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[hungry_like_the_wolf]

 [The sound of something ripping and tearing soft tissue from bone in a rather quick succession followed by the gnashing of teeth again an unknown material echoes through the vine for several minutes. Though there is no imagine to accompany the symphony of gratuitous and disgusting noise, the rather brutal nature of noise itself would be more then enough to unsettle the stomach and minds of an average person. One would normally attribute such actions to a bear or other large predator, but such speculation would quickly be put to rest as the voice of a certain zombie-girl sounds through the feed, filled with a dejected tone laced with the endless pangs of a desperate hunger.]

If you girlies can hear this... I need something and am willing to trade anything for it. If that sounds good, send me a message, we'll work something out.

Comments

[gun_cata]

How much privacy do you have over there?

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

I've been at Grell's place for awhile now, but she's not around and Zinc is out at the moment. So we should be ok.

[gun_cata]

Oh...

[ Wait, does she want more or less privacy. Larry's not actually sure now. ]

So... I guess you'd rather do it there?

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

You got it. Just come on by, the door'll be open.

[gun_cata]

Right now? You aren't... busy or anything right?

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

Nope. I'm hungry. I want this NOW.

[gun_cata]

I'll be... right... over then...

[ It takes her a little longer than it should, because what the hell are you doing with yourself girl, but eventually she shows up and slowly opens the door. ]

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

[And Gavril is there to greet her, a wicked smile on her face.]

Hey, Larry. You ready for this?

[gun_cata]

Yeeeeeno not really, and that look on your face isn't helping.

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

Don't worry, I'll be gentle~

[gun_cata]

It's also kinda creepy when you say... anything like that.

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

[Gavril laughs.]

Thought so. But, anyway, come on my bedrooms over this way.

[She leads Larry to her room, though it is a bit messy it is otherwise a normal living space.]

[gun_cata]

Yeah, yeah.

[ Messy by Larry's standards, though largely because working with guns requires neatness. ]

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

All right get lets do this...

[Without another word Gavril takes Larry by the hand and begins to gently run her tongue over the surface of her hand.]

[gun_cata]

Ah!

[ If Gavril wasn't so strong and toothy, she'd yank her hand away. ]

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

[Gavril withdraws for a moment, taking in the taste of things like a someone sampling fine wine.]

Mmmm, you have a nice taste to ya.

[gun_cata]

...thanks? I think?

[ Geez that's unsettling. ]

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

You should take that as a compliment, most people taste kinda crappy unless you eat the whole thing in one go. Ya know, to mix up all the skin, organ, and other stuff.f

[gun_cata]

Ahaha, I really don't know... I think I'd rather not know. But now I do.

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

Whatever, just strip so I can get a better feel on ya.

[gun_cata]

...strip?!

[ Taking a step back. ]

Y-you never said anything about...

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

We ain't fucking or something, just let me lick your stomach.

[gun_cata]

Why does it have to be my stomach? I keep all my organs right around there!

[hungry_like_the_wolf]

Because. You got any better ideas?

[gun_cata]

I don't know, my arms? My calves?