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Don't count on it.

[God, and she's so bitter because this place has always been weird but she's never really felt like she was in real danger. There was always a way to dodge what was going on.

At the question, she falls silent and the silence drags out into a long, pregnant pause.]

Yeah.

Never again, it cost me too much.

[He is actually bitter himself right now, he'll lose it because that is who he is. He takes the bad, puts it in neat boxes, and locks it up. Boy if those boxes ever explode one day.

So it's not just him, that means it's everyone and that makes this worse, how many people are going to freeze at the sight of someone from home and end up fodder for the zombies.]

It's messed up...

[After there is a slight sound of a scuffle, a short expletive from the swordsman, and then just a soft breath from him.]

I think you're right, some of them were slow but that one came out of nowhere and fast.

[She's seen too many people that she knows (and fuck, how did she end up knowing so many people), but she knows that it isn't real, too. That didn't make it any easier to swing and cut through Perry's neck, but she'd felt strangely passive as his head had thudded to the floor.

Julie hears the scuffle and pauses mid-step, not moving too far away from where she told him he was.]

What was that? You okay?

[The first time he killed one he recognized was after the cut-down Gokudera, from there on out a lot of it was numb, except those that had his dad's face, that was hard no matter what he did about.

He gives a short, bitter chuckle, not amused, not happy almost a reflex, tainted by his current emotions or lack of allowing himself to really feel them.]

Remember, Connor, that was Connor.

[Talks of timelines and baseball, now a bitter taste in his mouth.]

Connor?

[She hears a noise behind her and whips 'round sharply, but it's only one of the park's animals running from under one bush to another. Julie sighs, rubbing the back of her neck. There's a faint tang of blood on the air, and she can't tell if it's in her mouth or on her clothes, or just in the general atmosphere around her.]

Are you close by?

He's someone I met when I first got here.

[That she remains safe from the sound of it is a relief to him. He takes a breather for a moment and looks around.]

Yeah, should only be another minute or two as long as no more of them get in the way.

Oh.

[Someone who probably isn't here anymore. Had she known someone called Connor? She really has to get into the habit of asking people's names.]

Great, because I'm starting to feel like I need to move.

Coming around the corner now.

[He warns Julie, just so she does not one get surprised, two shoot him or some other thing.

After a short pause to be certain she got his message, then he comes around the corner. He looks harder than usual, clearly holding back all his emotions under the need to survive.

The biggest tell everything is not alright, there is no bright smile that lights his face when he sess her.]

[Truth be told she might have taken a swing at him if he'd appeared without warning, but he doesn't. She shoves her phone into her pocket and hefts the weapon she's carrying - something that looks very much like a hedge trimmer, currently running on idle.

She doesn't smile when she sees him, either, but she notices the lack of change in his expression. Even now, she might have expected him to be forcing some measure of cheer... but he's lost someone, and she knows how that feels.]

Hey.

[When he gets close enough, she claps one of her hands lightly against the side of his shoulder.]

Keep it together.

[He thought as much, because he would do the exact same and the only thing that stays his blade at the sight and sound of her, is that he knows this is Julie, not a zombie with her face because they have been talking.

His eyes are drawn to her weapon and it nearly twitches something out of his face. She is resourceful for sure.]

Hey.

[He nods, pulling his shoulders up, that strength still in him despite that he feels shattered inside.]

Right, still got a lot of zombies to kill.

[It isn't the first time Julie's faced off against a group of zombies with a weapon like this. The blades of the gardening tool are spattered with blood, as is the front of Julie's clothes, but she's managed to keep it off her face and hair.]

Yeah. Plenty.

[No saving these ones. There's nothing she can do about it, even with the Cure being part of her body. Hell, she isn't sure she could do it without R.]

You got any problems with this?

[That's an impressive feat for sure, Yamamoto has not done so well, nor does he seem to care that his blade, his hands, his clothes, his face, hair, all of him there is blood in some capacity.]

No, there's no way to save them, it's the only choice we have.

[They are no longer human that he has accepted, even if they wear the faces of people he holds dear.]

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