[She wanted to believe.... but he poses a very good point, one that Maya has to grudgingly accept]
...Yeah, I guess you're right. There's nothing more embarrassing than getting the munchies... and realizing you want to chomp on someone's arm or something.
[She tried!!! To be optimistic!!! But Shizuo ruined that, so now he has to live with his regrets and also women's lingerie flying everywhere. Still, the zombie hoard, interested in frilly panties and nightgowns or not, is no match for the one man army (plus arm mall GPS) and it's like a scene out of the world's best (or worst) action movie. Hangups about snowball wars aside, this is probably the coolest guy Maya's ever met in her life.]
...Maybe it's not much for armour, but I never expected it to be this handy!
[And he's still counting on her to help him? What could she possibly contribute to this??]
---I'm on it, Mr. Heiwajima! Get ready to jump!
[The stop sign gives her an idea, actually, she manages to grab her other skate without falling off her armperch, aims and then throws it with all the force she can muster at a rack of half off bras right near the the pair up ahead. Luckily, the rack is light enough that it tips over, making them both stumble. Shizuo's path is slightly more clear, and Maya lets out a triumphant whoop and starts trying to dislodge more of her 90s coverings]
[Funny, up until a few minutes ago, she'd been terrified (despite the bravado), but even though they're both still surrounded by infected and basically bumrushing through a hoard of flesh-eating maniacs, that feeling is evaporating so quickly, that for the first since this mission started, she stops feeling small and helpless]
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...Yeah, I guess you're right. There's nothing more embarrassing than getting the munchies... and realizing you want to chomp on someone's arm or something.
[She tried!!! To be optimistic!!! But Shizuo ruined that, so now he has to live with his regrets and also women's lingerie flying everywhere. Still, the zombie hoard, interested in frilly panties and nightgowns or not, is no match for the one man army (plus arm mall GPS) and it's like a scene out of the world's best (or worst) action movie. Hangups about snowball wars aside, this is probably the coolest guy Maya's ever met in her life.]
...Maybe it's not much for armour, but I never expected it to be this handy!
[And he's still counting on her to help him? What could she possibly contribute to this??]
---I'm on it, Mr. Heiwajima! Get ready to jump!
[The stop sign gives her an idea, actually, she manages to grab her other skate without falling off her armperch, aims and then throws it with all the force she can muster at a rack of half off bras right near the the pair up ahead. Luckily, the rack is light enough that it tips over, making them both stumble. Shizuo's path is slightly more clear, and Maya lets out a triumphant whoop and starts trying to dislodge more of her 90s coverings]
[Funny, up until a few minutes ago, she'd been terrified (despite the bravado), but even though they're both still surrounded by infected and basically bumrushing through a hoard of flesh-eating maniacs, that feeling is evaporating so quickly, that for the first since this mission started, she stops feeling small and helpless]