Sup guys? Lighting Wolf here, back with another story, this one about the other side Picnic. Enjoy the 6100-word chapter. I don't own the other side Picnic; Lori and a few others do.
He had a lot more to say and do before this was done and dusted before. Well, if the pain didn't cripple his body before then. It hurt, he damn sure couldn't pretend it didn't, but he did know that he wouldn't back down anytime soon, nor did he wish to.
Yet? He didn't whimper or show any real fear, just cold acceptance of it all again and again at the time being as he cracked his fingers.
He rubbed at his temples and sighed before he clicked his head and he hummed to tilt his head. He looked around, curious as now. It had been a lot more to focus on for now. a LOT more of a problem for him than it was to anyone for now… It hurt a lot to move which at least told him he wasn't dead for now.
He slowly sat up, his spine tingling from the impact or explosion that hadn't thrown him to the ground. It had done a number on his body if he wasn't wrong. It had been a lot more painful when this was done and dusted.
Still? Not dead and to him, that was a lot more than he could say about anyone else.
It had been a fun little thing if not for the fact that was utterly exhausted and thrown off by just about everything around him. it hurt every single part of his body when he considered it.
It hurt more than he considered it. It had hurt more than he questioned it to be, probably a good sign when push came to shove when all of this was done with for now if anything else. He had been so bored, but he wouldn't question what to handle before now. He was too tired if nothing else.
He was in pain, sure… But he was oh so interested in trying not to do something that didn't utterly kill him… It hurt more than this was over.
"Oh, your awake." He heard as he blinked to himself and looked around the room. "I was starting to wonder if you were dead or something before now. sometimes I don't think anyone could get in the way before now… Then again? I don't think anything bad will happen… Maybe I'm just being weird, I've heard that someone will be weird when it comes down to it. There will be a lot more to handle this for now." He heard nothing for a second.
It had been a lot more to handle for now… A lot more than he expected for now. It had been oh so odd for now.
Still? If anything? There was more to be done, a lot more than had been done and dusted at the end of the day. It made him human, curious as of now when all of this would be over.
He tilted his head; he was all too curious for now while it seemed to be over said and done.
He was a lot more curious about what she wanted as she tapped her foot on the ground as if trying to think of what to do next. They had a lot more to handle their business when it seemed to be over with at the end of the day.
He was a lot more confused by the shotgun-wielding girl, not exactly the most unusual response given how she seemed to be, but it had been something that needed to be defeated sooner or later, there was at least some amusement in it or could have been when it came down to it.
All of it seemed to be good, at least something had been done. He could not feel himself, there was a lot more to their battle than could have been.
"You're an odd one, aren't you?" She questioned as she tapped her foot again, expecting something, curious for now. "You're going to be ok, aren't you?" She asked a second later before now.
"Yes… And you not much weirder than all of it, you're a lot weirder than whom I was up against, you know." He added in response to this when it seemed to be.
He felt bored, tired for now of what would be coming. He yawned at her as he felt steel placed against the temple. He looked up to see she had a shotgun aimed at the middle of his temples. He was entirely bored and all this did was amuse him, prepared for what to do next if nothing else.
"Who are you anyway?" He asked while he raised an eyebrow at her, prepared for the shot if she made one at him. "Are you going to be, ok?" He questioned while he slowly sat up, gazing at her as he hummed, preparing for what to do next.
She didn't lower the shotgun. A smart choice, one which was made with a spoon of caution that was needed if nothing else.
Yes, she was a lot more powerful to question if nothing else. She looked pretty damn smart which told him that she was probably a researcher, scatterbrained if only a bit. It was enough to make him laugh if he was honest. Unsure of what to do when all of this was done and dusted.
He sat up slowly, locking eyes with her as he did so. Did she want a fight? He'd break down to pieces if need be, but he assumed they could properly talk about this without an argument and a fight if he picked the best words for now.
He cleared his throat, looking down the barrel of her weapon if she shot. She'd probably kill him with that shot if it connected, but it wouldn't yet be made for now when it came down to it.
A snort erupted from his mouth and nose as he looked at her, summing up how best to handle her, how to stop her if need be. He expected he couldn't yet do anything. She'd get a shot off before he managed to grab the weapon and turn her to the side.
He wondered if that meant buckshot would have ripped his face apart before he made it halfway across the room.
Smart, just a bit of an iffy plan if someone attacked her from her flank, though he expected that probably wouldn't have been a problem if nothing else. He was unsure if she could end up killing him before he got there.
This was a nightmare, one which they wouldn't have woken up from any time soon. He didn't know what else was going to have been able to relax.
Still? if anything? He was ready. He'd be on the same track; the same soldiers would have had to handle and he certainly didn't find any real measure of peace in such a thing.
This was such a nightmare that he was tired, she was pushing him to begin with and he didn't know if something was wrong, only that this was more or less a nightmare for them to have focused upon.
Then again? She was already a weird woman and he didn't know what else was going to have happened only for her to keep pushing as if she didn't care. She didn't know what was happening. only that she knew more than he.
He slowly took a step forward and realized she had him dead and she was good enough to have pushed him to the edge when all was said and done. He clicked his fingers, looking at the trigger-happy woman and she'd probably get him to have done something for now.
"If you're going to shoot me? You'd have done it already and saved yourself the trouble, you want something, don't you?" He asked as he raised an eyebrow, looking over at her with interest.
He knew very well she was dangerous, but it was something that he didn't much care for.
It was amusing, but it had to end sooner or later and she was pushing it to a degree he didn't know if he could trust. She was capable of more, but he didn't know why this was something that could have been handled.
There was a lot more to have been fun, but he had better plans in mind, ones which would handle a lot more and would be more fun.
She cocked the shotgun, obviously intending to use it on him which made him laugh if not for how silly and how thrown off he was by the sheer gall. If she wanted to have killed him? she'd have done so easily and cut his head off.
There was so much she could do, but she settled for a shotgun when it was clear he wasn't as scared enough to be subdued by such a thing nor incapable of handling said things.
She didn't look all that bothered, but it did make him laugh all the same to know someone who had a deadly weapon pointed at his head was so amused.
There was a lot more to have been focused upon for now. There was something else he could have done for the time being and he wished to get onto the job.
That? And she bored him to a degree. There was a possible idea, for now, that was something so weird it startled him.
He'd admit he was at least impressed she had the possible idea for now. He yawned, looking at the woman who seemed to tap her foot on the ground before she was unsure of what to do next.
The woman still had the weapon at him, looking at her, too unsure of what to do next. He held up his hands before this was over before it came. He was tired, too focused as of the time as he tilted his head, rubbing his head before rubbing at his temples before he clicked his fingers against the edge of his next.
He tilted his head as he raised his eyebrow. He was far too unsure, too curious for now. This had been something else for now. Something else raced on his mind, something more than what else could have happened and what else he'd be getting into with her. Then again?
He wasn't sure what she'd have done before now. These were a few things of what to handle next. He felt as if he should laugh, but that would have been rude, something more than what he had done.
If she was to shoot him? She'd have done so already. This was probably not even to have been one for now. It was a lot more to question before he hummed to focus upon now. It was a lot more to handle this before now when it came down to it.
He was able to handle her well enough. It was a lot more to have focused on this for now. It was a lot more to handle, but he felt up to the deed and such. He was able to relax, to focus upon what she'd do, how she'd attack.
"Don't move." The girl said to which he shrugged and held up his hands.
"If you were going to fire that M870? You'd have already taken my head off, that 12 gauge would have decapitated me and you'd be busy cleaning up whatever's left on the floor." He said with a shrug as he did so.
He was too unsure of what else to focus on as of now. He rubbed at his temples before he shrugged, raising an eyebrow at her as she did so. This was to be a long time coming the time being. He sighed, rubbing his temples. He didn't know what else to focus on for now.
This was a lot more unsure, thrown off, yes, but still unsure, after all? What was such a place like this? What was going on? How did he react when this was over? Then again? She seemed to have been able to focus. He clicked his fingers before he slowly walked forwards to her.
She kept the gun up, but he knew she wouldn't shoot, it wouldn't be what she wanted. If she was that willing to have killed him? She'd have unloaded the buckshot into his skull, killing him instantly, no. She was far too focused on something else, too scared or perhaps too unwilling to fire.
She was amused by this. She knew more than anything. Such was the way of things. They had problems with it, they didn't know what was going on, however, this was going to have been a lot more to question while this was over.
If she wanted a bullet inside his head? It'd be a nightmare and he'd be able to focus before it was over. He didn't know when it'd end anytime soon. He didn't know. This nightmare wasn't over and he didn't know her, but it wasn't so easy, nothing ever seemed to have been… However, he wasn't going to be ok before now.
"If you were going to have shot me? You'd have done so already and you know it… So, tell me why you haven't and we can chat… or you can kill me and we can see where that goes when my blood-stained corpse is all over the ground, I can assure you, it won't be as pretty, not at least when it came down to how you expect this to be." He said as he shrugged, too unsure of her actions.
He doubted she'd care much if at all. Such things had been bothering such things, after all? Well, she had almost shot him which told him a lot about little his life was valued when it came down to it…
Such things did little to cloud and uncloud his mind. It was all too full of himself.
Yet? He had been wrong before and he didn't mind being wrong now. such things were simple queries that bugged him, but it wasn't a lot. It'd not stop her.
She raised an eyebrow, confused perhaps at his questions, her fingers still grasping the shotgun, making sure that he couldn't have done anything to her.
He was amused, scared if only a smidge, but amused. She was dangerous, she was clever, and she was smart. Whatever she was capable of? Well? It'd be a nightmare, one which she could handle… Which they were handling, however, this ended? Well, it was nice, it was over fast, but it was nice. Such things rarely seemed to have been up and up. They only had to strike once.
"Who are you?" She questioned as he shrugged, too amused to say much and thrown off a bit by her questions.
"A person, next question?" He asked only for a round of buckshot to smash up the wall next to him, making him raise an eyebrow as he did so.
"Call me Glitch, it's what a lot of people call me, a glitch in the system." He said before he lowered his hands. "Secondly? You're not shooting to kill. So, either you know more than you're letting on, or you don't want to kill me for some odd reason I don't get, and then something else I also don't get." Glitch stated as he sighed.
He knew something with her was going on. He knew more than her what was happening and how far this was going to have gone for the time being.
Such small little problems would have only served to have to get it all worse and worse. It would have just proved her more and more until it came to a full head and was fully yet surely taken care of.
If she wanted to have shot him? she'd have done so already and he knew it. The idea such issues had only served to come to the forefront had only been compounded by the idea they had far more on their mind. It had been something worse when it came down to it.
They had much more and more problems when it came down to it. She still pointed her gun at him, perhaps worried if she tried and seemed intimidating that she'd beat him.
He knew that such problems were going to have arisen from it all. All of it did was mean he had such small little problems to have gotten over. Whatever was going to come next would have bothered them more and more.
It was clear such problems weren't going to have gotten them anywhere where they should have. It was clear they had more and more ideals while she questioned what to do next.
There was a lot more to have done as she turned around, he slowly took a step forward to which she responded with a round of buckshot. He sighed, too interested for now.
He took another step closer as she tried to blast him which barely missed. He held up his hands, prepared, for now, to have used the weapon when it came down to it.
"If you're going to shoot me? I suggest doing so. I don't think we have anything else to have worried about for now." He said while he gestured back and forth with amusement. "We don't at all have anything to have done for now. I don't even know what will happen next if we don't know what to do next when it comes down to it." He said before he cracked his fingers.
The woman lowered her gun, looking around as she tilted her head and then glanced around.
"Well? Are we going to fight? I'm Bakur by the way. I know it might seem like a weird name, but bear with me on it." He said before he questioned what to do next.
Bakur was silent as she looked to the side, clear as to have gotten it there. It was entirely clear they had a lot more to have done for now.
It was too much to bear. It was far too much to have questioned, for now, she had a lot more to have gotten off her chest and their problems weren't easily going to have gotten where they should have been.
It was all-consuming for now and it was a lot more to have questioned before now when it came down to it. This was just going to get more and more in the way when it came to shove.
Bakur yawned before he looked at her, too amused, too confused, and too consumed by every little detail to respond. If she wanted a war? He'd have given one, but it wasn't his to claim.
The girl raised her weapon to shoot and Bakur sighed as he prepared to die sooner or later. If this was how he went? It was entirely clear that such issues would end horribly for them at the end of the day. Not simply because such issues would have become worse which he got more and more of at the time being.
He was all too eager to have said something and he did, seizing the advantage she had given him to have walked forwards before gripping the arm and forcing it away. Better to have lost a single limb than to have allowed her to blow off his head.
"What's your name then if you're not going to blast me in the head?" Bakur questioned as he raised an eyebrow and then looked at her with interest.
It was entirely clear that such a problem had yet gotten where it should have been a problem which he knew pretty well wasn't going to have happened easily. It was clear such problems could have happened for now.
Bakur was silent, clicking his tongue against the roof of his mouth. He didn't touch his pistol or his knife, not trusting the idea before he'd have done to have focused upon.
He didn't want to hurt her. He didn't want to have killed her; it was the last thing that he could have wanted. Bakur wasn't so stupid to have wanted to snipe out life just for being an enemy.
This was why he was all too prepared to have fought her, but killing her? No, that was something he just could do for now.
He looked at her as if trying to figure out his next words, keeping his hand on his knife to show her he'd still fight if no other reason was given. He wasn't going to have just allowed her to kill him if he didn't have to.
"Well? Can we talk? Can we talk and you please put the shotgun down? It'd be an odd thing to talk like that, but I don't want to do something silly like try and talk when you have a fancy gun pointed at my face." Bakur asked before he looked at her, too amused and thrown off entirely to have done anything about it.
Perhaps the idea had thrown off his brain and messed up his mind. It was clear these problems would only serve to cut up his brain and strangle his ideas.
If she wanted to have cut him apart? Well? She had the skills to have done that… It was quite clear with that much at least when it came down to it. He sighed to himself before he focused his mind on himself.
It was all too damn clear to him that she could have been a threat. She'd have a threat before long and a threat easily handled, only choosing to simply back down, curious upon if she wished to try and kill him, it'd not at all be properly focused upon now.
Kozakura seemed to focus upon more and more of an issue as she slowly lowered her weapon and slowly allowed him to try and walk around the room, interesting for now. Yet? Bakur was silent, focusing on her before frowning as she seemed to find it more and more questionable for now.
"Are you going to be a problem?" Kozakura asked before Bakur frowned to himself before yawning to himself before it seemed to question upon not.
Still? Kozakura still questioned before now, it seemed as if more and more problems were going to arise before it came down more and more every second.
It was all too much of an interesting little issue, one Bakur himself before looking around before yawning to himself, tilting his head to the side, it'd be a lot more of an issue before now, looking around before looking upwards and into the roof.
Kozakura looked around, only pausing to frown to himself before looking upwards.
If anything? It was all too much to try and deal with and it could all be properly focused upon. It was worth it or would be if not… Still? She was a scientist and the last thing anyone needed would be to try and deal with issues beyond control, it needed to end… And it would always come down to who was better and who was worse.
Still? Kozakura only seemed to be able to relax sooner or later. It'd only end sometime soon, it'd only end if allowed, and yet? Well, it could only be considered with proper time and effort.
Still? Did it need to end sometime soon and yet? It'd need to end before now… It's been a lot more of an issue, all of it needed to end sometime soon.
Kozakura seemed to be amused for now and looked to the side. He didn't even know what to try and figure out at the moment, something he wanted to relax more and more at the time.
He seemed to be able to relax to be happy once more. They had a lot more to try and understand once what to try and do next. He didn't even know what to try and figure out more and more now.
It was all too much and it'd continue to be so the entire time at the moment, something that bugged him.
He looked at Bakur who was utterly amused, unsure of what to try and do at the moment. All of it mixed then it was all said and done and it became odder and odder and odder at this time when it was all said and done.
There was a lot more on his mind, something that may or may not get better at the time. There was such a level of relaxation at the moment that he was not at all tired.
"We need to get going unless you want more and more monstrous problems to exist. There are worse monsters here than you believe and I cannot deny simply how much will be on the line if we stay here where they can track us." Bakur added before he slowly walked past her.
He knew her. If she was going to kill him? She'd have shot already; it was as easy as knowing the fact that he'd get to a certain point where he could relax. It all seemed to get better and better as he relaxed and looked upwards and into the sky as he walked forwards, utterly exhausted at the end of the day.
It was more than enough to try and reach out his hand in friendship. He had nothing to lose by trying it and best case? They'd be friends, worst? He'd have to shoot her or she'd shoot him, either way, ended with someone being killed and he didn't want to shoot her without a good enough reason.
"You do know… I still have a shotgun, right?" She asked as Bakur shrugged and raised his hands.
"And I have a pistol, both weapons kill and kill easily enough. If I wanted you dead? All I had is pull out my gun and shoot you and all you have is a pull of the trigger at the time being and something that I don't want to do unless I have to…" Bakur stated before sighing and looking down at the ground.
"Unless you'd like to kill me and deal with cleaning up my corpse which I can guess will probably be a lot worse to try and clean up you know, it won't be pretty, I can guess that much just with my very messy…" Bakur stated as he knew more or less some humor was pretty distracting to anyone, disarming more and more at the end of the day.
All of it became harder and harder at the time, something he didn't even want to do next before now, something far more annoying than he could and would relax upon now, something that was far too much on the line for him to just back down anytime soon.
She looked at him with a raised eyebrow, too fascinated at the moment. This was all too much for them to figure out, this that was too much to fathom at the end of the day.
She didn't lower the shotgun so he expected something that could be more and more horrid at the end of the day.
Something that couldn't and wouldn't end at the moment, it was what they couldn't and wouldn't fathom now. Well, it meant more and more nightmares were coming, something too horrid and nightmarish.
"I could shoot you; you know." She said as Bakur hummed and looked down at the rifle within her grasp and pointed at his back.
"And why don't you if you want to kill me so badly? I'm not going to fight you unless we have a good reason to. Do I have a good reason to try and kill you? No? Then why would I? What does it gain me? How about you? What does it gain you? I'm willing to bet no, you don't." Bakur said as he watched her lower the gun.
He didn't doubt she'd do it; Bakur was no fool or an idiot who may or may not be willing to do something so… Vile to try and get rid of him, not when better methods and ways existed at the moment and it became harder and harder to figure out which ones were correct and which weren't. if she wanted him dead?
Well, a simple gunshot to the temple would do well to take his life and end it before anything or anything on the line possibly happened all the time. He cracked his fingers all the same and looked at her, too unsure and uncertain of what to say and do, hopeful for a nightmare when it came down to it.
A desire to figure as out now and it seemed to be able to relax once more. They had something else upon their mind as he did so. All of it was going to make his mind shatter
It was something that could and would end at the moment, a choice that could and would continue to impact them all. Whatever it seemed to be? Well, it was a nightmare at the more and more unsure and uncertain of it all.
He didn't at all know what to do as he seemed to be incapable of dealing with it as he looked downwards at the ground. He rubbed at his eyes and Bakur hummed and cracked his fingers.
He didn't know what to figure out more as he was a lot more to try and figure out more and more, he didn't at all seem to relax once more as he clicked his fingers once more.
He didn't at all prepare for now when it came down to it as he seemed to relax once more and more, she looked downwards at the ground before he managed to relax once more, unsure of it all, again and again, and again.
If for no other reason than he desired it and would have it, for no other reason than their fighting was pointless.
He'd not fear a shotgun blast to the back of his chest if that was his fate, it'd be at least quick and painless if the buckshot went through him. Well? He'd like to hope so at the very least, not die in fear of something he didn't have a desire to die here or anywhere else.
Yet, he had an idea he would have as she pointed the gun downwards. He at least wanted to die with some dignity if this was the end of his road before looking downwards at the ground.
"If you are going to shoot me? Can you make it quick? I'd like to at least die before I reconsider how precious my life is." Bakur snarked before he looked downwards.
She glanced at him, incredulously denying everything, denying his death at her possible, handily reminding her of some people over and over and over.
Had he managed to lose his mind? had Bakur perhaps sought her so she could kill him? Was he insane? There was no knowing because it was a massive waste of time, one which could not be able to have retreated again and again.
Whatever he didn't do? it wasn't like she couldn't do so. She was armed enough to kill him, Bakur glanced at her shotgun, ready for whatever again and again. If something else came as a result? He didn't want to know, he truly didn't.
"Are we done yet or are you going to kill me now? Because I'm quite content to die now if you want to kill me for now." Bakur said before he hummed and patted the holster on his side, unsure of what to say and do now when it came down to it.
He had been tired, unsure, unable to focus on something as trivial as relaxing, unsure and unwanted for now, something that could allow him to focus on her if but for a moment, he had a lot more to think to figure out, mainly because he was so exhausted and unrelenting of what needed to complete.
He looked down at the ground, unable to do more than think for but a second, he had a lot more to live for, again and again… He wasn't able to think for now again and over.
He had a lot more to try and figure out when it came down to it. He had a larger part in this, he was more and more unsure of it all for now.
They were intertwined when it came down to it, not when he could be allowed to relax once more as he seemed too unsure of what to say and do next.
Yep, it was going to be one of the days where he wished he had stayed in bed all day and not worried about it for now. All he could see and do was that he could fight, temper her anger, and her compassion.
It was better said than done considering what she could and would do if he managed something about it for now… There was something else there, something building within Bakur.
Oh, did it hurt to be so ridiculously cautious about it all, so unwilling to see and do so for now?
It was unwilling to do much for now, and not willing to get down to business?
He'd manage it for now, again and again, he had to keep going. He had to surpass this, to get better and better at everything and anything for now when it came down to it.
He didn't even know for now what he had done, what he could have done. There was nothing left to do, to see at the end of the day besides it all… He wanted to try and fight, to free himself from the hustle and bustle of it all.
The ideas running amok in his head only served to silence him, to make him fear what he was and what he could be… It had no really any damn choice but to keep going, a measure upon which he would be able to relax once more.
He would not see it all too soon, he would grow more and more unable to see something that needed to keep getting better. He had a LOT more to see and understand while he cracked his fingers as he cracked his uncertain as he looked towards her.
Bakur was utterly unsure of what to see and figure something out… He would not allow it to end any other way, knowing that she was utterly unable to do more and more while he cracked his fingers to the side and then fell utterly unable to relax for now.
Yet he seemed to keep growing more as he looked downwards at the ground, willing to do something like keep screaming for mercy he didn't have or wish it all more.
He clicked as he ground his tongue against the more, and he looked downwards as he hummed once more, Bakur watcher herself seemed to keep growing more and more as he looked downwards at the ground.
"Are you ok?" Bakur asked before he looked downwards, amused more and more as she nodded. "Good, then we have to get going for now, there will be a lot more of that to go around," Bakur said.
Author Notes
Phew. Another chapter is done! I want to point out that the next chapter will be delayed and will be in 2-10 months and will be 900-6500 words at the end of the day. The next chapter will be delayed and will show more and more of Bakur, and Kozakura talking and such. Until then, Lighting Wolf is out!