That was definitely a recipe for getting more viscera, blot cots, body parts, and god knows what, as it came spraying out of the zombie bodies, in her hair, on her clothes, and in her mouth when she wasn't paying attention. Things she didn't actually give two fucks about and would be right back out into after the slightest pause. A tiny break. A tiny bit of sleep, food, a once over on their places.
"Everything still ship-shape and untouched down here?"
It's weary, regimental, and under it, without the sound of it in her voice, hopeful. It's been a minor miracle that anything is, especially with how bad the Roadhouse is acting up (and everything that happened the first time she tried to come into the Horizon at the beginning of all this).
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That was definitely a recipe for getting more viscera, blot cots, body parts, and god knows what, as it came spraying out of the zombie bodies, in her hair, on her clothes, and in her mouth when she wasn't paying attention. Things she didn't actually give two fucks about and would be right back out into after the slightest pause. A tiny break. A tiny bit of sleep, food, a once over on their places.
"Everything still ship-shape and untouched down here?"
It's weary, regimental, and under it, without the sound of it in her voice, hopeful. It's been a minor miracle that anything is, especially with how bad the Roadhouse is acting up (and everything that happened the first time she tried to come into the Horizon at the beginning of all this).