eleventh song ♪♫ ((before i make the final sacrifice...))

[heartmaestro]

[She was not afraid, not anymore. The truth gas, the Halloween resurrecting, the erasing on Christmas, the factory operations, the Carnival...It was over a year now. She didn't think so much could change in the span of a year, but looking at herself in the mirror was one big clue. She'd cut her hair. She still had the scars on her arms from getting them operated on. And she was...a year older. She'd missed her first year of studying abroad by getting taken here, but she wasn't sure if she was grateful or still upset.

There were too many friends taken, too many friends hurt, and she slowly found herself winding inside once more, but...she would not be afraid. She would not let as many in, as she had tried, but she would not lock herself in doors. She would not be a burden. Being a burden was tiresome, both for herself and those who would 'protect' her.

After hearing the phonecall, she went upstairs to the spare bedroom, and pulled out the chest underneath the bed. It was over the span of the two zombie attacks that she had begun stockpiling guns and minor weaponry from the stores and streets during the times of chaos. She'd known how to work guns, but only from reading up on the mechanics. It was when she was forced to actually use one that she studied them more intensely, when the mechanics of weaponry itself became more interesting to her. With the key from her pocket, the chest was unlocked, revealing all that she'd taken, all that she'd forced her droned husband to go get for her.

But what use would they be against the town? A simple bullet, a barrage of them? They could take down drones, but...

She would need something with more firepower if she was to make an impact.

What did manage to break the revival machine, a key piece of the town's structure...?]

[phone / filtered from the drones]

[When Kotomi's voice comes on the line, she is quiet but firm, with no hint of "fooling around".]

I need assistance in constructing a bomb. I am aware of how to assemble one, but lack the means necessary to gather parts.

Alternatively, if anyone has any with them from personal construction or regains [...........] I would like to take a few off of your hands, for any price wanted.

Comments

Phone

[selematpagi]

You're making a bomb?

[ Coooooooool... ]

[heartmaestro]

[hmmm.]

Yes, I plan to.

phone;

[imoutos]

[ there's a long pause-- nadeko isn't good with this stuff at all, and it seems like everything's about to become scary again, and then to hear this phonecall from kotomi of all people.. she hesitates for a moment, but does slowly speak up. ]

A-.. a-a bomb, you say..

[heartmaestro]

[...oh damn. She's regretting not filtering this from people like Nadeko now, but...]

Yes. I...

[imoutos]

... It's.. okay. [ she forces her voice to be normal the best she can, but it's quite obviously still failing since nadeko is not subtle in any way, honestly. ]

It's probably.. s-something I wouldn't understand, right..?

phone

[technohippie]

I might be able to help. Weaponry ain't ever been my specialty, but I been helpin' someone else in town make mines. In return, can I ask what yer plannin'?

[heartmaestro]

Are you aware of how to create a higher personal filter through these phonelines? I will tell you, but in a bigger degree of confidence.

[technohippie]

Yeah, but if ya prefer, stop by my garage. It's got my materials in it too, and it'd be easier to talk there. 339 Brady Lane.

[Phone]

[suicidoll]

(Congrats, Kotomi; you pinged her interest at bomb.)

A bomb, hmm? I specialize in explosive weaponry and can easily provide you all of the bombs you'll need.

[heartmaestro]

[Her voice sounds a bit less disinterested and quiet.]

Is that so? May I ask who I'm speaking with?

[suicidoll]

My name is Kreutzer. Are you perhaps preparing for whatever the town may throw at us next?

[ phone | same filter ]

[vedaandme]

And what are you planning on doing with it?

[heartmaestro]

I will divulge those plans in a greater filter of secrecy. Are you able to create a higher filter?

[ private ]

[vedaandme]

Mm. [There were some noises. As long as the phone didn't suddenly phase out, he could make it work. There...] Done. We are private.

[phone]

[doudemoe]

[(unsure). Just when he thought he knew you Kotomi-chan.]

What's this for?