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Simon was about to call next when Kyle appeared back at the wand weighing station. She looked a tad different from when he had last seen her not too long before and he couldn't help but wonder why. And what was that smell? "Um...its okay Kyle. You already appologized. I'm just glad you're alright." He wondered if the scribe was struggling with herself and her actions and trying to continue making amends because she didn't feel she had done enough in appology.
And now she was offering a peace offering of sorts, the description of which must have meant she had won one of the raffles he had heard people talking about. "Sure," he said, willing to appease her though noticing something else seemed off. Was she okay? His hand went out to accept the offered piece unaware of any worries he might need to have.
"Um...is everything okay?"
There was a moment a split second really when Simon looked like he was thinking - thinking of what how awesome this girl was? Yeah she was awesome, smelled of burnt hair but awesome.
She gave him a loopy smile and then with a little laugh she leaned forward and spoke.
"I nearly went fwoooooosh through the wall" she nodded and looking down it happened. One second she was talking and laughing and being a normal non-zombie girl and the next moment the zombie had taken the reins and had guided her head just a few more inches down opened her mouth and closed it on something soft and fleshy.
Soft fleshy and warm....and oddly enough it tasted like iron. And her teeth having that super-sharp newness that they had developed that day it wasn't like she was used to them. She would have bitten the chunk of thumb straight off if it hadn't been for that pesky bone.
Why did the bone have to be there she could have enjoyed her hand in piece. It took a moment to realize she was screaming incoherently and almost as quickly as she had bitten him she'd dropped his hand out of her mouth on the spot and proceeded to vomit into her box of candy.
Ewwwww. She made a frowny face at the loss of the candy and glanced at Simons hand. Her face now ashen.
"Episky" she pointed her wand at the bitten hand and gave a sheepish look - the spell didn't work but she wasn't going to stand around to be attacked by a mob with pitchforks and wands and evilness on their minds. She was no science experiment - maybe she was a failed one she didn't know.
"Sorry" she wined as she dropped the bucket onto the floor and ducked into the crowd. She didn't go far - really, she just ducked under the table and began to hug her knees.