By this point, they had avoided the mass of the zombies within the city, and were on the outskirts. Here, the number of undead were sparse. Merle still insisted on killing them himself, though, smashing their heads with a great swings of a wooden board he had found. Between zombie-smashings, he and Weiss talked. About everything.

"So, you've got superpowers, right? So how did you get them?" Merle asked, as he walked off from destroying another zombie's head. "I got them when I trained with my aura, as I prepared to go to combat school." replied Weiss, in confusion. Why didn't he know about aura? Anyone not living under a rock knew about aura. "Well, I've never seen anyone do the stuff you do, and I'm quite sure someone with superpowers would have made the news. And I've never heard of combat school either."

This just made Weiss even more confused. "No aura? Then how do you use dust? And how do you fight off the grimm without aura using fighters? And what kind of nation doesn't have a dedicated place to train Hunter?" Merle looked at her, and then said. "Well, first of all, why don't you tell me what grimm are." Lifting a finger, Weiss explained. "Well, Grimm are a type of being, that are predominantly black in colour, with white coloured markings and red insides. They usually come in forms that resemble those of animals, such as bears, wolves, snakes, birds, as well as scorpions. They are much larger and tougher than ordinary living creatures, capable of destroying large stone walls as well as taking hits from gunfire, and only get smarter, stronger, and tougher with age. They have no need to eat, drink, nor rest, and are utterly devoted to the destruction of mankind. Their origins are unknown, and they have been known as long as man has walked the surface of Remnant. Research on Grimm is near-impossible, as they die in captivity, and their corpses sublimate into smoke after death." Putting her finger down, she turned to Merle and asked. "Ring a bell yet?"

Merle stared for a moment, and then replied. "I swear to god, if I hadn't seen you do magic bullshit, I'll be saying that you were fucking with me." Taken aback, "Fucking with you? What's that? And besides, how could you not know of Grimm? They're found in every part of Remnant."

"I don't know much, little girl, but I think that you're a long way from home. Now what was that about aura? Was it the thing that let you cast those fancy circles?"

At this point, Weiss began her lecture on aura. And Merle then told her about his world. How they came by without Dust. Various events in history. And the proud history of his clan. By the time they finished, they were already at the camp.

The first person to meet them was a rather stout, black man. Upon looking upon the duo, he gaped and dropped the bucket of water he was carrying. Waving at him, Merle grinned and spoke, showing his free hand. "Yo, T-dog! Look what I found! Nice try trying to kill me!" The look on that dumb nigger's face. was nearly worth everything. "So motherfucker. I'm going to fuck you up. And guess what. My little friend here's going to help me."

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After Merle's greeting to his acquaintance, Weiss Schnee walked up to T-dog. Remembering the incident with Blake, she reined in her anger. Taking a deep breath, she thought. "Calm down, calm down. Remember about Blake and her stuff. Maybe he had a good reason. Maybe there is something more."

Turning to the black man, she asked. "So may I ask why you left him chained up upon the roof, for zombies to be eaten?" The black man seemed just confused. "I didn't. The one who chained him up was that Rick guy. He tied up the asshole, and then got a truck to save us. I got sent to unlock the handcuff, but I tripped. The key fell into the drain. I didn't mean to do so. It was an accident, man!"

"Bullshit! You goddamn nigger, you did that on purpose!" Merle was shouting now, pointing a finger at T-dog. "It must be because I gave you a good punch, and you were too chicken to fight back directly. Now come up and face your punishment like a man. If you can even do that."

At this point, everyone had heard the shouting, and people had come to the scene. "Where can I find Rick grimes? I need to speak to him."

"Merle? How did you get out?" "Hey, brother. Thought you were trapped or something. How did you get loose?" Two men had come out from the camp. One was a man in a uniform, with a hat and a badge. Another was a scruffy man in in a shirt and wielding a crossbow. "That's the man." Said Merle, pointing to the man in the hat. "That's the asshole who chained me up."

The man with the uniform, Rick, walked up to Weiss, and asked. "How did he get away from the chain? I thought the key was lost. We were planning to go pick him up." Weiss replied. "I broke the chain. And why did you chain a man up, especially when he was surrounded by the walking dead?"

Rick scowled at this, and he replied, pointing to both T-dog and Merle. "Merle was shooting walkers, which were attracting even more, making it harder for us to get out. Then he tried to beat up T-dog for some racist shit. So I put him in some time-out so he can calm down."

Turning to the man she had saved from certain death, Weiss asked. "Merle, is what they are saying true? That you picked a fight first."

"Yeah, I did it cause he was a nigger. He had it coming for talking back to a white man. The rest are just dumbass shits. And I don't care he fell. Still did it on purpose."

"First of all, what's a nigger. Secondly, what's special about being white? Thirdly, why did you lie to me?"

Merle looked stunned at this. "How can you know what's a nigger?" He sneered at T-dog. "A nigger is like that. Some black man too full of himself. Thinking he's the equal of good white folks like us."

"What's wrong with being black?"

"Because it makes them pieces of shit that should be grateful we let them lick our boots."

"Why?"

"Because they're black."

"So?"

"So?" He seemed surprised. "You're some upper class white girl. How can you not know? Unless you're like the rest of them. Idiots."

Weiss just simply walked away. "Whatever. I'll just walk away to clear my head."