigh* ... I'll tell you about it later...

Key: ...okay. *trying to change the subject* So, what do you wanna eat?

Todd: I dunno... cereal? I know we have cereal.

Key: We do, in fact, have cereal. :) Fruit-loops? :D

Todd: *nods* Yeah, okay... *looks off to the side, distracted by his own thoughts*

Key: .... *pulls out a bowl and pours some out for him, then pours some for herself* ...

Todd: ... thanks... *he gets a spoon, then sits down to eat the cereal*

Key: *decides to lean against the counter and eat* ...

*after the lovely breakfast*

Todd: ... so that dream... if you really want to hear it...

Key: I really do. *sits down next to him*

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Me: yup yup yup. XD

Harry: *realizes his mistake* ... sorry...

Claire: Sorry isn't going to bring this man back, Harry. >:/ *pulls out her walkietalkie again* Cancel that last order. *to Harry* We have to carry him back now.

Harry: ... Alright...

Claire: *waits, implying that Harry's going to be the one to carry the dead man* ....

Harry: ... *he picks up the dead man* ... alright then... where to?

Claire: *curtly* Back to base. *heads in that direction*

Me: Claire is not amused.

Me: Of course not - she has no reason to be. It feels like she's a mother scolding a child though, except instead of a child, it's a full-grown man/homicidal maniac. XP

Harry: ... *takes the body to the military area of the CEDA building* ... um... where now?

Claire: *points in some direction* to one of the labs. we have to find out who this man is and tell his family, if he has any left here.

Harry: *looks away a bit, feeling somewhat uncomfortable when she says "family". He was too used to shooting zombies to be living in the Safe Zone... and this man was proof of that* okay... *he heads off in that direction*

Claire: *watches him walk off (what the hell is wrong with him...?) and pulls out her walkietalkie, explaining the situation to the scientist, making sure to justify the gunshot wound as a necessary mercy killing* ...

Me: And once again, I have proven that Harry is the Id in this rp.

Harry: *after he drops the body off with one of the many scientists, he walks back to Claire, still avoiding looking at her* ...

Me: Yes. I have a feeling Claire's taking on the role of Reality here.

Claire: *shoots him a wary and rather disappointed look* ...Let's get back to the patrol. And make sure this doesn't happen again. I won't cover for you next time.

Harry: *quietly* ...Yes ma'am. *walks with Claire back outside, feeling somewhat like a scolded child - KNOWING that in order to truly fit into this new lifestyle, he HAD to change - if not for the civilians, then for Claire, and for himself* ...

Me: and so the Id realizes that he cannot function on his own... Not when Reality's so harsh.

Claire: *continues on the patrol, now in a somewhat sour mood*

Me: XD

Harry: *doesn't speak for the rest of the patrol, knowing that if he did, he'd probably end up making everything worse*

Me: i speak the truth. :3

Claire: *remains quiet as well, not seeing the need to speak*

*after a few go-arounds of the city, the patrol finally comes to an end. They put away their things and such. Before leaving, he looks over at Claire*

Harry: *sincerely*... I... I'm sorry... again... I guess I'm pretty screwed up. I'll make sure I'll do better.

Claire: Well-- *glares over at him, but her tone and expression soften upon seeing his sincerity* ...Make sure of that. I don't want to see any of my soldiers get in trouble for something like this. :/

Harry: I-I won't. I swear. *he glances off to the side* I'll see you tomorrow, then... *he turns and leaves*

Claire: ... *starts making her way to her own home*

IN THE APARTMENT

Harry: ... fffrack... aren't I an idiot? Hah. Claire'll probably not forgive me for that... *he sighs, and sits down on his bed, his head resting in his hand*

Todd: *doesn't mind*

Key: *hugs him, and buries her face in his shoulder* ....

Todd: *presses his forehead against her head* ...

Key: *hugs him more tightly, taking a deep breath* ....

*later, with Harry*

Harry: *patrolling with his small group*

Claire: *leading the group, as usual*

*a smashing sound occurs*

Soldier: *runs to the squad* Hey! We've got a tank directly outside the walls, and we need some help to take it down!

Harry: ...

Claire: *nods* Right. Lead the way.

Soldier: *leads them to the front gates* Alright, be prepared to take this thing down as soon as the gates are opened.

Other soldiers: *there are five of them. They are all ready*

Harry: *readies his shotgun*

Claire: *is ready* ...

Man: *is also ready* ...

Soldier: *signals for the gates to be opened, then readies his own gun*

Gates: *slowly open, but only just enough for the military soldiers to get through, not the Tank*

Soldier: *runs through and starts shooting at the Tank*

Harry: *does the same*

Other Soldiers: *same*

Claire and the other Man: *run through and shoot the tank like the rest of them*

Tank: *getting shot at, he roars and smacks a soldier into the gate* GROAOAARR!!

Soldier: *is smacked into the gate* URNF!

Other Soldier: Phil! D8

Soldier: I'm fine! *gets up and keeps shooting*

Harry: *shooting* >:(

Claire: *moves a bit closer to try to get a better shot* >:(

Man: that's not a good idea...! *keeps shooting*

Harry: H-hey, wait - !

Tank: *rockets a fist at Claire*

Claire: !! *sees it coming in time to sidestep it, ending up next to the monstrous infected. she takes a few shots at its head* D:<

Tank: !! *dies and falls over backwards, shaking the ground a little*

Harry: Oh... ohhhgh...

Man: .... o_o;

Claire: ...hmph. *lowers her weapon*

Soldier: Uhhh... right! Let's head in then, men!

Other soldiers: *follow the other soldier in*

Harry: ... *goes in as well*

Man: *follows Harry in*

Claire: *comes in last--the gates are closed behind he*

Harry: *to Claire* Nice work with the Tank. It was very bold of you to just jump in front of it like that.

Claire: It was the best way to get an opening. *smiles under the gas mask* Thanks.

Me: MAYBE HE SHOULD BE REMINDED OF CERTAIN PEOPLE WHO HAVE DONE THE SAME THING *cough*

Harry: The two people I was traveling with... both of them actually tried the same thing, at different times. Both times, I thought they were being idiots... but it was effective. Todd - the Hunter guy - he managed to kill a Tank in one hit to the brain. Key helped distract it, and get in some pretty deadly shots at it.

Claire: Heheh... they were either crazy, or they knew what they were doing... or, maybe both.

Harry: Yeah... I'm betting on "both". XD

Hunter: *suddenly leaps on a civilian, and slashes at him*

Guy: AAHH!!

Harry: !! Another one got over the wall?? *shoots at the Hunter*

Hunter: *dies*

Guy: *shaking, he gets up* Aah... ahh... I'm not immune...!

Claire: ! *grabs her walkietalkie* Base, come in. Another jumping Whiskey-Delta got over the wall. We have an injured civilian, possibly infected. *puts the walkietalkie away* Sir, I need you to remain calm while we escort you to the CEDAbuilding.

Guy: I-I-I don't want to turn into a zombie! D8>

Harry: *in an act of psychopathy, he shoots the civilian, killing him*

Guy: *dead*

Harry: ...

Claire: !? *turns to face Harry* Gazsky, what is the meaning of this!? This man was defenseless! D:<

Harry: *simply* He was infected.

Claire: We had the cure. We're just about ready to launch the cure missile, we could have EASILY cured him! D:<

Me: Harry's got a looooong way to go. XD

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Todd: YEAH, NOW THAT I THINK ABOUT IT, THAT WOULD ACTUALLY BE A PRETTY BAD IDEA! *crouches down and jumps back onto the apartment building in one leap* So, what do you want me to do? The more dangerous, the better. :P

Key: Not every day someone asks you how you want them to jump off a building. D: uhhh... jeez, i have no idea. you're way more advanced than me. ^^;

Todd: Okay then, I'll surprise you. :P Come over to the edge so you can see better - but please don't fall off. D: *walks over to the edge of the apartment's roof again*

Key: I won't fall off the roof. :P *joins him on the edge* ...

Todd: *grins mischievously at her, backing up again. He then back-flips off the building and wall-jumps his way down, then back up again, only this time using his hands to bounce back off of buildings, while his feet pushed off again, then hands, then feet, back up the building, and finally spinning in the air and landing with a roll back onto the roof*

Key: *stares at him, wide-eyed in disbelief* ...that had to be the coolest thing I've ever seen. O_O

Todd: Y'mean besides the zombies? Hahaha... XD Thanks Key, I'm glad you enjoyed it. Of course, I think I pulled something while doing that, so I might be done for today. That's what I get for halting practice. :P

Key: I'm more out of practice than you. D: We need to find some lower buildings so i can try this again... *shivers* uff. yeah, lets go, it's freezing.

Todd: *gives her a thumbs up in agreement, and exits the roof with Key, walking back to their room*

Key: *has a random shiver* (...someone walkin 'over my grave,...)

Todd: Someone walked over your... grave? :/

Key: huh? oh. figure of speech.

Todd: Huh. I never heard that one before. ^^;

*they enter their room*

Key: well. that amused us for about fifteen minutes. now what? XD

Todd: Uhh... uumm...

Outside: *speakers posted all over the Safe Zone click on as an announcement is made*

Lieutenant Crowe: Attention members of the Safe Zone - with the cure to the Green Flu soon coming, we'd like to inform you of a few safety rules for when that day comes. First, we ask all members AND soldiers to stay INSIDE the Safe Zone when our cure missile is ready to launch. Second, it is important for all members to be wearing a gas mask so that they do not inhale any potentially deadly vapor. These will be sent to all apartment rooms. Finally, even after the missile is launched, we ask that you stay inside the Safe Zone's walls, gas masks on, for three days. You are only allowed to take off these gas masks while inside with all windows shut. Thank you, and have a good day.

Todd: ...

Key: .....at least they warned us...

Todd: Feh... at LEAST.

Key: ...Guess we'll be staying in for a while...

Todd: Yeah, I guess. >:/

Key: ...we're gonna need a LOT OF CRAYONS. D:>

Todd: *sighs* ... yeah... whatever.

Key: *sighs, her attempt at lifting the mood failed* ...hey... *hugs him around the middle* could you try to be positive about this? please?

Todd: *sighs again* ... Yeah, I can try...

Key: good... *buries her face in his chest* ....

Todd: *looks down at her, then back up at the ceiling, unsure of how willing he is to live in a world run by a group he utterly despised*

Key: ... *looks up, and sees his thoughtful expression* ...What are you thinking about?

Todd: ... just a subject I'd rather not talk about.

Key: ....okay. *can't really think of anything else to say*

Todd: ... I'm gonna... I dunno... just lay down on my bed, or something...

Key: ....do you need a teddy bear? <:(

Todd: *he can't help but chuckle a little from this* ... yeah... yeah, I think I do... *enters his room, leaving the door open for Key*

Harry's Bed: *is still very much empty, sheets untouched form when he got up from the bed last*

Key: *follows him in, closing the door behind her. she casts a glance at Harry's bed, and frowns* ....

Todd: *lays down on his bed, scooting over to give Key room as well*

Key: *lays down as well, having to snuggle right up to him due to the lack of room*

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Todd: Uhhhh zombies!

Key: *raises an eyebrow* Okay... :P *reaches for her sketchbook*

Todd: Hurrr.

Key: :P *starts doodling zombies all over a new page*

Todd: *same*

Key: *runs out of room, and frowns at the page* ....

Me: fillerrrrrrrr

Todd: I wonder if that boy is going to grow up hating all of the cured infected.

Key: *flips to a new page* I really hope not... i'd hate to see someone be so prejudiced against them... I mean, it's not their fault they're like that, it's not like they had a choice...

Todd: But because of what we were before, and the slaughterhouse I made of the CEDA Building... it doesn't leave a very good impression...

Key: The incident at the CEDA building wasn't your fault, and the military shouldn't have blamed you for it. >:/ *keeps drawing* If the people knew that, they would think differently of you...

Todd: I don't really think it'd change anything... if they knew that pain is what set me off... well, can you imagine?

Key: *somewhat bitterly* If they knew pain set you off, they wouldn't throw rocks at you when you walked past...

Todd: ... no... they'd be killing me before I hurt anyone else.

Key: *pauses* ...We've got to watch our step from now on...

Todd: The rock wasn't enough to set me off, and none of them have guns - I'll be fine. They're not gonna try to kill me.

Key: what if it happens like when you went after those.. those guys? what if someone tries to attack you and sets you off? D:>

Todd: *winks at her* I won't let them. ;P

Key: *is slightly reassured by this, and smiles* Alright, I'll believe you.

Todd: Good to hear it. *he looks around* So what now?

Key: *still scribbling* No clue... it bothers me how BORED we get in here. D:

Todd: Well, it's not like we've got books, TV, board games, or anything of entertainment besides a sketchbook and each other.

Key: mmmf. *head+sketchbook* And it's not like we can go out or anything either...

Todd: Y'know... we COULD go out...

Key: *looks up* But... they'd... :(

Todd: Not if we stayed on the roofs... and did parkour... ;D

Key: *gawks at him* Todd... you are a genius. :D <3

Todd: Haha, yes! >:D Come, Key! To the roofs! *exits the room*

Key: :D *follows him out, giddy with anticipation*

ON THE ROOF OF THE APARTMENT

Todd: Haha, okay, so this is kinda dangerous, so I dunno if you wanna do this, or maybe you can get on my back or something. Whatever you want.

Key: Well... *looks at the distance between the buildings--quite a bit farther than she's used to* uhhh, yyyyeah, that's kinda far. I think I'll just sit this one out ^^;

Todd: Hah, okay. ^^; I'll try to make myself as visible as possible. I'm used to that when a certain someone used me as a stunt-man for his film projects. *takes a running leap off the apartment building, then, mid-fall, he latches onto a window sill and flings himself back upwards, flipping a few times before landing perfectly on the roof of another building. He shouts out to Key so she can hear him* TA-DAA! IT REALLY HELPS THAT I'M ALL ICKY AND MUTATED NOW!

Key: *shouts back* GOOD JOB! I'M KINDA GLAD I DIDN'T TRY THAT.

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Todd: *leaves with Key* Alrighty! Good times! *walks back to the apartment building with her*

Same Group of People: *had become more angry with Todd than afraid, and glare at him when he and Key walk past*

Key: ... *quietly* walk faster...

Todd: *does so, now nervous to be around the people* :C

*they reach the apartment, and head into the room*

Todd: ...

Key: *takes off her coat and hangs it on the back of a chair again, putting the box of crayons on the counter* ....there's always SOMETHING, huh?

Todd: They hate what they don't understand. They don't understand why I exist, or how I work, which scares them, and makes them hate me.

Key: They could at least TRY to understand... *grabs her sketchbook from where she left it the night before* it... shouldn't be that hard..

Todd: How does one try to understand?

Key: i dunno, they could start with noy rejecting it.

Todd: Well, Key, think about it from THEIR point of view... they don't know me. They have no idea who I am. All they know is that I look like a Hunter, I'm the one who committed a mass homicide at the CEDA Building, and for some unexplained reason, I'm not going to be punished for it. What would YOU do in that situation?

Key: .... *sigh* if only they knew... I just hope this blows over eventually...

Todd: Yeah, well... they can't hate ALL of us right? *referring to all of the infected, soon to be cured*

Key: Of course not. As soon as they see that you're not causing any trouble, they'll leave you alone. *puts the sketchbook down on the table* Now then. Crayon time? :D

Todd: Yaaayy! :D *opens the box of crayons* Haha, that's a LOT of colors.

Key: This is gonna be fun. *tears a page out of her sketchbook and hands it to him* If we sit across from each other, we can use each other as a reference. :D

Todd: Haha, okay! :D *sits down at the kitchen table* We should do that here, then. ^^

Key: *sits across from him, putting the box of crayons in the middle* Let's do this. >:3

Todd: *with a very serious expression, he carefully chooses his crayons from the box, and starts drawing Key*

Key: *looks at Todd for a while, then picks about six crayons at once, putting them off to the side, then picking one to start drawing with*

Todd: *isn't doing to well* Gaahhhhahahahaaa... yours will be better than mine. XD

Key: *is doing better, but there are some details that are off* Oh, bah. Just keep trying. :P *looks up at Todd again, then grabs one more crayon--red*

Todd: *tries finishing up as best as he can* |:P

Key: *works on it some more* ....

Todd: *finishes* Wow, okay... I tried my best! XD

Key: gimme a secoooond.... *works on it a bit more, then puts the crayon down* Now I'm done. :D

Todd: Can I see? :D

Key: *pushes the sketchbook towards him, then holds her hand out for his*

The drawing: *is pretty decent. it's completely done in blue and urple, except for the teeth, which are red*

Todd: ^^; Yours is pretty good! Mine's terrible. XD *shows his*

Key: *takes it, looks at it for a bit, and grins* I like it. <3

Todd: Oh PFFFT. Liar.

Key: It doesn't have to be a masterpiece for me to like it...! XP

Todd: But does it even look like you? XD

Key: *looks at it again* Yes. Yes it does.

Tlodd: Hahaha, okay... XD Yours is still better.

Key: whatever. :P now what do we draw? o.o

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Todd: *munch munch* So today. Crayons. Eyup.

Key: Yup. It's gonna be fun. :D

Todd: *munch* What should we draw with them? XD

Key: Who cares? XD *munchmunch* We could draw each other. :D

Todd: We could! But mine would suck. D: *munch munch*

Key: Again, who cares? Besides, I like your drawing. ^^ *munch*

Todd: *finishes his cereal* Well, that's very nice of you to say. XD *gets up, taking his bowl, and rinsing it out*

Key: *takes a bit longer to finish her cereal, and goes to rinse her own bowl out after Todd's done*

Todd: *finishes, then enters his room to grab his coat*

Key: *grabs her coat off the chair where she left it, and puts it on*

Todd: *comes out putting his on as well* Why did the closest Safe Zone have to be Canada? Why couldn't it have been Miami, and we all lived there anyway? Like, so we didn't have to deal with the zombies? DX

Key: Well, then everyone up north would be complaining. :P

Todd: I dunno... why complain about going to Miami? :P

Key: I'unno. People like to complain. :P

Todd: Oh PFFT. Sucks for people, then. They can have their SNOW... but then again, zombies don't like snow... huh.

Key: I think you've just answered your own question. XD Come on, let's go get those crayons. :D

Todd: *in a child-like voice* YAAAAY! :D *runs over and opens the door for Key* =^^=

Key: *snickers, and goes out* Thank you, sir.

Todd: *walks out of the building with Key* Watch out for the ice patches. D:

People: *stare. Their fear of him had reemerged after the Hunter managed to get over the wall*

Key: *notices this, and links her arm with his, staring right back at whoever looked at Todd funny* ....

Todd: *tries to ignore the staring*

People: *continue to stare until finally one of them gets fed up and throws a rock at his head*

Todd: *flinches from this, grunting a bit, and is quite glad that it didn't set him off - but he DID look in that direction, confusion taking over his features* ...

Tween Boy: *someone so young was very rare for the Safe Zone - most got infected and died, or were quickly killed by the zombies* You're not supposed to be here! You're NOT! D8<

Key: *looks at the boy, about to tell him off, until she sees how young he is. Sure, she was mad, but the kid was probably just scared* ... *calls back over to the kid* He has as much right to be here as you and I do, and I don't see anyone throwing any rocks at you.

Boy: But he's one of THEM! WHY IS HE HERE? HE'S ONE OF THEM! D8<

Todd: *quietly* I-I'm not...

Key: *echoes Todd, but more loudly* He's not. I would know.

Boy: No, he can't be HUMAN! HUMANS DON'T LOOK LIKE ZOMBIES! *puts a snow ball together and throws it at Todd - luckily, it was softer than the rock*

Todd: ... we should get out of here...

Key: ...Right... *keeps walking, pulling Todd with her, trying to ignore the kid*

Todd: *walks with her quickly*

Boy: *keeps throwing snowballs* Get out of here! Get out! D8<

Key: *has to keep herself from turning around. she pulls him into the art store as soon as they get to it*

Todd: *brushes off some remaining snow from his shoulders, but now feels uncomfortably cold and damp from the melted snow*

Key: *frowns at this* ... We'll make this visit quick, shall we? *starts hunting for a pack of crayons, preferably a larger one*

Todd: *searches with her* It would suck if I caught pneumonia, or something.

Key: I should throw a snowball at him when we walk back. But that would be mean.

Todd: And immature, and would be stooping to his level.

Key: Which is why I'm not doing it. Oh! *spots a 96 pack of crayolas* You think these are enough? :3

Todd: Ooo... let's get them! :D

Key: *fistpump* YES. Let's go. :D *heads out, but not before letting the store owner know she was taking the crayons*

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Harry: Huh... small world...

Sgt. Orello: Well, it is now. *takes off her armor, puts it away*

Harry: Right... *he takes off his armor and such, and puts it away in his locker thingy, along with his gun* Uh, sorry about making you drop your papers... if I haven't apologized already for it.

Sgt. Orello: It's fine. :) *closes her locker, then gestures towards the exit* After you.

Man: *is already gone*

Harry: *nods* Very well, thanks. *he begins to walk out, when he turns back* I enjoyed today, Sgt. Orello.

Sgt. Orelly: *smirks* That's a first. And we're off duty, Harry, just call me Claire.

Harry: Uh... alright. See you tomorrow... Claire. *leaves, feeling slightly warm and fuzzy*

Claire: *when Harry's out of earshot* ...heh. not much of a talker, are you? *leaves as well, but goes in a different direction--down towards the town*

Harry: *enters his apartment room, and falls down on his bed, not even caring about the sheets* mmnn...

[...]

Me: ooooooooh, Harry's got a cruuuuuuuuush~

Me: lolololol

Harry: *falls asleep there*

meanwhile

Todd: I think we should go to bed, Key.

Key: Right, right...

Todd: *he takes his pill* Do you want me to sleep with you tonight? Not that way?

Key: You can if you want to. :)

Todd: Cool. :D *stumbles over to her bed*

Key: *climbs in next to him* We get crayons tomorrow. :D

Todd: Oh boy! :D ... I'm tired now. D;

Key: That's what happens when you take those pills, silly. *snuggles up to him* g'night...

Todd: mm... *snuggles into her. Dozing off, he gives her a weak "I love you", before drifting off*

Key: *quietly* love you too... *drifts off*

THE NEXT MORNING (i think)

YOU ARE CORRECT

Todd: *still asleep, an arm over Key, laying down on his front*

Key: *is laying on her side, still facing Todd. she's waking up* mmrr...

Me: so what fun stuff happens today? :D

Todd: *doesn't wake up, but stirs a little*

Me: CRAYONS! 8D

Me: BESIDES crayons. XDDDD

Key: *drowsily opens her eyes, and smiles upon seeing that Todd's still asleep. she carefully gets out from under his arm, and quietly leaves the room*

Todd: Mnn...? *doesn't wake up, but almost does when Key gets up*

Key: *goes into the kitchen to dig up something to eat--she didn't really feel like cooking today*

*various cereals have been provided by the kind, hated-by-Todd military*

Todd: *stirs a little again, then sleepily gets up, half-awake* muhhh pills...

Key: *smiles when she finds them, and pulls out a box of fruitloops. she doesn't hear Todd from outside*

Todd: *gets out of bed and enters the main part of the apartment* 'morning.

Key: ! *turns around* Oh. Good morning! :D *shakes the box at him* I found cereal. :3

Todd: I like cereal. :D *walks over and grabs a bowl from a cupboard, then puts it down on the table* May I have some? :D

Key: yes you may. :3 *pours the cereal into his bowl, and goes to grab herself one*

Todd: Yay! :D *eats the cereal happily*

Key: *sets the bowl down and pours herself some cereal* What, no milk? XD

Todd: I do not care! I am hungry, and milk comes from cows, and cows might've started the Green Flu! *munch munch munch*

Key: *pulls the milk out of the fridge, and makes a face at it* Soymilk. Ewwwwww. *puts it back* dry cereal it is. *starts munching on her own cereal*

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