[ $50 bounty. Mafuyu would have probably corralled turkeys for $5, but she quickly realizes why the prize money was so high, the turkey she and Noah are after having nearly taken her eye out with its beak, pecking its way out of her grip when she'd first tried to get a jump on it and only managed to anger it, so the only way to really do this is to gang up on the bird.
Mafuyu's weapon of choice today is a tennis racket, something she can use to stun the turkey without necessarily breaking its neck and presenting the Mayor with a dead bird, but instead of going on the offence, she finds that it makes a great shield too, bowled over by the 25 pounds of turkey the two of them have finally cornered into some dead-end alleyway.
She makes a wild grab for it, and manages to hang onto the tip of its tail feathers. Turkey cries fill the air. So does Mafuyu's. ]
[There were two easy ways to bribe Noah: money or food. Getting paid to hunt down turkeys he would later eat? Yeah, it's no surprised Noah signed up to do this. But god, was it way more difficult than he imagined. By now, he was really starting to wish he could use his claw to cut the fucking bird up. But noooo, they actually wanted the bird in a salvageable state. Lame.
But here he is, with a giant potato sack. When Mafuyu grabs for the bird, he'll jump on that, trying to tackle the bird and get it in the sack]
[ The turkey struggles against Mafuyu's grip on its tail, flailing and squawking with increasing panic when Noah jumps at it— at the very last second, the feathers tear out of the turkey's behind, Mafuyu goes tumbling backwards and the turkey rockets forward to smash its head into Noah's chest. ]
Aurghh!! Forget about not hurting it! Let's tenderize it!
[The turkey is strong enough where Noah gets knocked back with a yell!! He swears super loudly, trying so hard to try to tackle the turkey-- getting clawed up in the process.]
[ It's worse because it's so much harder to fight with nonlethal intentions— with people, at least, she always has confidence that people will pull through and survive (hence not holding back on Elliot, but that's beside the current point). Mafuyu picks herself off the ground, taking advantage of the fact that the turkey's currently making a mess of Noah, talons and beak preoccupied, to take her elbow and drive it into the turkey's back, maybe snap its spine and paralyze it so it can be alive but not as combative. ]
[Who da fuq is Elliot. Noah doesn't know an Elliot.
Mafuyu's hit rings true, as Noah's basically pining the thing trying to stop it from scratching him up-- he just got OUT of the hospital for this dammit!! But the turkey screams in pain. It doesn't quite paralyze it, but it's enough to make it decide that running is the best option- so it breaks out of Noah's hold and make a break for it
[ There's a screeeeeeecchh!! of tire that has Mafuyu stop in her tracks with her hands clamped over her ears, wishing she had another pair of hands to clamp over her nose and mouth so she doesn't have to smell the burnt rubber that fills the air with how hard the car had slammed on its breaks. It's all for naught, though, as the bird collides into the car and dents the metal frame, the corpse bouncing back and rolling to a stop at hers and Noah's feet. ]
It's not...?
[ No, it's not a corpse yet, feeble eyes opening and trying to focus on each of their faces in turn, but that's not any better. ]
[Noah meanwhile watches in horror, like well...a car wreck. It' a pretty gruesome sight, and it's pretty surprising just how much damage that bird did to the car. Then again, it's already done so much damage to them...both physically and in their souls.
But this hell doesn't seem to be over yet, as he looks down at their feet, and yes. That turkey is still alive. ]
[ It's a monster. Mafuyu's almost afraid to step forward and take a closer look; it's already too close, trying to get to its feet but its hollow(?) bones are snapped clean through and it just flops right over again. While it isn't actively bleeding out everywhere, it's definitely swelling up with bruises and its eyes are looking pretty red.
Mafuyu turns her eyes away. Claps Noah on the back to shove him forward. ]
[ It's not as effective for shoving, but Mafuyu has her elbows locked and is simply leaning her entire body weight against Noah's back, which isn't very much weight, but the sentiment is there: no way she's doing it. ]
I have a meat tenderizer. [ tennis racket, same thing ] You have knives for fingers. You gotta do it.
[ Whew, she's off the hook. Mafuyu steps back immediately once Noah agrees, shifts awkwardly from one foot to the other, and then moves herself to block the entrance of the alleyway so drivers don't rubberneck this murder and crash all their cars. ]
...Can't bring this to the mayor either way, huh? We'll have to destroy the evidence.
[ The head rolls off cleanly rolling and hitting the wall where it comes to a stop. Mafuyu stares at the bird for a moment, steps over the head, and picks the turkey up by one foot, blood draining out from its neck all over her shoes and ground. ]
Alrigh. I'll get kicked out of the house looking like I murdered someone, so we'll have to clean up at your place. Let's go.
You got a shower, right? Then I don't see the problem.
[ It's not her house anyways, so. She does grab the potato sack, though, and makes her best attempt at stuffing the bird inside without touching it, which is kind of impossible and she just tracks blood everywhere, dirt sticking onto the gaping wound of the turkey's neck. ]
Shower?! You're not throwing this thing in my loo!
[Leave his poor bathroom alone!! But he'll make a face before reaching down to grab the bird with his gloved arms, and chuck it into the bad. He is definitely throwing out these gloves later]
[ Besides, his bathroom is the only option. Mafuyu's already made that decision, twisting the bag shut and undoing one of her shoelaces to tie it off. Her hands get all bloody, the lace gets bloody, she is going to burn all of her clothes when she gets home later. ]
I'll even carry it if you don't want to, so just lead the way and maybe block the view so nobody sees this.
Fuck, you're gonna make my shower look like its the fucking Psycho shower scene!
[But they really don't have much choice in the matter. Not like they knew any other good place to dump it-- nor did he want to waste food. He watches all that blood get on her. ]
[ Sounds like a plan! Now that the shock of watching the bird get slaughtered is starting to wear off, it's a little easier to pick up the sack and hold it close to herself, cringing a little at the fact that the body is still warm, but pulling her jacket around it as far as it'll go so that any stray glances towards them just look like she's been stabbed in the gut and is spewing blood everywhere while Noah takes her... not to the hospital. BUT IT'S FINE. She'll just stick close to Noah's heels, almost to the point of pressing into his back, in order to keep hidden. Turkeys only have so much blood in them too, so by the time they get to Noah's place, whatever blood is left is what little hasn't been squeezed out of the turkey itself, plus what's covering the two of them, but that can't be avoided. ]
[Thank god he's moving out of this neighborhood again, because this is giving them more stares than Noah would like.
But after a long walk, they reach the apartment. Noah will unlock the building door and remain silent through the whole elevator ride. It's just them and the sound of occasional blood drips. Then, they finally make it into his apartment, where he quickly moves to get them inside before any neighbors see. Once they are in, he shuts the door and moves to get AWAY from the dead turkey pressed in his side. ]
Bath's over there.
[He points in a direction as he's already working to get his bloodied gloves and shirt off. God, he feels so dirty.
Also...he can't but shake the feeling they forget something. But what? Maybe it doesn't matter...]
[ What could they have possibly forgotten? Everything's going pretty smoothly, in Mafuyu's opinion, seeking out the bathroom where Noah indicates and dumping the turkey right into the bathtub, then turning on the hot water full blast. She can't find the drain stopper, but the feathers are getting pulled out where the turkey's particularly battered and will clog the drain eventually, so she leaves the water running to wash out the blood, along with most of what's on her arms.
My typo two tags ago was supposed to be "It washes out!" and it's true, probably, Mafuyu grabbing the bottle of liquid hand soap, squirting it liberally over the turkey's body.
She has no idea what she's doing but this should get it clean enough that Noah stops being all pissy about it. ]
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Mafuyu's weapon of choice today is a tennis racket, something she can use to stun the turkey without necessarily breaking its neck and presenting the Mayor with a dead bird, but instead of going on the offence, she finds that it makes a great shield too, bowled over by the 25 pounds of turkey the two of them have finally cornered into some dead-end alleyway.
She makes a wild grab for it, and manages to hang onto the tip of its tail feathers. Turkey cries fill the air. So does Mafuyu's. ]
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But here he is, with a giant potato sack. When Mafuyu grabs for the bird, he'll jump on that, trying to tackle the bird and get it in the sack]
Get in fucker!!
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Aurghh!! Forget about not hurting it! Let's tenderize it!
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Ow! Fuck! This is worse than fucking monsters!
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Mafuyu's hit rings true, as Noah's basically pining the thing trying to stop it from scratching him up-- he just got OUT of the hospital for this dammit!! But the turkey screams in pain. It doesn't quite paralyze it, but it's enough to make it decide that running is the best option- so it breaks out of Noah's hold and make a break for it
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Straight into oncoming traffic]
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It's not...?
[ No, it's not a corpse yet, feeble eyes opening and trying to focus on each of their faces in turn, but that's not any better. ]
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But this hell doesn't seem to be over yet, as he looks down at their feet, and yes. That turkey is still alive. ]
H-How the fuck did it live...?
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Mafuyu turns her eyes away. Claps Noah on the back to shove him forward. ]
There. You go take it to the mayor.
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[He looks between Mafuyu and the turkey, a little horrified]
No fucking way! We can't bring it like this! The thing's suffering!
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[ She doesn't care why or how, honestly; that clap on the back is now two hands on his back and feet planted on the ground to shove him forward. ]
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Oy! Why me?!
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I have a meat tenderizer. [ tennis racket, same thing ] You have knives for fingers. You gotta do it.
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[Stepping away!!]
Fine! I'll do it! Fuck!
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...Can't bring this to the mayor either way, huh? We'll have to destroy the evidence.
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[Shit. This just gets worse and worse. But he'll activate his claw arm. Gulping, he'll look down at the bird]
...R-Rest in peace...
[AND SWINGS DOWN A TALON TO CUT ITS HEAD OFF. First the spirit bunnies and now this. Why him.]
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Alrigh. I'll get kicked out of the house looking like I murdered someone, so we'll have to clean up at your place. Let's go.
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[He'll deactivate his claw, trying not to think about the thing he just did]
Oh c'mon! I'm just about to move out! This will fuck up my cleaning deposit!
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[ It's not her house anyways, so. She does grab the potato sack, though, and makes her best attempt at stuffing the bird inside without touching it, which is kind of impossible and she just tracks blood everywhere, dirt sticking onto the gaping wound of the turkey's neck. ]
Don't just stand there, help me get this in.
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[Leave his poor bathroom alone!! But he'll make a face before reaching down to grab the bird with his gloved arms, and chuck it into the bad. He is definitely throwing out these gloves later]
Fuck it's disgusting...
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[ Besides, his bathroom is the only option. Mafuyu's already made that decision, twisting the bag shut and undoing one of her shoelaces to tie it off. Her hands get all bloody, the lace gets bloody, she is going to burn all of her clothes when she gets home later. ]
I'll even carry it if you don't want to, so just lead the way and maybe block the view so nobody sees this.
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[But they really don't have much choice in the matter. Not like they knew any other good place to dump it-- nor did he want to waste food. He watches all that blood get on her. ]
-- Yeah, okay. Fine. You carry it and I'll block.
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But after a long walk, they reach the apartment. Noah will unlock the building door and remain silent through the whole elevator ride. It's just them and the sound of occasional blood drips. Then, they finally make it into his apartment, where he quickly moves to get them inside before any neighbors see. Once they are in, he shuts the door and moves to get AWAY from the dead turkey pressed in his side. ]
Bath's over there.
[He points in a direction as he's already working to get his bloodied gloves and shirt off. God, he feels so dirty.
Also...he can't but shake the feeling they forget something. But what? Maybe it doesn't matter...]
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My typo two tags ago was supposed to be "It washes out!" and it's true, probably, Mafuyu grabbing the bottle of liquid hand soap, squirting it liberally over the turkey's body.
She has no idea what she's doing but this should get it clean enough that Noah stops being all pissy about it. ]
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