He hurries through the store, forgotten by those fighting out front. He searches the store as one great corpse to scavenge and pray that it somehow holds worth. He's making noise as he goes, but the fight drowns him out. Desperately, he looks around the store, already raided and well-picked over.
Until he finds something. Just one single thing like Messiahs laid it out for him. They did. They must have. It's what they've always done.
take faith...
He grabs the weapon and yanks it down. He knows how to use it. He knows how to use every weapon but a gun. In every single way he has killed...
He runs to the front of the store, going up the aisles without at all being seen.
In every single way he was trained to be a killer.
He raises the bow, bringing the arrow with it. Terezi is there. The other woman has a spear, all ready to bring it down...
no subject
Until he finds something. Just one single thing like Messiahs laid it out for him. They did. They must have. It's what they've always done.
take faith...
He grabs the weapon and yanks it down. He knows how to use it. He knows how to use every weapon but a gun. In every single way he has killed...
He runs to the front of the store, going up the aisles without at all being seen.
In every single way he was trained to be a killer.
He raises the bow, bringing the arrow with it. Terezi is there. The other woman has a spear, all ready to bring it down...