Re: Although I'm Sad, You Won't See Me Cry
Posted: Sat Mar 07, 2020 12:47 am
Willow mimicked Katrina's gesture. She raised her knees to her chest and burrowed face between the gaps of her legs. She then leaned against Sierra's body. The heat of the woman felt good. It wasn't suffocating.
"If we were Tyrell, where would we hide?"
Her face nuzzled against her knees through the face mask. The repetitive motion made thinking easier. It was an easy task in the first place, but tracking down someone then killing them was anything but simple. She had to do it though for Kat.
Tyrell was dating Erika, and both had a blast really. Tyrell having killed one of the person that Willow had met literally on the first day and Erika having killed literally everyone else. Would they stick together? Bonnie and Clyde style? It didn't add up inside of Willow's head. They would probably have more of a shared kill credits, really. However, Tyrell had stopped killing for a reason or another, and now she was quiet. Too quiet, the type of quiet like in horror movies where he's hiding your bed.
But she might have aimed wrong at her calculation. He was too quiet, maybe because he was injured. Or maybe because he had a really good reason not to kill again.
"I think..."
Willow wanted to say that they should wait until Erika died before attacking Tyrell. It made sense, really. Killing Tyrel would bring Erika's wrath on the group, and she was already racking up more kills than anyone else. It would be nice to take her down, but could they with their current firepower?
"He's probably holding out somewhere," her toes curled, "like waiting for days to pass by just like an antlion."
She made a grabby notion upward, figuratively snatching one of her rivals away.
"Ya' know? Snip snip." Her head turned toward Katrina. "I would bet someone he can do that safely. The woods or a building or something where he can just... lurk."
((Willow continued to the next thread.))
"If we were Tyrell, where would we hide?"
Her face nuzzled against her knees through the face mask. The repetitive motion made thinking easier. It was an easy task in the first place, but tracking down someone then killing them was anything but simple. She had to do it though for Kat.
Tyrell was dating Erika, and both had a blast really. Tyrell having killed one of the person that Willow had met literally on the first day and Erika having killed literally everyone else. Would they stick together? Bonnie and Clyde style? It didn't add up inside of Willow's head. They would probably have more of a shared kill credits, really. However, Tyrell had stopped killing for a reason or another, and now she was quiet. Too quiet, the type of quiet like in horror movies where he's hiding your bed.
But she might have aimed wrong at her calculation. He was too quiet, maybe because he was injured. Or maybe because he had a really good reason not to kill again.
"I think..."
Willow wanted to say that they should wait until Erika died before attacking Tyrell. It made sense, really. Killing Tyrel would bring Erika's wrath on the group, and she was already racking up more kills than anyone else. It would be nice to take her down, but could they with their current firepower?
"He's probably holding out somewhere," her toes curled, "like waiting for days to pass by just like an antlion."
She made a grabby notion upward, figuratively snatching one of her rivals away.
"Ya' know? Snip snip." Her head turned toward Katrina. "I would bet someone he can do that safely. The woods or a building or something where he can just... lurk."
((Willow continued to the next thread.))