[Kenny nods, and slips out of the gate. In a way, the very action of it makes him uncomfortable: the imagery is enough to make him recall the alley that's honestly right nearby, of trying to save Ben and having to put the poor kid out of his misery instead. Locking Lee behind the gate so he can go save Clementine.
But he hunches his shoulders together against that thought and quickly stalks out into the open and out of view. Yeah. He can already see the front of the herd, slowly and aimlessly shambling towards the house. As long as he doesn't do anything too suspicious to make the few with good eyes peg him as alive, he should be able to pull this off...
And there's a good target. A slightly removed walker, not bunched up with a few others, staring vacantly up at the sky. For a moment he's glad he didn't tell Lee that he hasn't... exactly done THIS part before. The whole 'pick one target off' nonsense. Lee probably wouldn't have let his fool ass out if he had said that.
So Kenny quickly tries to figure out what to do to just get the one's attention and- there we go. He grabs up a small rock in the road, thank god for things being in fucking shambles, and lobs it right at the fucker.
And the rock smacks it in the back of the head, breaking it out of the WOWEE WHAT A PRETTY SKY trance it was in.]
Hey, motherfucker! Right here. Come on.
[He doesn't quite yell- his voice is just barely above speaking volume to try to keep the few nearby from swarming right on him. It does the trick, as the one begins lurching right over. Kenny's fingers fidget around the handle of the knife before locking down; he swings and embeds the blade right in the walker's forehead as soon as it gets in range.
Pretty good for a first try. Now he can lie and say he's an expert at this if pressed. Killing one walker without a hitch makes you an expert, right?
He grabs the body as quick as he can and begins hauling it towards the gate. THAT gets the attention of one other walker, but Kenny's got enough distance that he isn't going to stop what he's doing now. So he rounds the corner into the path to the gate, dragging the walker with the knife still embedded in its forehead.]
Lee. LEE. Open the gate!
[He's not looking behind him to see if the gate is open but please Lee open the gate so Kenny can get this thing in ASAP and then y'all can shut that thing or take out the other asshole walker that thinks Kenny is just. So neat. So neat.]
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But he hunches his shoulders together against that thought and quickly stalks out into the open and out of view. Yeah. He can already see the front of the herd, slowly and aimlessly shambling towards the house. As long as he doesn't do anything too suspicious to make the few with good eyes peg him as alive, he should be able to pull this off...
And there's a good target. A slightly removed walker, not bunched up with a few others, staring vacantly up at the sky. For a moment he's glad he didn't tell Lee that he hasn't... exactly done THIS part before. The whole 'pick one target off' nonsense. Lee probably wouldn't have let his fool ass out if he had said that.
So Kenny quickly tries to figure out what to do to just get the one's attention and- there we go. He grabs up a small rock in the road, thank god for things being in fucking shambles, and lobs it right at the fucker.
And the rock smacks it in the back of the head, breaking it out of the WOWEE WHAT A PRETTY SKY trance it was in.]
Hey, motherfucker! Right here. Come on.
[He doesn't quite yell- his voice is just barely above speaking volume to try to keep the few nearby from swarming right on him. It does the trick, as the one begins lurching right over. Kenny's fingers fidget around the handle of the knife before locking down; he swings and embeds the blade right in the walker's forehead as soon as it gets in range.
Pretty good for a first try. Now he can lie and say he's an expert at this if pressed. Killing one walker without a hitch makes you an expert, right?
He grabs the body as quick as he can and begins hauling it towards the gate. THAT gets the attention of one other walker, but Kenny's got enough distance that he isn't going to stop what he's doing now. So he rounds the corner into the path to the gate, dragging the walker with the knife still embedded in its forehead.]
Lee. LEE. Open the gate!
[He's not looking behind him to see if the gate is open but please Lee open the gate so Kenny can get this thing in ASAP and then y'all can shut that thing or take out the other asshole walker that thinks Kenny is just. So neat. So neat.]