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[riastraid]

CHARACTERS: lancer, friends, and some open things
DATE: more or less current
WARNINGS: the usual kinda-zombie stuff! hanger, violence, possibly gore
SUMMARY: soulsucking vampirism and zombie appetites go together poorly, who knew

[ prompts to be added in comments, let me know if you want anything in particular! ]

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[feytality]

Well, I'm here to look out for you. That includes saving you from getting tubby! -- Ow!

[She pouts and winces when he flicks her cheek, rubbing it.... and then snatches his food away entirely. That'll teach him.]

But maybe I'll just keep it since you're being a jerk! Plus, I'm a growing girl, I need my proteins.

["proteins"... "growing" ... okay, Maya. But, a little more seriously:] This stuff isn't very filling, isn't it? Shouldn't you be eating something healthier? Like.. a steak? Or a burger?

[Yes, much healthier alternatives]

i actually wrote forehead first and was alarmed

[riastraid]

[ STOP SUGGESTING THIS TO A ZOMBIE...... Lancer grimaces at the very thought, mouth feeling dry and tasting sour. Yeah, a steak would be amazing. That's kind of the issue. He lets the chips go without a fight, opting instead to fish out a dwindling carton of cigarettes from his breast pocket with a scoff. More 'healthy' alternatives. ]

Yeah, sounds great. Coulda grabbed some burgers, made it a picnic. Bet the park's got plenty of space these days.

[ Maybe then he'll want to die slightly less, and she'll be able to put on some muscle. Win-win. He diverts his gaze to an empty spot on a nearby wall, vision starting to swim slightly. ]

Too bad there's so much competition for meat lately. [ i hate how dirty meat sounds ]

perfect I can blame you

[feytality]

We could. It'd probably beat hanging out in an empty cafeteria... [Maya's helping!!! All jokes aside, she does have self-preservation instincts, and it's pretty clear he's infected. She's been around enough of them to recognize the signs, and even though she's only met him once, there's a bite to him today. Pun intended.]

Do you really gotta do that here? [With a face!! He's stinky enough on his own, she doesn't want extra smell]

[Anyway, she knows she's taking a risk by hanging out here. And it does scare her, even if she pretends otherwise. If this guy wanted to bite her she wouldn't be able to stop him, and she likely wouldn't be able to get away in time. Most people probably wouldn't hang around an infected near-stranger to keep them company. That occurs to her too. She takes a deep breath, and--]

[Putting the chips back on his lap, she sidles a little closer, wrapping her arms around his waist in a hug. That's right, I'm countering your dirty mind with some innocent cuteness, contains your yaois]

.... On second thought, maybe we should stick to vegeterian meals for a little.