[ the metal snaps, tears free of trapper's body, and david stumbles when his feet hit the ground. narrowly avoids stepping in a trap as he rights himself — pure luck, david forgot they were even there. ]
[ what's more important right now is the jagged piece of metal in his hand. not as good as the one he'd last ripped out of trapper, but it's a weapon. close enough to one, at least, for when david descends on trapper, halfway fucking feral, to stab him in the neck with it. once, twice, whatever. as many fucking times as it takes. ]
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[ what's more important right now is the jagged piece of metal in his hand. not as good as the one he'd last ripped out of trapper, but it's a weapon. close enough to one, at least, for when david descends on trapper, halfway fucking feral, to stab him in the neck with it. once, twice, whatever. as many fucking times as it takes. ]