— FUN GHOUL!

HEART ATTACK IN BLACK HAIR DYE !

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

KING RAT ON THE STREETS IN ANOTHER LIFE !!!

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ he does exactly that, and as soon as he catches up he's launching himself on to her, assuming the jetpack position as he clings to her back. ]

GOTCHA --

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ she's laughing and not exactly running as fast or far as her long legs can take her. she's toying with him. ]

hit the gas if you want to keep up!

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ big, stupid grin. ]

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ he can sense the ghost wink, even with a missing eye. they take the gun back, sliding it into an empty holster more than used to a rotating lineup of DIY weaponry. he does a little bow in return, grins. ]

why thank you. and of course I gotta name for her — tetanus shot.

++

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ she lowered the pistol and turned back to him, bowing before offering the weapon back. ]

i don't know about it feeling 'great' exactly, but anything that lets us ghost them fast is a win in my book. shiny acoustic you have there, ghoul.

[ she smirked and when she had+

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

JEEEEEEEET!!!!!

[ giving chase immediately, as fast as his legs can carry him. ]

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

. . . . . . . .

[ SPRINTS ]

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

SHHhhHhhh NO SHUT UP STOP AGGHHHHH

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

. . . . . . .

party!

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

don't tell.

🤫

[���𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

naughty.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

from jet. ]

now imagine how fuckin' great it'd feel to bury one of those nails right in the middle of a drac's forehead! I was gonna sell it, but I think I might've gotten attached.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ he watches, rapt as jet fires the weapon dead on, the metallic cling of the can being hit ringing out - music to his ears. he cheers. ]

fuck yeah! not too bad, right?

[ he's elated from both the payoff of his hard work and the marksmanship he'd come to expect ++

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ grinning, she slots the magazine back in and stands, taking his now empty can. she pockets the spoon and walks the can to an old fence post with no fence and sets it atop. when she came back, she looked down the sights, rolled her shoulders, and planted her feet.

there's two+

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

yeah, I've been stealing their snacks.

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

oh, good. so you're the one nesting in party's room.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

yes!!!!!!!

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

the left??

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

wanna see for yourself?

[ wiggles his eyebrows playfully, handing her the rest of the gun to test fire. ]

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[her brows went up and she leaned in, turning her head so she could get a better look with remaining eye. she plucked the magazine from his hand to turn it this way and that.]

wouldn't expect it to be anything less than dead accurate with your craftsmanship. how's the recoil?

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

guess which one is me

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

why is it the same picture twice?

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ another proud grin in return. ]

yeah... but look --

[ pulling out the magazine, he reveals what's inside - a row of rusted nails stacked neatly on top of eachother. ]

no bullets required, baby.

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ she beams a little, proud of her contribution to the constant fight against tyranny.

she arches a brow in mild concern as he spins the pistol, half expecting it to go off despite knowing he's skilled with weapon crafting. ]

shiny. have you tested it out yet?

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

fuck yeah.

[ nodding in approval as he scrapes out the last dregs of the meat from the tin before placing it down. ]

I'll show ya.

[ he grabs his rucksack, pulls out a pipe pistol made entirely of scrap, spinning it in his hand by the trigger with a proud smile. ]

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ she returns the smile as she draws her knees up, resting her arms over the tops. she squints out at the dying day, the sky pink and purple as the sun sinks. ]

yeah, just a few. brings my count to 6 for this week.

[ casual hair tuck like it's no big deal. ]

you?

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ small smile, a little sparkle of warmth in his eyes. he really does appreciate her. he gives her an affectionate nudge. ]

thanks.

[ happily going back to devouring the contents of the tin. ]

so, what'd you do today? dust any dracs? see anything cool?

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

mhm, just a little chewie.

[ doesn't move to take it. instead she sits beside him. ]

you can finish it.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ narrows his eyes, then goes back to finishing off another spoonful before handing the rest up to jet. ]

'kay, good. because I'd be fuckin' delicious.

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

. . . yeah, the second one.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

yeah but why *wouldn't* you wanna eat me? do you think I'd taste bad?

or is it because you love me too much?

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ no, not the face-- she'll be strong. ]

you're not supposed to want to be eaten, ghoul.

[ 😐 ]

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ looks straight up offended. ]

what?! are you saying you wouldn't eat me?

[ 🥺 ]

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

[ awkwardly bends to pat his back. don't die ._. ]

like you said, party is going to be sweet. too sweet. and they're far too thin to support girlie and i. then there's you . . .

anyways, it wouldn't come to that.

[— FUN GHOUL! @GRAFFITIGRAVES]

[ immediatly snorting a laugh, damn near choking on a chunk of dog chow. ]

shit, you had that answer *ready*.

[𝕁𝕖𝕥 𝕊𝕥𝕒𝕣 @ResilientRecoil]

kobra.

[ that answer came far too fast. she gives a slightly apologetic smile. ]