Weirdly enough, that was the first thought that ran through John's mind. The second one was holy shit he's going to cut me to pieces!
Luckily, he had his hammer. It was a sledgehammer, to be exact. Not the best for killing zombies, unfortunately, but it proved to be very helpful at fending off deadly things when he was out of ammo. And while he wasn't out of ammo this time, Karkat was too close for shooting, so the hammer would have to do.
Well, it would have to do as soon as John could get it off of his back. At that moment he had to duck down and out of the way to avoid getting decapitated.]
Woah!
[John tried to pull away far enough to give him a couple seconds to unstrap his hammer. He really hadn't been expecting to come across a lone troll, and definitely not one who wasn't a zombie. There was a distinctive lack of rotting here, so Karkat couldn't have been a part of the undead hoard.
Then he remembered that living things could be reasoned with, so instead of whipping out his hammer to smash Karkat, he stood up and held his hands out in front of him.]
WoahwoahwoahwoahWOAH! Calm down now, there's no need for fighting!
[As much as he hated trolls for all the trouble they had caused humans, he really didn't want to fight, especially not in the middle of a city of undead. The smell of fresh blood would draw zombis there like flies to rotten fruit.]
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Well that hadn't been a human after all.
Weirdly enough, that was the first thought that ran through John's mind. The second one was holy shit he's going to cut me to pieces!
Luckily, he had his hammer. It was a sledgehammer, to be exact. Not the best for killing zombies, unfortunately, but it proved to be very helpful at fending off deadly things when he was out of ammo. And while he wasn't out of ammo this time, Karkat was too close for shooting, so the hammer would have to do.
Well, it would have to do as soon as John could get it off of his back. At that moment he had to duck down and out of the way to avoid getting decapitated.]
Woah!
[John tried to pull away far enough to give him a couple seconds to unstrap his hammer. He really hadn't been expecting to come across a lone troll, and definitely not one who wasn't a zombie. There was a distinctive lack of rotting here, so Karkat couldn't have been a part of the undead hoard.
Then he remembered that living things could be reasoned with, so instead of whipping out his hammer to smash Karkat, he stood up and held his hands out in front of him.]
WoahwoahwoahwoahWOAH! Calm down now, there's no need for fighting!
[As much as he hated trolls for all the trouble they had caused humans, he really didn't want to fight, especially not in the middle of a city of undead. The smell of fresh blood would draw zombis there like flies to rotten fruit.]