31 painting

Shots rang out for the umpteenth time, the noise almost unheard on two sets of ears that had already blocked out gunfire. Badou's grin was crazed—nicotine deprived—but Haine was currently silent, eyes grim as he stared at the massacre.

"Ha—ha ha ha!" Badou's uneven laughter was eerie in the now silent building, "We're like f-fuckin' painters or somethin'. Sculpters. Look- that guys arms are all broken and shit." He pointed with a gun to the grotesque body.

The scene was one macabre piece of art.

32 moonlight

It was under the moonlight, Badou noticed, paired with the gleam and sparks of gunfire, that Haine's eyes were brightest. When muscles rippled beneath perfect ivory skin, lead and blood flung into the air. It beautiful.

33 holiday

"If we could go on vacation, where would you go?" Badou asked one day over leftover pizza from three days before.

Haine just rested his elbow on the windowsill and looked out.

"Where is there to go?"

34 FUCK

Haine and Badou kicked the door down and stared, eyes widening slightly. There had to be at least one hundred assholes waiting for them.

"FUCK!" they groaned—and ran straight forward, bullets searing through the air.

35 do not disturb

It was a certain expression that Haine and Badou had been able to identify on one another at some point. Haine, usually while staring off into space, brooding. Badou, when he was staring at the TV, but not really listening or watching it. That look that said that they just were thinking about something, and didn't want to be interrupted.

36 midnight

It was some dreadful hour of the night when Badou woke up, some really late hour. But when he looked at the clock, it was just midnight. He wandered out into the living room and saw that Haine had come in and turned the TV on, some late night talk show being the only thing worth watching. But the albino had fallen asleep, slumped over onto the arm of the couch. Badou rubbed his good eye and sat down, leaning over onto him, and fell back asleep.

37 weapon

Haine pulled another gun out of the church's cabinet.

"How many guns are in there?" Bishop asked disapprovingly.

"Enough," Haine muttered.

"You don't even really need one."

"They make things easier," he said and clicks rang out as he loaded them, echoing against the vaulted ceiling.

38 sick

Haine hated when Badou got sick. It wasn't very often at all, but when he got sick, he was the whiniest person in the entire fucking world, and Haine was left to the thankless job of taking care of the complaining lump. When Badou really got bad about it he would just leave, slamming the door, and then he would wait.

"Haaaaaaaaaaiiiiiiiine, come back, man! I'll stop whining so much I promise just come back please, come on man, I promise!" the moan would issue forth from the room.

Haine would sigh and go back inside.

"If you," he addressed the mass of blankets, "Ever complain or whine like you have the past two fucking godforsaken days," he paused for emphasis, "I'll fucking strangle you."

The mass of blankets nodded.

39 transformation

Badou was always aware of that instant when Haine let the dog loose. Haine just—you could see the change, a particularly crazed look visible in crimson eyes, and then blood would fly even more copiously through the air. No matter how many bullets hit him, he just went on. The pale visage of Death itself.

40 fear

Haine thought the look of fear, even terror, of staring down the barrel of a gun in the hand of 'White Hair' or 'Eyepatch', was somehow satisfying. He almost enjoyed letting his finger linger for a moment over the trigger before blood and gore splattered everywhere. He had gotten past the moment of death, ending someone's life, so, so long ago he had almost forgotten what it felt like to actually sense it. Feel that end, and know you just stole so many years from someone's life.

Did that mean he had lost his humanity?

Was he human, after losing that?

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