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Abby shot Max a glare as he made his comment about cooking being beneath her, "I...nevermind." She glanced around the room, and shut off the water, and leaned against the counter. She listened to Max, 'Well...we could stay, I mean, I can think of far worse things." She visible trembled and then hugged herself and moved off the counter, as if she needed space , distance from everything. She sniffed herself and had to agree, they all were a bit ripe and maybe they should bathe then eat. He flicked off the light and she froze. Her eyes scanning the room. She...glanced at Max, "Did you...hear that?"
Max Rivers
Daryl Dixon Kind Of Badass Who's Probably Related To Him Overall Badass
Death and destruction follow me everywhere I go, so you best back the fuck up.
Post by Max Rivers on Feb 17, 2015 21:32:50 GMT -5
Max just chuckeld at her reaction to his comment about cooking. He then paused and looked at the group. "I think we should stay. We have a chance here, if we actaully try."
When he heard the voice he went quiet. "I hear it too," he said grabbing his gun. "Friends of yours charles," he asked looking at him. He crouched low and went towards door. "If they are bad we kill them. Don't take any chances."
Max seemed to have taken up a defensive stance so as he walked towards the door he unholstered his mp7 and handed it over. He whispered to max "High rate of fire guns are always better against the living."
After that he walked straight to the door and opened it slightly
"Hand over any weapons through the door we don't want any trouble but we need to be safe. If you comply we will let you in. Otherwise you can turn around and walk away."
Though he said it he wasn't sure he meant it. He wasn't sure now that they had made plans to stay here thst he could just let someone walk away. You never knew with people these days.
Abby stood in the kitchen door way. She glanced and looked at the back door. If there was one, there could be more. On instinct she moved fast and shut the big door to the outside from the kitchen and locked it. She pulled the small curtain and started peering outside, looking to see what she could see. She glanced at Sarah, 'Is that door to the outside from the utility room locked?: she hissed in a whisper. She made a motion with her hand, for Sarah to go and cover that door.
Addilyn raises an eyebrow, and makes a 'pfft' sound.
"I can't give you all my weapons, but I'll give you the deadliest"
She hands him her 9mm handgun, a machete, and revolver with a muffler. She kept a small flip knife in the inside pocket of her leather jacket. 'If they pat me down I swear...' she thinks with a slight smile.
"There that's what I could kill you with. I will not give you my knife, because I trust you as much as you trust me"
She crosses her arms over her chest her hazel eyes revealing nothing.
Sarah stood shocked, as she watched the others react to a voice. She saw Charlie and Max head to the front door, and then saw Abby react and shut and lock the back one.
Abby's words snapped her out of it, "yea...I.." she didn't finish, just grabbed her gun off the counter and headed through the pantry. She moved quick and went to the utility room door to the outside. It was locked, and she pulled the small curtain in it's window, she didn't see anything.
She was unsure of what to do. Go help the guys? Stay here? GO back to the kitchen with Abby? She glanced around , and listened to hear what was going on.
Max Rivers
Daryl Dixon Kind Of Badass Who's Probably Related To Him Overall Badass
Death and destruction follow me everywhere I go, so you best back the fuck up.
Post by Max Rivers on Feb 17, 2015 22:02:57 GMT -5
"Not gonna be okay there icy," Max said through the door. He held the gun Charles had handed him awkwardly, as he only had the one arm.
"All the weapons or we open fire, no excpetions," he said calmly. "I've killed people for less, so don't think I wont." What he said there was truth in his voice. He looked back at the girls in the kitchen then at the door. "All the wesoons. Or you walk away." He wasn't going to let this person off easy. They were finally safe, and no one was messing that up.
He looked at charles, "be ready. They don't seem. Like the cooperating type. The attitude need adjusting," he said in a hushed tone. The person only had a knife now, but he still wasn't taking chances.
"How do I know as soon as I give you all my weapons, you kill me and take all my stuff?!?!"
She thought it was a good point, because her sister got killed that way. She still clung to the memory of the day her sister was killed. Since then Addilyn had been wondering alone aimlessly.
"You don't, and that's a risk your gonna have to take. The risk were taking is letting you live when for all we know you have friends waiting for you to come back and point us out. We're all taking risks here. Just gotta determine if you can live with the risk we asked you to take."
His tone left no room for argument. He couldn't risk this place. Not after they had all agreed to make it a home. He would protect this place at any cost. Even if that cost was murder.
Abby kept glancing down the hall to the front door. She could make out some of what was going on, not all.
The person who was on the outside was female, she could tell that much, but Max and charlie were not giving in , why? She glanced out the window and saw nothing. Maybe she was alone? A thought struck her. If this was different. She and Max might pull this trick, send Abby to the door and he be scoping it all out. Damn, she hated her brain, but you couldn't just trust, right? She moved a bit away from the door, and hissed at Sarah, 'Hey...Sarah....see anything your way?"
She grumbled. Then grabbed the knife out of pocket and handed it to Charles. 'I can't believe it! I have gone completely insane!' the words were meant to be a thought, but came out as an inaudible mumble. She stood outside the door tapping her foot. She was wearing a green t-shirt under her brown leather jacket, with grey skinny jeans. Her brown hair was up in a pony tail with small strands of hair stuck to her face.
Sarah heard Abby, 'No...nothing." she shot back at her. She slowly crept out of the utility room and now stood in the kitchen doorway to the pantry. If someone tried to get in, she would ahve time to react, she told herself.
She couldn't see what was going on, but she could hear now. It was a woman. She looked at Abby, and raised a brow. She set down her gun and moved into the hallway to get a better view. "Charlie...what's going on? You can't leave her out there defenseless." She looked at him and Max, "Hey...we all trusted each other, right...." she glanced back at Abby.
Max Rivers
Daryl Dixon Kind Of Badass Who's Probably Related To Him Overall Badass
Death and destruction follow me everywhere I go, so you best back the fuck up.
Post by Max Rivers on Feb 17, 2015 22:28:03 GMT -5
Max raised his eyebrow at charles. "Do we let her in," he asked in a hushed tone. "She unarmed herself. But she can still be a threat." He looked at her through the window. "She's just a young girl. Younger than abby. We can't leave her in the cold. I'm opening up, keep your gun aimed just incase."
He opened the door. "You can enter. Stand by the wall over there," he said pointing towards the fireplace. "Allstar, Sarah. Come out show her we have females too. Se we don't seem like two creept oldgen. One of you pat her down as well. Better you do that me or Charles." He eyed the girls. "What's your name?"
Last Edit: Feb 17, 2015 22:28:29 GMT -5 by Max Rivers
He looked to Max as she handed over what she said were the last of her weapons.
"If she even twitches wrong..." He said in a voice loud enough so that the woman would hear him. He trusted that neither party needed him to finish the sentence to get the point.
Charles grabbed the knife and tucked it into his pocket the he opened the door just enough for her to comebin. As soon as she was in he would close the door behind her.
When she was in he looked at her and simply asked "Are you bitten?"
She walks to the wall nervous they had the advantage now.
"Addilyn. My name is Addilyn. I was not bitten. And I swear if you place hands on me I will knee you"
She keeps pressed against the wall. A scowl on her face. She takes off her jacket and sets it on the ground, her clothes were tight, so she would be unable to hide another weapon
Abby heard Max call her. She had watched Sarah go into the hall already. She moved to stand behind Sarah, 'So...who's the bitch?" She raised a brow and looked at the girl. She was acting like a total witch. She rolled her eyes, "Sarah, you deal with her." She shook her head and walked back to the kitchen.
She knew the type, had seen them plenty in high school and Abby was not going to deal with it. She glanced at Max as she leaned against the wall, but the kitchen door.
Sarah shot a glare at Abby, and shook her head. She looked at Max and Charlie too, "Alright...Addilyn...I'm Sarah...that's Max, "she pointed to him, "and Charlie, 'again she pointed, 'and the female that was a bit snarky was Abby, though, you aren't being the most friendly yourself." She stared at Addilyn, "Look...we are all just trying to stay safe...the guys are protective, but you have to meet us half way, alright." She glanced at the guys, "So..where are you from? You traveling alone?" She took a step forward, 'The guys won't touch you, unless to defend themselves."
"First off... Abby, guess what? Takes a bitch to know a bitch."
She turns to Sarah
"Thanks for the introductions. I won't let any of you touch me even the tiniest bit, unless you want some serious bruises and injuries"
She sits down against the wall looking around the room, memorizing doors, windows, and obstacles. She stayed a good six feet away from the others for good measures. She wasn't sure if this 'protective' group was really protective or just planning to kill her. She sighs before speaking again.
"I'm from South Dakota, but on a trip we came here. My Mother and father were killed by biters, and my sister, well she found a group they took her weapons, killed her, sent dogs after me"
Max Rivers
Daryl Dixon Kind Of Badass Who's Probably Related To Him Overall Badass
Death and destruction follow me everywhere I go, so you best back the fuck up.
Post by Max Rivers on Feb 17, 2015 23:19:40 GMT -5
Max looks at Abby as she walked off. He wanted to go after her but needed to have her at point. He liked at Sarah when she talked and just glared at the young girl. He agreed with what she said, he wouldn't touch her. Until she called abby a bitch. With that he stepped toward her.
"Here take this," he said shoving the gun back at charlie. Then he smirked and brought his fist toward Addilyns face. After it was done he stormed off into the kitchen after Abby. "Hopefully she cooperates now," he yelled as he left.
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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