@KoL DAWW * Waits till I can use the nickname honeybuns * I just gotta wait a little bit longer.
brilliant... if you guys need me, i be doing research on what it like to be hanged from a bridge by your intestines...

@Spriggs27
Mao sighed quietly at the response he received for his request. Of course he was going to be badgered for his supplies. In this city good will was an alien concept to quite a few people, himself included. That being said, Mao had no intention of parting with all of his food, nor was he particularly interested in getting into a physical altercation over them, least of all with a monster. Mao hopped back ever so slightly to get a bit more room, his free hand slipped into the back of his pants and produced his gun, which he quickly leveled at the woman's head "Sorry lady, i'm real grateful that you kept me from being freak food and all, but i've barely got enough for myself as is. Kind of why i'm out here in the first place." he rasped, his fear partially ebbing away now that he had a weapon gripped firmly in each hand. Mao stood stone faced as he met Ash's gaze, though in the back of his mind cogs were hard at work spinning.
Although he wouldn't admit it Mao didn't actually want to shoot Ash. It wasn't that he took issue with killing to keep his stuff -he'd done that more than enough times to become troublingly numb to the action- it was more so due to the fact that shooting her meant that he could say goodbye to scavenging in the area for at least the next few hours, if not the entire night, not to mention the fact that ammunition wasn't exactly easy to come by. Whatever situation might occur after the fact, Mao not wanting to shoot Ash did not mean that he wasn't more than willing to actually do it if need be. He pulled back the hammer on the gun and gestured to the open street yet again, "I'm going to ask you one more time to let me out of this alley way. Grateful or not, interested in fighting or not, I will shoot you if you take another step forward.".

Delilah
“Goodness! We’re not doing too bad for a rag tag bunch of hunters and misfits!”
Delilah commented on the situation merrily, her smirk still holding up on her face. She let the young ones go ahead and fire away, their bullets and efforts spraying into the massive crowds of Invalids. Soon enough a cloud of red would linger into the air as the creatures were reduced to nothing more than floating red paste. A mark of the hunter’s presence.
Throughout it all, she glanced around and gave Rina a look of sympathy, or at least as much as sympathy that could be mustered with her expression. The young girl’s plan to have them regroup and set up base would now be next to impossible. With the Invalids having detected their presence, they would have to find a new location now that this one was fresh in scent.
Soon enough the battle had come to a close, the stench of disfigured and maimed corpses filling the air. Delilah sighed airily, the smell being just ripe for her. Of course, they couldn’t rest up for too long since they had a stray newbie to deal with first. Delilah watched the commander and the man talk back and forth before stepping up to Jun’s side.
“Lady Jun, if I will? I’m sure a nice man like him can be no problem, right? Besides, he did very fine in that last battle of ours. Scoping out for more enemies was clever on his part,” she said smoothly, smirk never leaving. “That being said, I’ll be glad to dispose of him should he prove to be…inadequate in his functions,” she added with the flash of something shiny underneath her smile.
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It's quite clear that you don't know Angel Beats, then. This kind of death is nothing, when compared to what happens on the anime on a day to day basis.
@TheWindel, see? Someone @demonspade64 volunteered for being hung from the bridge... by his innards.
Ain't that a happy day for Caw-caw?