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[Yasusada watches the zombie presumably ponder the inherent meaning of anatomy. Either that or its gone off to harass other speed daters.]

Hmm... I don't know much about projectiles, but I can try. [don't call it a projectile]

[ it's a projectile

he takes the eyeball bowl (eyebowl?) and gives it a little shake in yams' direction. disgusting ] Pick your favorite. There's a couple eyeless ones. There, there... there.

[ vax points out a few different "Targets" - one of the zombies has no eyes at all. poor dude. ]

[EYEBOWL... disgusting.

Yasusada is a sword, though, and doesn't care that much about getting dirty and being gross and whatnot, so he will carefully pick one up--and yes, eyeless zombie-san is the target of the day. Lucky him. Them? Them.

Ready, aim... FIRE!!! Or, y'know. Close enough. Yasusada's ability to aim is kind of intrinsic, but it's probably not as good as Vax's--also, he didn't wait for the zombie to turn around, so the eyeball lands and sticks to its temple.

7/10.]

[ SOLID good aim. he immediately starts snickering, delighted. ]

Think that's an improvement! [ wehehe ] Kind of hard not to be an improvement over anything those things put out, though.

[The zombie may agonize over its body image over yonder; meanwhile, Yasusada laughs too, sitting down to join him.]

Do you mean their looks, or their food?

[ im cryin ]

Both.

[ as he just plucks up another eyeball and rolls it between his fingers, all ready to give it a chuck. nasty. ]

Never been this close to a zombie that wasn't trying to kill me. Not sure how I feel about it.

[NASTY BIRD WITH EYEBALL FINGERS.

Yasusada looks a little surprised, though.]

You've seen them before?

A lot. Nasty things, always trying to eat your brains. Usually come in great big fuckoff hordes.

[ he gestures at one of the zombies with the eyeball. ] Instead of...whatever this is.

[Yasusada has no brains and doesn't understand (no I'm kidding)

But his brow does furrow, trying to picture that.]

They fight? Why?