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Post by Raylen Newberry on Apr 26, 2016 13:01:49 GMT -5
Raylen was riding his bike but keeping a steady speed when all of the sudden he notices another dirt bike in the distance. He stands up on the bike as he moves closer to get a better look when he notices there's someone else on the back.
As they approach he notices them slowing down then speeding up again than once again slowing down. what are they doing? he asks himself the question over and over in his head then he realizes there leading a group of walkers.
He slows down and squeezes the brake while still throttling the engine. causing his back tire to squeal and turn in a 180 degrees angle. The other dirt bike rushes past him and he pulls the throttle back all the way, suddenly lifting the front end of his bike for about four feet before touching ground again.
As Holly moved at a pace she continued to stop and go to keep the horde following them.
” Well sugar the plan is to lead these away in this direction and then circle back around to the back door to the rest of your friends. Do it right and we should be able to walk to the door.”
No sooner had she finished talking did she notice a second dirt bike pop out of nowhere. At that moment Holly had two options stop or hit the gas. Finally she came with a decision,
”Friend of yours, “ it made little difference as Holly decided she wasn't going to wait around,” If he's a friend I need to know now other wise be ready for when I stop and hold on.”
Holly was about to see how well Marcella had worked on the bike, for once Holly wished she had paid more attention to what work the girl had done on it and if she maze her proud. Pulling on the gas Holly had one advantage that was she had been in the area a while now and knew the area. The only disadvantage she had was the weight on the back. With a release of gas Holly increased the speed of the dirt bike as she lowered her head, as the speed increased she dodged in and out through the infected all but surprised fate was on her side. Taking weight into a factor Holly turned the corners knowing every second counted and the right speed was important so that neither of them fell off. With the turning of the corners she also wanted to make sure she didn't go head first in to walkers. When she finally reached the main street of the town Holly came to a complete stop at the corner given Holly with hope a second to take are advantage. Remaining seated on the bike Holly pulled out her weapon and pointed it in wait for the stranger to appear. In a casual tone she spoke,
” So I'm Holly and I'm a Gemini,” with a deep breath she held the weapon tight,” See what's the story is with this guy and we'll get back to the house.”
He'd help him lay down, not miffed at all that the guy didn't just pop the pills. He'd cover him back up and grab the water bottle strapped to his belt. He'd unscrew it and offer it to the man before Jonah tried to tell him his name- Aaron still insisted he drink. The guy was not doing good. As he went through it, Aaron would furrow his brow before giving a little nod.
"Ah. Jonah. My name is Aaron."
He'd turn his head a little while he was crouched by the sofa, looking over as Sean said he would take care of it. Aaron would bring both his eyebrows up just a little but shrug and nod before standing and heading over to where Knuckles (who had followed him into the room) had dragged his duffle. Pulling off his shirt, Aaron winced- the cloth stunk of sweat and blood, and he needed a new one. Crouching, he pulled open his pack and got out a blue T-shirt, pulling it onto his torso as he stood. Then he would turn back to the others as Sean asked for introductions.
"I'm-"
He cut himself off as his eyes caught on Lila, who had spoke his name.
His jaw went a little slack, shock coming across the generally well controlled gaze of the large male as he saw the blonde he'd left in Colorado standing in the room. He blinked once, twice, then knit his brow together. It had been...what, 8 months since he left her? He'd been forced to join the raiders, and it took him almost two weeks to get the fuck out of there. When he'd gone back to the house, she'd of course left, but took the two dufflebags he'd left in the living room for her, along with his 2 gallons of water, four cans of food and half a dozen medications. How had she found him? What led her here, of all place? Was she...bait after all? Just another tool? He glanced at the others and asked himself a difficult question- was this a setup?
He prepped himself mentally to kill everyone in the room.
"Lila...? What are-"
His eyes widened as the glass ashtray flew at him. He tried to jerk his body back so that it hit his chest instead of his jaw, but it's edge smashed into his collarbone, fracturing it fully, but not quite breaking it in two due to the muscle around it absorbing the force of the heavy object.
"AUUGH FUCK-"
It knocked him off his feet onto his ass, pain radiating up through his spine like a mind-shattering wave. A swift sweat broke over his scalp. His entire left arm went dead, the nerves in his hand tingling as his body tried to adjust to the sudden damage. He gripped his left bicep with his right hand, eyes shut and teeth clenched. Knuckles leapt between them, and his fur jumped up on end. His tail was between his legs, ears back and lips curled. He bared his teeth, with drool coming off his lips as he slowly backed up, putting the rest of the people in the room within his eyeline, trying his best to see who would move for his master first so that he could deal some serious damage. His snarl rattled down his body and if anyone attempted to come close, he'd snap at them. If they tried to come closer, he would attack, aiming to leap forward and grab a calf full on and drag them away, twisting his head this way and that to tear and shred the meat of the leg. Assuming, of course, everyone stayed away this would be avoided.
Aaron scooted backward toward the wall and deftly drew his pistol, flipping the safety off as he did so. His hand was fast, sure and practiced- it was like he was trained to do this. Since. Y'know. He was. At this moment, he felt under assault, and was prepared to defend himself with terminal force. He raised his gun and pointed it around the room, waiting to see who would attack him.
Post by Jonah Sexton on Apr 26, 2016 22:54:22 GMT -5
The company of the taller and notcibly more fit man named Aaron was nice for a moment. Then Sean came inthe living room and acted weird about the strangers questionable ask of kindness. Was it weird though? They have been friends for an alfully long time before the world went to the toilet and they had to take care of each other after the dead rised. Mostly it was Sean keeping Jonah from certain death but even the pale sickly looking young man had saved Sean from time to time.
Taking the medicine was much easier decision when Sean handed the two pills. He took a sip of the water while his light blue eyes watched while his pale asked for introduction. Aaron, was the big and- shirtless!? W-when did the shirt come off and the muscles come out? Why was Jonah beginning to sweat more then before and feel the 'weird feelings' again? The young man's legs crossed as he sat on the couch to try and dissuade from the sight of his 'situation' in that region. Boners happen randomly! That is what he kept telling himself anyways..
This had no connections with the sight of the Adonis like specimen of a man.. Right? If Jonah would stop taking in breaths of air faster then he could think perhaps he would have heard Lila's name. Her name hadn't registered at all in his train of thought. Then their was something thrown at Aaron in a blur and a dog growling in the room. Jonah tried to reach for Sean as he was the closest to him after handing the medicine found earlier. In that small attempt Jonah found a way to fuck it up.
With everything going on it was hard to focus on Sean and what he reached for was air that floated to the left side of Sean's body. Jo without a body to catch on to after performing a weak and sudden lunge intended at Sean, He fell to the carpet but not before the already bruised corner of his forehead made contact with the edge of the table. Jo was out cold with the a huge knot where the bruise had been. As an icing on the cake of shit thrown at Jonah he was the first to make a quick motion in the direction toward Aaron which wasn't so good with being not awake and on the floor as easy access for the mutt.
(Implied that Jo could get attacked by the dog. Figured it should be him if anyone was going to get fucked up by the dog. So if no one opposes.. Or does anything in character.. Jonah should become the dogs chew toy )
Last Edit: Apr 27, 2016 15:50:59 GMT -5 by Sisa Huamani
Post by Sean Delfino on Apr 27, 2016 23:39:11 GMT -5
Sean rolled his eyes as Lila once more asked if he was ok. “Yes he is.” Sean insured her. “He his slightly sick, but not taking it well.” He added. “But don’t we all look a bit shitty these days.” He said with a little smile. He then focused back to the room and noticed Aaron changed clothes, he hadn o clue when it happened, since he was busy with the girl. Then Sean learned that the name of the girl was Lila Robinson. “Nice to meet you.” He replied.
Sean was just about to introduce himself, when he saw the look on Lila her face. It was as if she had seen a ghost. He looked at the man as Lila seemed to know him, she called him Aaron and seemed very surprised. Sean then saw how she grabbed a chair to sit on, it was then he knew, she was surprised, but not in a good way.
But soon after he watched her taking a seat, shit hit the fan. Before Sean knew what was going on, he heard how she yelled that Aaron left her, followed by a glass ashtray flying towards the man. He couldn’t even finish his sentence, cause the ashtray didn’t miss its target. It hit him good and caused him to fall on his ass. Then it was like a chained reaction, Aaron hit the floor causing the dog to get angry and ready to attack.
As if that wasn’t enough, Jonah added some extra spice. Sean noticed how Jonah wanted to grab him, but missed, causing him to hit the edge of the table with his head, before crashing onto the carpet, landing close to Aaron, nearly hitting him. Sean knew the dog couldn’t have much more, so as fast as he could, he grabbed Jonah from the floor. He was surprised by his own strength, he lifted Jo with one arm, while having his other ready to defend himself, from flying ashtrays or attacking dogs. It must have been the adrenaline that made it possible to pull his friend from the floor. He softly tossed him back onto the couch.
He wanted to check on his, since it was a nasty fall, but first he had to calm the situation. “That’s enough!” he yelled as loud as he could. “You get that dog under control, before he bites someone.” he spoke stern to Aaron, before turning his head to Lila. “And you calm the fuck down and stop throwing with things.” He said in the same stern turn while looking at her. “Now this is the fucking reason, why I want everyone to hand over guns.” He said looking from Lila back to Aaron. “Imagine what could have happened.” He added. This was exactly why Sean hated meeting new people during the apocalypse. You never know what will happen, what kind of people you are meeting. He hoped they had a very good explanation.
“Now and explanation for world war three, during the apocalypse, would be nice.” Sean said once more stern. “Start talking.” He added as he made his way over to Jonah, checking how he was doing. He softly slapped his cheek. “You ok buddy?” he asked worried.
(Sorry Jo, Sean would never let you big dog food xD.)
Post by Lila Robinson on Apr 28, 2016 5:28:34 GMT -5
Lila immediately regretted throwing the ashtray as soon as it flew from her fingertips. It all happened so fast that she gasped when she saw the glass make contact with his body, causing something to crack. Her hands went to her face as the entire situation snowballed out of control with Jonah trying to help and losing his footing also.
Her hands went to her face, covering her mouth as her eyes went wide. Knuckles, the dog she remembered as his guard dog went on the defense as did Aaron. She just wanted to scare him, she didn't mean to hurt him.
"Oh God, I'm sorry!" She quickly rushed over to Aaron but as she got closer, Knuckles lashed out barking and giving her fair warning. She wanted to take it all back, but the damage had been done. It wouldn't surprise her in the least if they wanted her to just go. At the rate Ralse and Holly were moving outside, it was possible she could just run out to her truck and head off. But she needed gas and she knew she wouldn't get far.
When Sean demanded to know what was going on, it was up to her to explain everything.
"Me...and..him...we..." She looked over to Aaron who was in too much pain to probably give a shit what she said right now but he would see that regret on her face if that were to offer any consolation to him. She was shaking a bit from her anger that quickly turned into regret for her actions. Sean already had her gun and now Aaron was pointing his at them. "Aaron, put the gun down...I'm...I'm not gonna do anything. Call of Knuckles so you can get help."
"We met before. It's ...I don't know. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to..." She was at a loss for words on what just happened. Her immediate anger had caused a series of events that were not going to bode well for her. "I'm sorry."
She pretty much assumed this was the end of the line for her when it came to this group. She wasn't going to run off for fear that Knuckles was going to go right after her as he was trained to do. Plus, if she left, it may look like she was the hostile aggressor in all this...which really, she was.
Last Edit: Apr 28, 2016 5:30:44 GMT -5 by Lila Robinson
"I'm Ralse," said Holly's passenger, who then glanced sideways at her, "Scorpio... I think. Or Saggitarius, I dunno. I'm... whatever's between those two, I guess." He was born on November 30th, but he'd never really followed horoscopes for various reasons. He was mainly indulging the astrological nuances of this conversation in hopes that this Holly woman wouldn't suddenly pull a gun on him or raise the front tire of her bike off the ground, sending Ralse tumbling backwards into the horde to be devoured.
"I don't know anyone back there, no idea who the kid on the other bike is, either, but hopefully he leads the rest of the zombies away," Ralse said, feeling the vibration of the bike's rear tire in his groin. It was an unpleasant, but galvanizing feeling that kept him firmly aware of where he was and what he was doing. He looked back at the other bike somewhere behind the herd. "If whoever's on that other bike back there decides to pull any funny shit, get us alongside him," Ralse said, reaching back with one hand to place it on the handle of his axe. "I'll take care of it."
Post by Raylen Newberry on Apr 28, 2016 7:49:34 GMT -5
He followed them struggling a bit as he attempts to weave through the walkers shifting his weight from left to right then as he makes it through the hoard he suddenly turns and continues following the two. As he approaches the two on the bike he turns and leans to the left swinging his bike around and putting his left foot down then he swings his right leg around the bike and lets go of it causing it to slide on the road ahead of him.
He refrains from drawing his pistol trying his best to keep them from thinking he's hostile. He then swings his backpack around his left shoulder then grabbing it with his right hand holding it up above his head. "i aint gonna hurt you!" he yells to them "i have supplies right here! FOOD! water! even a couple first aids!" he then slowly begins to approach the two.
Holly remained calm as the second dirt bike came to stop, she listened to what he had to say and slowly lowered her weapon but kept it in her hand.
” Forgive me but, I still ain't sure why your following me if you have food and meds. “ She was still unsure of Ralse, but he had demonstrated a more caring touch when it came to others,Unless you got something of interest you you cut the fucking crap and let us what you want.
She stood there for a second as she began to realise the horde would be upon then soon if they didn't move, ” Second taught, take out your weapon clip, but you can keep one round in your chamber. I'll do the same.” Her eyes remained locked on him, ” We're going to move down the end of this road and take the second left, ”
Holly turned her attention to Raise,” We’ll have to move quick and quietly. As I don't want to lead them back to the house. There's a dumpster we can leave the bikes behind, from there we can move through the back gardens to the back door.” Her attention turned back to the stranger,” You can decide what to do with him, take him or send him on his way. ”
Turning suddenly, Knuckles jaw snapped closed- the German Sheppard had intended to bite Jonah right in the face. Had Sean not picked Jo up bodily, Knucks' teeth would be clamped right in the middle of the mans face, shredding the tissue. However, as Jonah was jerked backward, Knuckles slinked back into place, turning his eyes on Lila and snapping at her too as she started over, the girl backing off and calming him down.
Aaron, seeing Sean taking control, wouldn't wait for the man (or even listen to him) to order his dog to back down. He'd give a sharp whistle and a snap before re-clenching his teeth, the agony having caused the gun to slip from his grasp and clatter to the floor by his leg. The collarbone was the most painful bone to break for a reason, he could see.
"T-the bag, knuckles!"
The dog would leer at everyone as he very slowly leaned over and clasped his teeth on the bag, slowly walking backward toward Aaron with it, his snarl still present and his eyes cruel. The large pup was prepared to kill anyone who came close. As he stopped right next to Aaron he would lean over, his eyes still on the room, and gently lick Aaron's face a couple times, a low wine eeping from his throat. Tilting his face away a little so his pups tongue would hit his jaw, Aaron opened the pack and withdrew some medical tape and a shirt. Slapping the end of the tape on his other shoulder, he wound it around his back, groaning under his breath at the pain as he would use the shirt to makeshift-sling his arm. Once done, he was sweating again. Knuckles was staring at the room, standing next to him but was no longer snarling. Aaron grabbed his gun and slipped the safety on before slipping it into his holster.
Initially, he thought they were attacking him. But she was just angry that he'd abandoned her. That was not just understandable, it was expected. She had a right to be angry, to want to lash out, to even hate him if that was the case. He'd lean back, finally done with the sling (and the total torture putting it on had done to his body) and therefore letting his head rest against the wall as he stared at the floor. After her second apology, Aaron would come back to his feet, Knuckles panting from the adrenaline and excitement of before.
He didn't respond to her accusation or the request for more information. Instead he tapped Knuckles' head and pointed at the glass ashtray that was responsible for his current predicament. He'd point back over at the table, and Knuckles would trot over, setting the device on top of it before coming back over toward him. He'd stare at Lila now, unabashedly, for a moment or two before looking over at Sean.
"Just old mistakes coming back to bite me. Everything else is between me and her. Now, you got a plan to get all of us out of here?"
He had no plans to address his now broken collar, intent to move on despite the sudden distraction.
Last Edit: Apr 28, 2016 15:12:05 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Jonah Sexton on Apr 28, 2016 15:41:47 GMT -5
(Jonah will remain knocked out / unconscious. I will post him waking up when it's my turn again Jonah is bleeding from the head, still looking like a walker bite victim but what else is new)
Post by Sean Delfino on Apr 29, 2016 23:32:15 GMT -5
Sean watched how Lila apologized and wanted to get to Aaron, but was stopped by the dog. Sean once more rolled his eyes, this whole situation was working in his last nerves. He was glad when Lila finally started to explain, or at least started. She took a pause and then Sean heard how she asked Aaron to put down the gun and call the dog back.
Sean turned his head and it wasn’t until then that he noticed Around had his gun out. ‘Fuck.’ He thought. From that moment he decided to never ever make deals and let someone keep a gun. He was about to get his own gun out, but heard Lila trying to explain the situation once more, but all he heard was how sorry she was.
He once more rolled his eyes. “Look we all need to calm down, saying sorry a thousand times won’t take his pain away.” He said looking at Lila. “And shooting someone else won’t either.” He added looking at Aaron.
Then the dog was finally whistled back. Sean then watched how Aaron took care of himself and the damage Lila caused. “You know, it would be easier if you let us help, for crying out loud.” Sean said starting to get annoyed. He wouldn’t step closer since the dog still looked like an angry wolverine. “But have it you way, I’m not coming close with that gremlin looking like that.” He spoke calm. “Oh and don’t get me wrong, I love dogs, only not the ones that eat you alive.” He added, making a slight joke.
Then he took two steps backwards and sat down in the couch next to Jonah, who wouldn’t wake up. “Jo?” he asked calm, but no reaction. “He better be ok.” He spoke stern. “Cause if not, then not even the dog will be able to save you.” He added. Sean and hs bug mouth, he wasn’t a douche, he was actually quite nice, but that mouth was a different story. But at his point of view, they were strangers and he wanted to keep his friend safe.
Then Aaron seemed finally done and tapped the dog his head, the animal seemed to be calmed down now. After the taps, the dog took the ashtray and brought it back to the table. “What, she gets another chance?” he asked surprised. “This time going for a strike?” he joked.
Sean then looked back at Aaron, who finally explained some more about their past, it was very mysterious though, but he didn’t need to know more. “Well guess that’s enough info, as long as I’m sure you both aren’t crazy it’s alright.” He spoke. He also heard how Aaron asked to get out of here. “Baby steps.” He spoke. “I haven’t been able to introduce myself, with all this drama.” He spoke.
“My name is Sean and my friend over here is Jonah.” He spoke. “Even though I just saw a flying ashtrays, an angry dog and a gun, it’s still nice to meet some new people. “ he added. “Now to answer your question, I will wait until Jonah feels better, he’s sick and I bet the fall on the floor didn’t help.” Sean said in a worried tone as he looked at Jo.
Then he got a brilliant idea. He remembered how Jonah and Himself had been looking for a place te build something, try to help other survivors. “Now to be honest, there are worse places to be stuck.” He said. “We have electricity, bet the water works and there is food around.” He added. “Jo and I have been looking for a place to stay, try to build a live, try build a place for other survivors, where they can be safe, maybe this it and we’ll just stay here.” Sean explained. “I think this settlement is fallen, seeing how the lights were on and so on.” He spoke. “So if I stay, I would try to rebuild this.” He said. “That being said, it’s up to you guys what you all want to do.” He added.
Post by Lila Robinson on Apr 30, 2016 6:23:41 GMT -5
Lila backed off. She knew she had to as Aaron nursed himself. She could tell the new host was getting annoyed and as Jonah fell to the ground, all she could do was gasp. Apparently she had just made things worse with her sudden temper. But that was not about to last.
Sean made his introductions and before she could respond with anything more, Aaron spoke and what he said made things worse.
"Mistake? I'm a mistake? Is that what it was?" That ashtray was looking tempting again but instead of making things worse for everyone, she clenched her jaw, glared at Aaron and spoke with a terse voice. It was quite possible what he said was taken out of context but she didn't care. She heard what she heard and she interpreted it that way.
"Look, thanks for letting me come in to get away from that horde, but may it's best I leave. Don't wanna make any more mistakes." She looked at Aaron with a fierce, icy stare as she said that.
She looked towards the table at the front where her gun was, having heard the horde being drawn away by the pair out front. Her feet moved back towards the front window, looking to see if she could see how many were left out front. Her truck was close by and she could see the ones that Ralse killed laying dead on the ground near it. She could sprint, start the engine and be on her merry way. As she peeked out, she spoke.
"Alls I need to know is where I am then I'll be out of ya'lls hair."
She didn't look back. She didn't want to. She found a connection with Aaron and then, just like that, it was gone. He used her and that's all there was to it. Maybe, in a way, she used him too. Whatever it was, it led to a bit of tequila infused hurt feelings. Either way, whatever it was that her and Aaron had was gone by morning. Not that it was anything really but making connections with other people, real people, was important to her. She was on her own and often times found herself scared of the unknown and even more scared of the unseen. At least the biters had a mission...to eat. The living was another story. Raiders, rapists, bandits, cannibals, all the lawless that would use a girl like her to their advantage. She should have counted herself lucky with Aaron.
Right now though, she was just thinking of getting away from him when she should have been thinking that this was possibly a group that could help her...and she could help them.
Last Edit: Apr 30, 2016 6:25:57 GMT -5 by Lila Robinson
Ralse looked over his shoulder at the approaching horde. They were slow, but they didn't stop to talk or rest like the rest of them did. "She's got a point," Ralse said, turning to look at the fellow on the second motorbike. "But whether or not any of us have food, meds, company or shiny crotch-rockets to ride, the smart thing is continuing to move. If you want company or to be helpful or whatever, you eject your clip and follow alongside us to wherever the lady wants us to go. Once we're there and out of harm's way, we can shake hands, exchange business cards, whatever."
He turned to Holly. "Let's move now, talk when we get situated." His voice dropped to just above a whisper that the owner of the other bike more than likely wouldn't hear. "If he pulls any shit, we'll deal with it, then. Just keep your eyes open and your gun handy, Gemini."
With a soft pat to her shoulder, Ralse once again rested his hand on the head of his axe, worriedly glancing back at the approaching undead.
Last Edit: Apr 30, 2016 15:52:50 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Raylen Newberry on May 2, 2016 8:13:05 GMT -5
He listens to them hoping they'll trust him enough to let him join them raylen has been alone for so long he just wants someone else to be there to watch his back. As they're talking he can hear the walkers getting close.
"alright! lets move!"
he says as he turns and picks his bike up then swings his leg around to the side and starts the bike up again. a couple get to close and he shoots one of them before pulling the throttle. he then continues following the two.
Holly watched as the stranger just made every infected unaware of them nearby suddenly all too aware of them. If she had of been with him for a while she’d of settled this with the way she knew best. But she didn't know him, so she would give him a chance by not shooting him on the spot. By her guess they had five minutes till the infected were upon them, with that she kicked the bike stand out and turned to Ralse.
” We need to be quiet and not let of shots. Disarm him or I kill him. One or the other. ”
With that Holly stepped away from the bike. Grabbing two bottles out of her bag she with her other hand broke her own order and let off a shot into a window of a clothing store. Holly proceeded to light the cocktails and threw them into store. As the fire took root Holly returned to her bike.
” We move on foot,”
Holly grabbed the handle bars of the bike and pushed the bike down street. Holly be lying if she said it was easy and no sweat but it was what was needed if they wanted to not attract the infected. But living among the infected had made Holly all too aware of a few mussels she didn't even know she had, so as quick and quiet as she could she pushed the bike down a small alley between some shops. Placing the bike behind some bins Holly pointed the direction they needed to go.
” Do this right and the dead will continue to walk away from the house to the fire away from us. So let's keep the noise to a minimum” Her eyes locked onto Raylen and as she spoke she showed how much she was still enraged by his actions ” I don't want to waste anymore of my supplies on foolish idoits.”
With that said she moved at a pace down the alley towards the house. The alley was clear of infected as they finally reached the back door. Holly raised her hand offering one of them to take the lead to knock.
Gritting his teeth, Ralse stepped towards Raylen and held his hand out. "Keep your clip, but give me the gun. It's not the same make as hers, so I'm pretty sure I can't load one of her rounds into it and use it against you. If you want to come with us, hand it over. If not, get to stepping quick, fast and in a hurry in the other direction so that you don't make this harder for us."
After that, Ralse slipped his axe out of his backpack and carried it at the ready. He walked as quickly and quietly as he could behind Holly with Raylen tailing behind him. As they walked behind buildings, he snuck a peek at the herd walking the other direction towards the fire. They were taking the bait well enough, but if they made any more noise, they'd be serving themselves up as a moveable buffet.
And with each step, the number of shambling monsters diminished and the house grew nearer. Holly stepped aside for one of them to knock, so Ralse took the lead. With his axe in his right hand, he gently rapped on the back door to the house, hoping that whoever was inside was as friendly as they were.
(Note: Raylen - Sorry for powergaming, bud. Everyone else - Sorry for breaking order, but we needed to get the rest of us to the house.)
That was the second time the kid threatened him. On the third, Aaron would have to speak with his fists rather than continue to be peppered with threats. And if this was what his life here was going to be- shit being thrown at him and someone constantly trying to dick measure, maybe it was best he go. Lila, though, had other plans. She just had to take what he said completely out of context. He stared at her before opening his mouth to answer. It looked, for a moment, like he might argue with her or fight her on the topic but almost right after, he closed his mouth again and looked away. What could he say that would make it any better? Why would she believe what he said?
It was better that she hate him for it. He’d asked her to join him, seemed to have gotten some release from her, then abandoned her the next morning. And the things he’d had to watch, to suffer with while he was with that group…he deserved to be hated.
He stayed quiet, and Knuckles let out a low whine. He’d glance over at the man who said he wanted to rebuild. Aaron would let out a sigh and finally respond.
“It’s a novelist idea. But I have to wonder if you haven’t thought through the pros and cons of a settlement like this. You have to find and clear out the walkers. Find a source of power, build and repair homes and machinery. Put up defenses. Grow fruit. Have a system of law. Deal with hoards and raiders. Shit isn’t easy, and is impossible to do alone. As you said, this is a fallen settlement- it fell for a reason.”
He’d seen plenty of places like this. A few still standing but most….just crumbled under the pressure. That wasn't to say....he wouldn't be interested in coming aboard. Assuming this dysfunctional little group could get their shit together. As Lila said she was leaving, Aaron clicked his tongue, holding out a hand for Knucks to stay put as he'd move into the room and lean against the hall wall, talking to her back.
"That's it, then? You're the type run away from your problems, huh? Didn't really peg you for that kind of person."
Post by Jonah Sexton on May 2, 2016 13:47:06 GMT -5
Jonah began to awaken from his little nap he had started when his he'd struck the corner of the table. Bright blue eyes flickered into view behind his opening eyelids as a groan escaped through his soft lips. Slowly he sat up from where he was laid on the couch, touching the knot that had formed on his forehead. His lip curled slightly as he felt it and put pressure on it wincing at the bruising. It would be fine later but the dog and Aaron were a whole mother problem. Due to the nap he only remembered Lila saying sorry vaguely or maybe it was someone else.
Lila by the pale young man's standards was the least threatening besides himself. Jonah ignored Sean's attention if given any for the pen on paper. Hastefully jotting down the words he wished to say out loud. After all that was written he folded the notebook page into a paper airplane. He coughed onto the paper by accident before getting up on his wobbly legs and launched it at Lila. It flew right at one of Lila boobs causing a blush to appear on Jonah very sickly face. Of all the places to hit it had to be the weirdest.
His ears caught what Aaron was saying and understood. Maybe they just had two entirely different views on the outcome of the situation. Frankly Jonah was only understanding what hand been said because of what Aaron had said back toward Sean. The companion must have brought up the idea of a settlement? They had been talking about it for a while and with this many people plus the peo- his train of thought came to a halt as the clear sound of knocking on the back door dances around his red ears. Jonah gave his best friends arm a tug in that direction as if to ask him to answer it while turning his attention to Aaron after taking a seat.
"Weee hav oooo ryyyy." Of course his speech made him embarrassed whenever he tried. The statement remained understandable which was saying a lot without saying much at all. His stare remained on Aaron. Slightly he tilted his head as if looking for answer to his statement. What was the point in simply trying huh? Wasn't like any of them had anything better to do besides survive and what not. Then he looked in the direction of the back door wondering who their new friends were.
(The Paper Plane reads: Dear Lila. I don't know what the fuck is going on or why the dog is growling so much or why Aaron is being an ass but please think about your decision before making it based on emotion or fear or whatever it is, ok? Also please stop throwing stuff in the house. Love Jonah... Aka Sick Mofo.)
Post by Sean Delfino on May 2, 2016 23:51:59 GMT -5
Sean once more rolled his eyes as the bickering went on, between Lila and Aaron. From what he could hear, the two had a history, they were some sort of couple and if Aaron just called her a mistake, it was pretty rude, but Sean didn’t interfere, it was none of his business.
He then heard how Lila thanked them for letting her stay, but also said she would son leave. Sean knew it was because of what Aaron said, the icy glare in his direction made sure everyone noticed whose fault it was. She asked that all she needed was to know where she was and then she would be gone. Sean sighed “Let’s all stay calm.” He spoke. “You two clearly have some things to talk about, so I suggest you both do that and decided after the talk if you want to stay or not.” Sean spoke. “Cause believe me, this place is one of the better things I have seen for months, and rushing the decision, because of this fight is not smart, give it some time, like i said thin kabout if after you talked to eachother. ” He added.
Sean then looked at Aaron as he reacted to his idea of rebuilding the place. He let him talk and then replied. “Well Jonah and I have thought about it, we’ve been searching for a good place, for months.” Sean spoke. “Giving this place a quick check, I tried to thing of the pro’s and con’s, of course I saw too little to already know.” He added. “But come on without hope we have nothing.” He spoke. “Besides scratch the power supply off the list, cause I’m pretty sure the electricity get his power from the wind mills.” He spoke. “But all the other things you say make sense, that’s also why we have been searching for people that have that same vision.” He spoke. “Cause all the things you said will take forever if only two people do it.” Sean said. “But do it in group and it might work.” He added.
Then he sighed. “This is something that would give us an extra boost to go on, you know.” He spoke. “Give an extra meaning to our lives, try to build up a life and in the process a safe place for other survivors.” He added. “That is the whole reason, Jonah and I came up with the idea.”
Then paused for a couple seconds. “Anyways, only time will tell if we pull it off.” He said looking at Jonah. “But all help is welcome.” He added looking from Aaron to Lila. “But if you guys rather go on, not a problem, you are free to go, just wanted to offer it.” He spoke with a slight smile. “Might be weird since you barely know me at all, but a common purpose forges bonds.” He said again looking from Lila to Aaron.
Then he heard Aaron his comment to Lila, he smiled and shook his head. “But first you guys need to figure some things out I’m afraid.” He said. Mere seconds later Sean heard a groan, his eyes turned to Jonah and saw him waking up.
Sean wanted to ask if he was doing ok, but Jonah immediately grabbed his notebook and started writing. He just watched him and saw how he made a paper plane form the note after he was done. He then launched it at Lila and landed in-between her boobs. He gently pulled Jonah back o nthe couch. “First of all, are you ok?” he asked. “Second, what was that all about?” he asked raising an eyebrow.
But before Jonah could answer Sean heard the knocking, followed by a soft nudge on his arm by Jonah. He looked at him as he tried to speak, but he didn’t understand a thing. Lucky for Jonah, Sean had been used to it and actually knew what he meant, without even understanding him. “Yeah I know I’ll check it out, calm down.” He said with a smile. “It’s like an hotel already, people keep coming.” He spoke. “People heads up, we never know who’s on the other side.” Sean spoke grabbing his gun from the holster and walking to the backdoor.
“Who’s there?” Sean asked. “What do you want?” he added.
Shauna Kelly: That helped, thank you
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Ayita Hunt: dang, January was my last post.. Jeez it's been a hot minute. o7 guys, sorry for the complete disappearance, life got.. a little interesting this year.
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