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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 6, 2012 15:36:06 GMT -5
Ambrosia's face was lodged in a soild 'Where-the-fuck-did-that-random-gun-come-from' pose. That was... "Amazing." Finally managing to take the look off of her face, she looked at the man in a different light. Maybe, just maybe, he wasn't the wimpy boy she took him for. Admitted she could be a bit judegmental, he was one who was easy to judge.
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Post by Nerak on Jan 6, 2012 15:49:26 GMT -5
Vic yawned and turned back to her. "You think so?" His voice was, quite amazingly, normal for once. "It was a gift from a dying friend. It's the only weapon I use." He smirked and tilted his head a little, his eyes closed in a cute pose. "I've been practicing. And you know what they say, practice makes perfection... or something like that."
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 6, 2012 15:56:01 GMT -5
Ambrosia knew what they said, yet a lot of those sayings proved to be false. "I can see that... I suggest doing a double tap to ensure that the zombie is surely dead. You see, every weapon has it's faults when it come to murdering zombies." The girl offered him a small smile and pulled out one of her smaller bombs. "These puppies usually give you some time to spare."
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Post by Nerak on Jan 6, 2012 16:08:50 GMT -5
Vic inspected the weapon the best he could from his angle. "Wow... where'd you come across one of those?" Although Vic was the gun type, he had a weak spot for explosives. He had no idea why, but he loved watching things explode.
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 6, 2012 16:15:15 GMT -5
The expression on her face showed that she was offended. "What do you mean, where did I get it?! I made it, thank you very freaking much!" Ambrosia glared at him and put the bomb away, wanting to shove it down his throat. That dummy insulted her handiwork! What a dick!
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Post by Nerak on Jan 6, 2012 16:36:04 GMT -5
Vic gaped at her for a moment. Did he just... offend her somehow? "Hey! I'm sorry, I didn't mean to offend you! It was a compliment! I was wondering where you got them because I wanted to know where to go to get some!" He let out a small sigh. "I am sorry, my beautiful princess, I didn't realize you were not only beautiful, but talented as well. Clearly, you are much more amazing than I first realized. Please forgive me, princes." He took her hand in his and bowed, his way of asking for forgiveness.
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 6, 2012 16:50:03 GMT -5
Ambrosia blushed and rubbed the back of her head awkwardly. "I'm not a princess..." She didn't know why he so persistently called her that. It made her slightly uncomfortable but flattered at the same time. It was an odd feeling. "It's nice that you like what I do... though i must say, it's a bit overwhelming to have you treating me so kindly."
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Post by Nerak on Jan 6, 2012 16:56:26 GMT -5
"Whatever do you mean? You will always be a princess in my eyes." Vic smiled and winked at her. "You should know that I always treat princess' like you kindly" Vic took out the rose he held earlier and placed in her hair carefully.
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 6, 2012 17:09:22 GMT -5
(One certain person does in fact realize that eeeeeeevvvvvvvvvverrrrrrrry rose has it's thorn?)
Ambrosia shook her head. "From now on, I'd like it if you treated me like a man. You're flattery isn't going to get very far. That and it's beginning to annoy me, in a way." Ambrosia left the rose in her hair. She rather liked it. Thought it suited her in more ways than one.
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Post by Nerak on Jan 6, 2012 17:27:00 GMT -5
Vic frowned a bit then went back to smiling. "If you wish,l princess." Vic had no intention of stopping the use of his new nickname for her. It suited her. "By the way... I never caught your name."
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 7, 2012 11:41:40 GMT -5
The girl sighed heavily and studied him again. "My name is Ambrosia. What's yours?" Being hospitable wasn't really her cup of tea, but she'd attempt it if it got him to stop calling her princess. Princesses wouldn't be living in this place, for starters. They'd be off in some fairy tale land with unicorns and princes. Not guns and explosives.
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Post by Nerak on Jan 7, 2012 15:08:30 GMT -5
"Vic! It's Vic." he said quickly, giving her a smile. He was used to lying by now... Well it wasn't Really lying... Everyone he had known had called him Vic... So it was close enough.. right?
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 7, 2012 16:09:27 GMT -5
Vic? Hadn't heard that one before. Ambrosia nodded. "Nice to meet you, Vic." It seemed like it was more of a nickname than a real name. Oh well, she didn't really give a rat's. The girl looked around once more, trying to figure out what was going on. It was quiet again, no more movements around here.
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Post by Nerak on Jan 7, 2012 16:23:49 GMT -5
"Yes... You too..." Vic looked around and sighed. "Well, Princess Ambrosia, I suppose I should get moving, and I suggest you do the same. Where there's one zombie, others are bound to follow." Vic smiled at her and started on his way. Well, that was before he heard something snap behind him.
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Post by --ZoMbIe PaNdA-- on Jan 7, 2012 16:43:22 GMT -5
Ambrosia turned around, only to see a group of zombies approaching them. Already she was beginning to see this guy was a trouble magnet. Pulling out a bomb of a larger variety, she lit it and pitched it toward them, turning away from it and running past Vic. Running as fast as she could. The girl wasn't a fan of zombies, wasn't a fan of fighting in close combat. Her choice was to run away.
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