Thread: High School of the Dead: The Decent into Darkness Chronicles (Wingshadow and Mech)

I'm sorry but- But what, exactly?! Yeah! Are you out of your mind?! What the hell are you thinking, trying something like that? I could've handled it! Next time don't go acting all on your own and doing meaningless stuff! Hitomi wondered Is it so wrong for me to want to save everyone I can, even if I get hurt in the process? Who is Souji to me? A troubling student who has shown a surprising capasity for valor and concern for others... Nothing more... But why did I... Why do I... Feel protective of him? Hitomi looked away from Souji, feeling more than a little ashamed of herself for her actions. She would have died from the impact, her body enfolding his and shielding him from the fall. And yet, she had felt so determined to meet his ambition with her own that she had failed to step back and consider the consequences. She could not look into either of their eyes, for she knew they were right. Why had she done it? Why was the scent of his hair, and the warmth of his back still lingering in her mind? A tiny part of her wanted to lean on Souji, let him hold her up in a way that Tomoki would not, but at the moment she felt terribly alone... Alone in this small group of six survivors. We should head towards our house, Tomoki replied, standing on his own and resting his bokken on his shoulder for a bit as they stopped for a short while. Hitomi still held onto her pole, but it hung loosely in her fingers and without much strength before she planted it firmly by her side and used it to help support her weight a bit more firmly. The constant stress and need to support most of her fianc's weight as well as bat away the occasional thing that walked by was having a heavy toll on her endurance. Hitomi chimed in with a weary tone, We might just be able to make it there, plus the tall privacy fence and iron gate out front should give us some protection. Exactly, Tomoki nodded, pointing off to the right, down a winding road that drifted a bit closer to the center of town. It should be just a few more miles that direction. As they proceeded down the path he had indicated, the sun was already starting to fall from the sky, casting long ominous shadows across them from the houses and other buildings. The scent of death hung like a thick tapestry of gloom above them, the intensity alone causing Hitomi to cringe. Suddenly, an ice cream truck's tune croaked to life and the distinct sound of an engine strugglign to start up reached her ears. The sound grew steadily as it grew closer and closer, perhaps even increasing in speed as it went. The truck swerved into the road where the survivers were walking, heading right toward them without hessitation. The three students quickly dove out of he way. Hitomi shoved Tomoki to the side and swirled her staff in her hands, leaping up onto its hood. The driver panicked and swerved left and right, trying to throw her off, but she simply ran along the top of it and jumped off the back. The truck slammed into a traffic light and let out a loud hissing sound, the driver tumbling out a short while later. He had shoulder length hair and a thick, torn sweater thrown about his shoulders and rough-looking faded jeans. His wild eyes scanned them, his fists curled in rage. What the hell, girly? the man swore, Stay out of my damn way! I'm getting out of this freak town but it seems like every person I run into is either one of those things or half out of their minds! We are just trying to find shelter, Tomoki spoke up calmly, upon noticing that the man had both a gun and a knife stuffed into his belt, I'm sorry about your truck, but we were just trying not to get run over. I wasn't talking to you! the man waved his hand at Tomoki, She's the one who pulled that crazy stunt! I'm sorry, Hitomi sighed, Come on, lets go... The man reached out and grasped her arm firmly, Wait a minute- Let me go! Hitomi swung her leg, catching the man clean behind his knees and dropping him to the ground. Oi, I said wait... the man drew out his pistol, aiming it directly at Hitomi's chest, whereupon she instantly froze, Let me come with you... Please. He made an effort to smile, but it came out more like a snarl. Tomoki dove toward the man, swinging his bokken and knocking the gun away from Hitomi, Get the hell away from her, freak! The man backed away and pointed the gun directly at Tomoki's head, his finger firmly poised and ready to fire. In Hitomi's mind at least, there was no doubt that he would kill her fiance right there and then if someone didn't act. Darling, NO! Hitomi cried in anguish. cue theme song, lol