Like a vulture in human skin, Geneva plucked the item she'd scouted right out from its holster.
"Yoink!" She chirped with a carefree grin, yanking the weapon and the spare magazines that sat on the other side of the deceased man's belt.
Meanwhile, Gynesis was punching another zombie behind her.
With everything she wanted off of the officer retrieved, she checks the Glock's magazine first. '14 shots... Guess he did get to use it.' She notes, returning the magazine inside of the firearm. Then, she moved onto checking the spares. 'All full, neat.' She files away the good to know info with a small grin, stowing the spares... Somewhere.
Hold on, where did you even put them? You just grabbed 4 cuboids, slapped them on your hip and they disappeared.
"Shhh~ Don't worry about it, sweetheart~" She winks in response to a very good question asked.
And without missing a beat, she just spins around on her heel to face her new ally, who had just driven a knife right into the neck of the last standing zombie. Before ripping it clean out in one smooth motion. Leaving the poor thing one head shorter than it was a second prior.
And like that, there were no more bogies.
Twirling her freshly stolen tool on her finger, she calls out to Gynesis as if he didn't just sacrifice some random shmuck.
"Yahoo~! I got us a boom stick!" She sing-songed, her tone dripping with teasing energy.
"Good girl~!" Called out a stranger's voice from everywhere at once, deep, masculine, and deathly sarcastic.
'What the fuck?!' Was the first thought both main characters had, as if sharing the same brain cell. Gynesis snapped to his right, spotting nothing. Geneva mirrored the action, getting a mirrored result.
Instantly, the female exorcist started panicking. Because she can hear the voice, clearly, as if the words were directly uploaded into her skull. But she couldn't pinpoint from where, for much the same reason she could hear him so vividly.
"Too bad you'll die before you get to use it~" The unknown man taunted, his voice reflecting a dark chuckle neither of the two could hear. But they both felt it. And it was an annoying feeling.
Gynesis, whipping his head around only to get the same result every time, was the first to speak.
"So you heard that weird ass mofo's voice in your head too right?" He asks blatantly, reaching yet again for a sword that simply wasn't there on his hip. Settling for the knife he managed to obtain at some point prior. Holding it in a defensive reverse grip.
"I was about to ask you the same damn thing... What's your name again?" Completely forgetting whether or not she had obtained the name of her new partner in crime, Geneva turns to face the shifted topic of conversation. Putting a hand on her hip.
The male exorcist doesn't flinch. He does answer though.
"Gynesis, didn't know I was that forgettable." He chuckled, using her inquiry as a comedic springboard. Because in his opinion this was getting way too tense for no good reason.
Geneva lets out a scoff, a mix of a snort and a sigh.. Not out of annoyance, but habit. At the same time, she started making some weird hand movements, with some whitish aura forming around her fingertips, trailing them as her hands waved around like a methhead's attempt at a mid-hit signing of "good day".
What the hell does that even look li-
'It looks like whatever the hell she's doing there, gang.' Gynesis answered my question helpfully. Just as confused as to what he was watching as I am narrating. 'Yeah buddy there's a reason you're the third on the job.'
Valid.
"I'm just pulling ya leg," The blind one shook her head with a smug grin. Apparently ragebaiting her allies was just a hobby to her. Yeah no wonder Vinaya whooped her for everyone to see.
Her jest loud made clear, Geneva stops her motions, that could best be described as "Fent induced seizures that only affected her hands. Then, she'd hit a pose. Trying to look cute while also looking tough.
It accomplished neither. It did mesmerize our local male MC though.
'This shit looks like if a magical girl and a super edgy OC from prime 2015 deviant art did the fusion dance.' Gynesis summarized, looking like a dad who just learned his daughter is doing only fans, disappointed as hell. 'Worst part is she's dressed for the first half and talks like the second quite a lot. Thank fuck this is a transcript and not drawn/animated. Cuz whoever had to hold the pen for that trainwreck would've blown their brains out 3/4 into this chapter alone.'
Psst! Buddy, the plot...
"Facts brother.'
Finally shaking off the mental flashbang of whatever the hell that was, Gynesis physically shook his head before looking to his side. Where he spotted a figure that looked eerily similar to himself.
Wearing a plain blue jeans with a polo tee, the man looked just like him actually. Matching bright red hair flowing in the wind. Alongside the same height and strikingly androgynous body type.
If either of those two wore a skirt it'd be over for most men's heterosexuality not gonna lie...
Who's side are you on?!" Not wanting to be outed for his physique, the MALE main character snapped, a tick forming on his forehead for a second before he calmed himself down.
Meanwhile Geneva was holding in her laugh while holding that corny pose. Her face looking like she just ate a grapefruit with nothing else. Eyes and mouth slammed shut as if she had freshly devoured a lemon.
"You thought the readers were gonna go the whole story without finding out you're a twink?" She managed to snicker out, breaking her pose to hold her mouth instead of breaking into laughter. "Especially since they can't even hear your deep ass voice."
Something in the male exorcist's head clicked the second he heard her last words. The gears visually turning in his head as he came to a conclusion.
"Hold on!" He interjected, voicing his hypothesis as if he was a great scholar of sort. "You! That was you!"
A great scholar with a limited vocabulary.
He points an accusatory finger at the lookalike. Who, at the moment was busying himself with trying to look nonchalant. Keyword 'trying' because he was doing way too much with how he had his back turned and head facing up at the stars.
With a light chuckle, newest character to arrive slowly turns to look at Gynesis over his shoulder.
"Me?" He asks cockily, eyes narrowing in either concentration or annoyance at being accused.
"Yes you, dumbass! There's NOBODY else in your general direction right now but you!"
Suddenly, out came another new figure. This time female, with neck-length platinum blonde hair, and rocking a maid uniform.
'Uniform is quite generous, don't ya think?' Both MC's internally mused watching the newer arrival.
"Are you sure about that?" Asked a feminine British accent, sounding posher than the average caricature of Victorian Era poet.
Gynesis, not expecting the woman jumpscare, just stood and stared. Not at anything in particular, His eyes just happened to face her in such a way that they landed on her chest.
Geneva was just as flabbergasted. Mostly cuz she looked like a blond version of the female exorcist. And she was not liking that implication one bit.
"I'm picking up nothing but malice from these two..." Geneva proclaimed, narrowing her eyes and finally stopping her posing in full.
"Damn, for realsies, twin? On Purple Heart?"
Gynesis, ever the sarcasm factory, got on shift instantly. Cocking a brow for maximum emphasis.
Much to Geneva's annoyance. But she was mad annoying him too so complaining was off the table as that moment.
"Yes, retard, on Black Heart. Those two-"
Camera violently cuts away to show evil Gynesis and Evil Geneva sitting down at a table sipping tea and eating sandwiches. Then cuts back to these two.
"Are emitting so much malice it's all I can feel coming from their general direction."
The male exorcist didn't even bother gracing those words with a reaction. He just put a palm over his face and sighed.
"What the hell are we even going to call those two anyway?" Gynesis questioned, shrugging in reluctant acceptance of the current situation.
Geneva didn't even think for a second before shooting her answer. That smug grin damn-near permanently plastered on her face as she folded her arms and stated clearly and loudly.
"Twiddle Dee is for me and you'll get twiddle Dumb."
"Oi! Can you two quit twiddling ya dicks and the get fuck over here?" Twiddle Dumb piped up, stirring a cup of tea before sipping it casually, his voice sounding rather Australian all of a sudden.
Geneva snickered at that. Gynesis was just annoyed again.
"In a minute were planning on how to whoop your ass!" The male exorcist shouted back, making a fist and shaking it at the others while he was at it.
"Why the hell do I sound like I just landed from the Outback?' He questioned in half frustration half confusion.
"Why is he lying?" Twiddle Dee piped up, pointing a thumb over her shoulder at the fist shaker. Her voice making it clear she's almost laughing, earning a shrug from Twiddle Dumb.
Considering her attitude when she's on his team, the man really should've expected something like that to come out the evil version's mouth.
Yeah buddy, this one's all on you.
Instantly, Gynesis found himself no longer frustrated or mad. He was just there. Feeling like a dad with two rebellious teenage daughters.
"Geneva, shoot this bitch." He'd deadpan, out of emotional energy to spend on either versions of this smug brat of a woman.