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Joanna had seen a lot of shit this morning. It was about as much as she could take watching Johnny ruin the grill. Lulu took off in a huff down the street and that left Joanna on the roof with Chandra. Joanna cast her a dirty look before making her way down the roof herself. Mickey slipped back in the front gate bare foot and covered in blood. Poor guy looked like he was teetering on the edge of shitting his pants and puking on the ground.
Joanna moved through the club house quickly. She was going to follow everyone out. She wasn't the closest with Lulu, but at least there wasn't that animosity anymore. At least they somewhat got along. Joanna had started tanning on the roof with her in the mornings despite the fact that she didn't need to be any darker. It was Joey's way of reaching out and trying to make an effort to be closer to her. Truth was Lulu was quite fun. She did pretty much whatever she wanted and basically ran this place. Lulu was a character that was for sure, but it was one that Joey actually enjoyed.
Joanna headed out of the front of the clubhouse to see Mickey grabbing a gun and running through the gate again. What the hell is going on there? She wondered. Joanna hurried along up to the gate to see what was happening. It wasn't smart. She was unarmed and in a bikini, but she was curious how much more shit could happen to them in one morning. When she got to the gate she saw a few trucks parked outside that weren't parked there before. They were running and Mickey was pointing a gun at them.
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Last Edit: Jul 23, 2017 10:45:21 GMT -5 by Deleted
Post by Benny Fleetfoot on Jul 23, 2017 10:32:38 GMT -5
Mickey: Oh asshole you done fucked up, keep it moving! I don't want to have to blow your damn head off.
The door opened on the truck despite Mickey's warning. Out stepped a blonde haired woman with her hands up. Her eyes were shocked. As if she didn't think rolling up on strangers was a dangerous thing anymore. She had stepped out of the passenger's seat.
Julie: Woa woa, easy honey, we're sorry we didn't mea...
Buster: Mickey?!?
Mickey: Buster?
Buster climbed out of the driver's seat with a big grin on his face. Moving around the front of the truck he didn't even turn it off before embracing his brother in a hug. For the moment he thought it was only Mickey. He caught glimpse of Joanna at the gate. He didn't care that she was only in a bikini. Buster walked over and gave her a hug too. Looking back at Mickey he asked.
Buster: You guys the only one's that made it?
His voice was curious, calm and maybe a little hopeful. He wasn't expecting to find anyone here. He had completely forgotten for the moment that he had a group of escaped prisoners with him. He was so wrapped up in the moment that he had forgotten everything else.
William stood leaned against the building as she just watched Lulu and Johnny. The man was so cautious for someone he had seen bring out new levels of violence. Though he didn't have to say no one matched Lulu or even Buster in their gruesome ways. They hadn't seen Buster in years and there was no guarantee the scrawny little fuck was still breathing. Watching the two Leaders of their group and the proposal a smile actually came to his lips for once. Well, more of a smirk that he found it amusing since johnny managed to not get his balls removed because of it.
Finally, things seemed to be back to normal but he was a little annoyed that Johnny had to pop that question to his girl. With Joanna back at the club, he knew how crazy women could get when one gets engaged and wedding fever hits. "Grab Jackie Chan, Ironsides. Can't just leave him to be eaten." Lulu gave the order and he didn't bother to argue. That woman was the boss and he damn well knew it so he searched the passed out man for weapons and then jerked him up by his arm. Pulling the arm over his shoulder and drug the knocked out man along with them.
When they arrived back at the club there were new trucks that had arrived and people piling out of them. All he could see was his Girl standing there in a Bikini and he just dropped the guy he was hauling. Moving through all the people he slid his Jacket off and put it over her body. His gaze caught hers and it wasn't a pleasant one, to say the least. William wasn't the type to make a scene in front of everyone but he would have to punish her in his out way later when everyone settled down. His gaze moved around to see Missy walking up still in her Bikini and then through all these faces.
One was Familiar and a smirk tugged at his Lips. "Well, I'll be Damned. I just thinking about your scrawny spit fuck self. Where you been Buster?" He spoke as he moved over and pulled his Brother into a hug. Stepping back his eyes moved through the group of newcomers to see a Blonde being helped out of a vehicle that was Wearing a Fool's Dice Jacket. Wasnt hard to connect the dots and know Buster had found himself a Queen. Musta have been someone special if she could manage that outta him.
They had stopped briefly after the escape to save the life of the young blonde and treat everyone's wounds. From there Camila urged that they moved the fuck out of California before trouble caught back up to them. No one had any idea of where to head before the Greaser spoke up about heading to his old Club. She didn't like the idea of going to some lair of criminals but seeing as the girlfriend of this guy helped free them. She backed the choice and they all gathered supplies before heading out on the road.
It was a long trip but mostly un eventful except for having a few road blocks and Walker hordes to dispatch. Along their way, she had stopped them at some Military bases to round up some replacement weapons. They managed to Find some Heavy Trucks as well as supplies of MRE's and other things. It was a good score all around and eventually, they made it to their destination. Cutting off the truck she was driving she slid out of the driver's seat and moved around to help Lily out of the other side. Moving around the back the dogs jumped out and she moved to help Megan slowly down from the high truck bed.
Her eyes moved to see some of the residents of this place and it seemed there was some reunion going on. "Great a whole bunch of Civilians." She muttered to herself before looking at Lily. "Stay close Chicka, At least until I can decide if these are good people." Her voice was quiet as she helped Megan move closer to the group forming out front of the building. There was so much going on that she kinda hung back just to see what played out. This wasn't really a place where she saw herself wanting to stay but she would give it a chance. Right now her eyes fell on Julie that was in the center of all these people. The woman was way too friendly and peaceful around strangers.
Joanna watched everyone spilling out of the trucks. There was more people than she expected. It was also more people than she had seen in quite a while. She gasped slightly as she saw all of the people coming out. Suddenly she felt a little foolish being in a bikini. All these people looked beaten and dirty and torn to shit and she was sun tanning? Joanna's cheeks burned with an embarrassing heat for a moment. That was until she saw Will moving towards her with a glare on his face. He didn't look happy.
Joanna zipped up the jacket as it came to rest over her shoulders. Her eyes on the faces in the crowd. She didn't want to catch that gaze again from Will. Will's temperament was hard to put into words. On the one hand, he could be down right sweet.... Sometimes, not often. He liked his things to be his though. Joanna wasn't married to him, but still she felt like a bit of a trophy wife.
The Fools had one rule. Treat you lady right. It was really the only one unbreakable rule here. Will blurred that line a little sometimes with his possessive nature, but she was the same way with him. She was fiercely jealous if his eye wandered anywhere it shouldn't. Joanna could be just as possessive, though she was more passive aggressive than out right pissed off.
Joanna stood there by the gate. Her long tan legs bare beneath the jacket that did little to cover her legs. She shifted her weight as she felt a few of the men from the trucks looking at her. They were looking at Chandra too who was now standing behind them. Will hadn't noticed. He was busy with Buster.
Buster: Yeah, I'm alive. I've been busy...
Buster said reaching his hand out and taking Megan's hand who was not far behind him. He pulled her over in front of Will. He wrapped his arm around her. Buster wasn't really a tall guy, but he was taller than Megan. She had his jacket on and wore it proudly. That made Buster feel good as he made his introductions.
Buster: Megan, this is Will, everyone just calls him Ironsides.
Joanna slipped away inside to get dressed quickly. She threw on a pair of jeans and an old dirty t-shirt. It was just a black shirt, but it was clean-ish. Joanna's light curly hair bounced lightly as she walked back outside. She hoped no one looked at Will's sister. It would be wrestlemania in here real quick.
The escape from the prison had been the worst thing that megan had been through. For a brief period she stopped breathing but they managed to bring her back and save her life. The wounds had been healing slowly but at a steady pace and megan was slowly starting to feel normal again. The discussion was for them to all travel to michigan than a majority would split off and head out on their own. Megan knew Benny had wanted to go back to his old clubhouse snd she pushed for that desicion.
No one denied her when she almost died to free them. Enough time had passed when she wss well on the mend during there travels though she was still in pain. Once they stopped she could hear voices outside and was happy when camila had come to help her out of the back end of the truck. The pain meds had her pretty woozy still but seeing Benny greeting what seemed to be friend made her smile. Hanging back a bit she looked around at the part of their group that was getting ready to split off and leave.
Suddenly her hand was grabbed and she was pulled close to Benny. Her eyes fell on the man infront of her and his cold face. He intimidated her but she took a breath of relief when he followed what she believed was his girlfriend back into the club. "Well he seems like a nice person." Megan said with a smile as she looked over at Benny and lost her balance a bit. Her hands grabbing his arms to hold herself up before her blues eyes moved to see one of the trucks pull off just leaving a few of the escapees left standing her. "So this is where you came from? Bet this city was really somethin of a sight way back when."
The smile on his face seemed to fade as his eyes watched Joey dart back into the club. He heard the introduction to this girl named megan but the look on his face was cold. He just turned and walked away not even saying another word to the long lost brother whom had returned. Moving towards the club he caught her as she was walking back outside. His arm wrapped around her torso and he pushed her back into the building. Spinning her around he took her hand and moved back towards their bedroom which was in the back of the club.
Shutting the door behind them his eyes fell on her before he circled and stopped behind her. One hand on her waist grasping her hip bone. The other moved up her back and his fingers moved to her throat. Pulling her back against his chest he had a firm but not so much choking hold on her neck. His lips were at her ear and his teeth found the lobe. "You know I dont like my toys to be showing off to others. I think you need to be punished." He whispered in a cold and distant tone. His hand shifted and tilted her head and his teeth foind her neck.
"Kneel. Now." He spoke in a firm yet quiet tone as he released her. Moving around her to the chest at the end of the bed he opened it and his finger fumbled over restraints of many types. Pluss out some leather wrist cuffs and he moved back towards her. The object of his desire and anger. Her arms were straight out infront of her. Fastening the cuffs he grasped the clip holjng them together between her wrist and pulled her to a standing postion. Leading her over the the wall by the bed william raised her arms and clipped them to a chain above her head.
She said yes! That's all he needed. His world was set now. Johnny didn't even think twice when he saw the two strangers standing next to the unconscious man. You couldn't peel that smile off his lips. Johnny stood up and looked over. He wasn't sure what they wanted but more than likely they were just some people caught out in the shit.
Johnny: Having a party tonight! You two should come! When's the last fucking time you've been to a party?
Johnny asked Roy and Analia. He basically left it up to them weather or not they wanted to join him. he was beside himself. He truly was the happiest man on earth in that moment. Who cares if the earth's population was cut in half by the outbreak. Still impressive right? Johnny looked back over at Roy and Analia.
Johnny: The Fool's Dice Club, can't miss the sign. If you decide you want to swing by, we got a wedding to celebrate. Drugs, alcohol, fireworks you name it there's now shortage of debotchery to get into tonight.
Johnny threw his arm around Lulu's shoulder and rung her in close. He dangled offer her like one of her accessories, but he kept her close as he walked back to the clubhouse. He turned his back on the stranger who could have been a threat. IN that moment he couldn't see past his own ear to ear grin. Besides they didn't look like much of a threat.
Will grabbed the Asian guy as ordered and the four of them left Roy and Analia to make up their mind what they were going to do. It wasn't long before they were making it back. By this time the second truck was pulled off. It still left the first truck sitting in front of the building like a big ugly monster. Johnny eyed it as they passed the gates. He pulled it closed but left it unlocked for their guests to arrive if they chose.
Moving inside he saw a few people standing around. New people. His eyes moved over to Mickey for a moment and he started to give him a what the fuck look, but when his sights set on Buster that all faded. He could tell who it was before he even turned around. Plus his arm was around some little blonde in a Fool's Dice jacket.
Johnny hopped up on the stripper stage leaving Lulu standing beside it. He moved across the stage with a stumbling swagger of a predator sizing up his next meal. Johnny's eyes narrowed and his voice raised higher as he held his arms out, spreading out his wingspan for no other reason than to attract as much attention as possible.
Johnny: Benny 'Fucking' Fleetfoot.
Benny turned around in time to see Johnny leaning over to pick up a bottle of beer that was left open on the stage. He took a swig. Turning the bottle up he didn't allow his eyes to leave Benny. He downed half the bottle in one go before leaning his back against the stripper pole at the end of the stage.
Johnny: You got a lot of nerve showing your fucking face around here after 4 fucking years missing.....
Johnny stared at Benny.
Benny stared at Johnny.
Johnny threw the bottle at the wall. It exploded in a shower of shimmering green glass as he hopped off the stage. Johnny's jacket bouncing around his shoulders as he stepped up to Benny. They were nose to nose now. The look on Johnny's face was scary serious as he eyed Benny down. Benny stared right back his hand reactively moving in front of Megan in case something should happen. Johnny was an old friend but he was also unpredictable. Suddenly Johnny broke out in a smile.
Johnny: WHERE THE FUCK YOU BEEN YOU UGLY SACK OF SHIT!? GIVE US A HUG!
Johnny pulled Benny into a hug and held him tightly a moment. He saw that Benny was all over this little number.
Johnny: And who is this?
Johnny asked for a moment. He licked his lips and eyed Megan up and down. Not really in a weird way, but just generally taking her in as a potential new family member if things were indeed serious. Johnny's day couldn't have gotten any better.
Benny: This is my girl. Megan.
Benny said simply putting his arm back around Megan's shoulder.
Johnny: Well I think that maybe......
Johnny paused when he saw Lilly. He seemed down right stunned when he saw the kid.
Johnny: Holy fuckin shit! LULU! THEY GOT A KID!
Johnny walked over, carefully not to seem aggressive or threatening. He nodded at Camilla as he approached figuring her to be the girl's mother or something. Johnny gave Camilla a charming smile. He crouched in front of Lily.
Johnny: What's your name sweetheart?
Johnny asked. He reached a hand back to Lulu and beckoned her forward. He knew she would get a kick out of meeting a kid.
Johnny: I'm Johnny. You guys are welcome here.
He told Lilly.
Johnny: Everyone is welcome here today. Today is a great fucking day!
He said not really minding his language around the child.
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Roy wasn't sure what to make of any of it. One second they were wondering how to handle the mean looking asshole guy, the next they were getting invited to a wedding? He wasn't sure he heard that right. His eyes drifted over to Anailia for some confirmation of what they should do. He was really swimming in water to deep for his comfort on this one. He wasn't sure what the hell to make of it, but they seemed ok.
Roy: They make a cute couple.
Roy said nudging Analia a bit. It was awkward he wasn't sure what to say, but the silence was just as weird. Roy brushed is hair back with his hand as he watched everyone leave. They just kind of stood there a moment. Roy's eyes followed them around the corner and then they were gone. As soon as they rounded the corner Roy exploded into a frenzy of unanswerable questions.
Roy: Okay serious. What the hell was that? What was that little Asian dude doing following us...........? Should we go check it out? I mean.. I'm sure if they're throwing parties and shit they have plenty of food and water. That at the very least is worth checking the place out for.
Roy's eyes were almost pleading. He was confused beyond belief, but he was also intrigued. It ranked pretty high up there with one of the most interesting and bizarre things that had happened to him in the apocalypse. An invitation to an engagement party from a couple of strangers? Roy for the briefest of moments found his mind wandering to Analia and what it might be like to.... No, he pushed the thought aside and looked to her for their next step. I'm not the type to settle down. He thought. What the hell was I thinking?
Post by Analia Bennet on Jul 24, 2017 14:10:23 GMT -5
Analia was shocked and rooted to the spot, her eyes grew wide and she felt her feet shift towards Roy without even noticing it. Even then with her arm brushing against his she felt a sense of safety but she kept those thoughts to herself, she didn’t need to make a mess of things and she wasn’t entirely sure she wanted him to run off because of ideas she couldn’t quite control. Her gaze shifted from the stranger who passed out, the disposed walker and the couple who announced their engagement. It was crazy. Actually it was fucking wild and she couldn’t quite grasp it just yet.
“I guess they do” she muttered looking to Roy for a split second before watching the strangers in front of her skeptically. Her feet anchored to the spot watching everyone walk away, her fingers hovered over the butt of her gun holstered in her waistband as if she expected the worst.
“What the fuck just happened?!” she turned facing Roy with wide eyes and wild gestures with her palms towards the strangers that rounded the corner. Her mind whirled under his frenzy of questions and she felt her lips part for a brief smile before placing her open palm on his chest to stop his rambling for a second.
“I don’t know what the hell just happened” she started running her free hand through her hair feeling her curls tumble into her eyes again, she blew to part them from her view with no success and chose to ignore the annoying itch of hair in her vision. “But you’re right about one thing” she smirked up at him before looking over her shoulder “we’re definitely going for the food” her eyes wandered to her outstretched fingers on his chest before clearing her throat awkwardly and stepping back.
“Besides, there’s bound to be dancing. I can’t remember the last time I danced, it could be fun” she was still cautious but she was flat out tired as fuck of being offensive with anyone and everyone. Instead she chose to put it all on the line, if she died at least she’d go out with a bang. Besides they still needed a shelter to sleep at.
“the company doesn’t hurt either” she flirted subtly as she turned to followed after the strangers with a smirk, it wasn’t long before she saw a crowd of people gathered outside the one place she definitely didn’t expect to see. “Well, would you look at that” she stated loudly awkwardly approaching the gates with a subtle glance to see if Roy was still with her, she’d hate to lose the guy after the strangest encounter since the world went to hell.
It was strange. Roy had traveled all the way from Virginia with Analia and still they weren't really that close. Sure they had a light witty banter and they flirted back and forth here and there, but there was no real connection. That was mostly Roy's fault. He chose to forgo making deep connections. He preferred to be as shallow as a puddle. It kept things from getting messy.
He had done pretty good on his own the last four years. Every time he found himself tangled up with a group he grew content. He let his guard down. He lost his edge. Still, Roy found it hard to picture pushing through the daily grind without Analia by his side. He had gotten used to her.
Roy was pretty much in his head ignoring most of what she said. She said something about wanting to dance and that caught his attention enough to snap him out of it. "You dance?" Roy asked more surprised than he intended. He hadn't expected that to come out of her mouth. Though, he wouldn't scoff at a chance to watch her shake her hips if she indeed wanted to metaphorically 'shake what her mama gave her.' Roy's eyes landed on places they really shouldn't be as he walked behind her a few steps. He was damn near hypnotized by the rhythmic swishing of her hips moving from side to side. It wasn't until he heard the people that he looked up away from whatever it was that was going on in his head.
Roy saw a bunch of people moving around in the building. Roy saw people outside. It was more people than he had seen in a good long while. A group. At least he didn't have to worry about them appointing him the leader. As the fresh faces in the crowd no one would be expecting anything resembling leadership out of Roy and Analia. That was good. Roy would just assume not make any choices to get anyone killed. "Yeah.. Looks like this is going to be some party." Roy murmured. He saw the gatr slightly opened and he pulled it open the rest of the way. Closing the gate behind him Roy peered out at the street.
There was nothing out there for them. Nothing but uncertainty. At least here, they had a chance to resupply and get some food and rest. Roy wasn't thrilled about being in big groups. He never was, but he also had no better plans. Roy's eyes fell on the sign on the building. "Fool's Dice Club." He read aloud. There was neon outline of a woman on a pole that made the 'I' on the sign. Roy groaned. A strip club? He remembered back before this he probably could have made a decent living on a pole himself.
"Come on let's go meet the neighbors." Roy said as he moved up the steps to the club and opened the door for Analia. He looked over and saw a man and a woman sitting in a car out front. The man looked up at him and gave him a curious look as Roy disappeared inside. It seemed they weren't the only ones getting settled in. Roy saw the Asian guy on the floor, still passed out. Roy simply stepped over him and kept moving. He actually slipped his hand into Analia's and laced his fingers through hers as he stood at the back of the crowd of people. He didn't give holding her hand a second thought. He wanted to keep her close by and he was focused on what was going on. He felt like a 5th grader trying to get a view of the action as two of his fellow students had a fight. As usual he was at the back of the crowd not seeing shit.
Last Edit: Jul 24, 2017 14:54:39 GMT -5 by Deleted
When it was all said and done William was disappointed that she disobeyed his orders. There was always two way he would handle this. One of which would Leave Joey restrained in the room and then the worse. Releasing her restraints her left her on the bed and moved to the shower. Once he was clean he pulled on some clothing and didn't even give her a second glance before leaving their room. He could be down right cruel when she didn't follow his instruction. He would avoid her touch and just shut her out coldly.
Heading back through the club he stepped over the Asian that was still knocked out on the floor. William wasn't paying all these new people mind as he stepped out into the sun. Pulling a cigarette he placed it on his lips and lit it. Dragging the smoke deep into his lungs his eyes glanced around the lot that was now closed off. All the dogs were out running around with the new ones. Deuces came trotting up with his tongue out and Will knelt down to pet his dog. "Atta boy. Go show them other dogs whos the boss." There was a smirk on his lips as the animal ran off to join the others.
His eyes moved over to the project car Mickey had to see him in it. At first, there was a smirk thinking he already got into the pants of one of the new comers but as he got a look at the girl's face his blood ran cold. His sister was Straddling his lap and he made it over to the car in no time flat. "You piece of shit." His loud voice roared as he grabbed Chandra's arm and pulled her out of the vehicle. She stumbled away and his hand was at the back of Mickey's neck. Pulling his out of the car like a disobedient dog he roughly threw him forward. " Get your ass to that Cage."
William was Livid as he heard Chandra talking in the background. "Get your ass in the club and put on some damn clothes." He roared as she huffed at him." But Will!! I'm not a kid anymore." She retorted as her eyes scanned to find Lulu who was coming back outside for the commotion. Williams' eyes were full of rage as he started to push Mickey backward towards the cage.
Post by Analia Bennet on Jul 25, 2017 13:53:29 GMT -5
Analia subtly eyed all the strangers around them, her fingers lingered against her waistband and she realized that paranoia had become an integrated part of every encounter she ever had. Her eyes rolled in annoyance at her own stiff posture and subtle glare so she exhaled for a while before trying as best she could to relax into the environment. No one seemed to be a threat to them, her gaze wandered past the gate and she wondered how long they would have lasted if they hadn’t come across the engaged couple. A few days perhaps but without rations they were vulnerable to fatigue and dehydration, neither of which bested in a battle against the dead.
Her head lifted to read the sign as Roy read it by her side, an amused chuckle slipped past her lips at the irony of ending up at a strip club. “Maybe they’re hiring” she commented with a soft laugh smirking at Roy with a subtle wink. I’d tip him, she thought silently looking back to the doors leading into the building.
She walked through the doors nodding thanks to Roy and frowned at the passed out form of the Asian man on the floor. The tip of her shoes tapped against his leg but he didn’t so much as flinch so she stepped carefully over his passed out form towards a small crowd of people. Her stiff paranoia grew to a calm stop when she felt the warmth of a hand slide into hers. She didn’t argue as her fingers parted to interlace with his and she wanted to smile up at him but instead watched the people curiously afraid it wouldn’t last.
Fuck, she never wanted to care for someone after people started dying around her but she couldn’t deny the lingering feeling budding inside her. Analia wasn’t entirely sure how she’d cope losing the guy but she wasn’t eager to find out in the least.
"I wonder what's going on” she stated stretching to see through but she couldn’t exactly decipher what exactly was going on, everything just seemed to be a mixture of interlacing strangeness unfolding around them.
“I need a drink” she muttered aloud “this day has been too many levels of fucking crazy” the words drifted through her lips before she could stop herself. But it was true, she needed a shot of anything strong enough to burn away the thirst in her throat.
If there was a place better than Cloud 9 then that's where Lulu would be located. Her face was beaming with happiness and there was a practical skip to her step as she looked at the ring on her way home. Nope, she didn't even care if he had scavenged it of some dumb dead rich broad. They finally made it back and she wasn't paying attention to the fact that there was a new eyesore of a truck outside her base. Her eyes didn't see Missy in the car with Blue eyes and she just smirked as they headed inside. Johnny broke away from her and grabbed a beer as she moved to pour a shot of whiskey.
Her gaze turned when Johnny said something about Buster. Her jaw did a slight drop as she watched Johnny do his normal Show boat. The tension he was making caused her to smirk because she knew it was just a show. When the bottle smashed against the wall she frowned and cut her gaze at Johnny. "Hey, dont break shit in my house!" She chirped up before rolling her eyes and taking her shot. A smile tugged at her lips as the two hugged but her expression went skeptical overhearing Buster calling the blonde his girl.
She didn't really have a chance to respond before Johnny chirped on about a kid. Moving over towards him she saw the little girl and grinned. "Awe aren't you just a cutie. Johnny go clean up that glass before she gets hurt. Whats your name little doll face?" She spoke as she knelt in front of her. "I'm Lily." The girl was smiling and looking at the cage of Crows in the room. "Oh, you wanna see my pets? We got lots of cool pets here."
The little girl shook her head excitedly but Lulu had her attention snatched when there was yelling outside. "Fuck..... Sweety how bout you go watch some tv over there. We got some cartoons and stuff. Grown ups gotta go talk." With that, she darted out the door to see William pushing Mickey around back to the Cage. "Damn it, Johnny take Buster and make sure he doesn't kill him." She ordered before dragging Missy inside. "Go get dressed while we fix this. You knew it was gonna happen." There was a slight irritant in her voice but she moved back outside to the back area of the club.
Before he knew what was happening Mickey was pulled from his car window. Mickey hit the gravel hard. Throwing up dust and rocks as he scurried to his feet. "Get your ass to that cage." William roared. Mickey's eyes fell on Chandra for a second before she disappeared inside to find Lulu. "Fuck Will let's just talk this out man." Mickey tried to bargain but he could see that wasn't going to help. Mickey walked backwards with his hands up.
He was walking back towards the cage like he was told. The cage was a UFC style cage. It was welded together out of some metal bars and chain link fence. There were dirty and bloody yoga mats covering the floor of the octagon shaped structure. Mickey walked backwards up the steps and his hand found the door. HE opened it and backed into it. He watched Will follow him and slam the door shut without taking his eyes off of Mickey.
Suddenly Mickey's lofty ideas of telling William about the secret relationship seemed very stupid. What the hell was he thinking?!?!? It was always going to end up this way. The cage was where the Fools settled their disagreements. Anyone who had a problem with someone else settled it in the cage. It was a bareknuckle beatdown until hurt feelings subsided and it ended with people usually hugging it out. Mickey wasn't sure if that was going to happen this time. He very well may get killed in here.
The cage, as it was affectionately named had weapons strewn about. There were chains and led pipes lying around inside. There were beer bottles carelessly left here or there. Someone in a rage could do some serious damage before calmer heads prevailed. "Will man, I.... I have feelings for Missy." Mickey almost wanted to flinch at his own words coming out of his mouth. He wasn't making shit better he was making it worse. Will was a big tough, pissed off dude. Mickey was a scarper, but no one really saw him that way. They just saw him as softy blue eyes the guy who felt bad about causing a little mayhem. There was going to be a little mayhem in the cage that was for sure.
Mickey was stuck. He didn't want to get the shit kicked out of him, but he also didn't want to hurt Missy's brother. He felt the chain link fence against his back. Without realizing it he backed all the way to the opposite side of the cage. He was staring down Will who seemed intent to kill. Mickey wasn't sure what was going to happen, but he knew he had a moment. No matter how pissed Will was he knew the rules. No one fights in the cage until people had a chance to place bets if they wanted. The cage hadn't seen much use lately, but there was a good chance that cigarettes, beer, and the more tasty flavorful food would be wadgered.
Mickey almost wanted to breathe a sigh of relief when he heard Lulu calling for Johnny to come break this up. Johnny headed outside to hear what the fuss was about. He stepped over the Asian gun on the floor and headed for the door. Stepping out on the front steps he saw Will and Mickey in the cage. He had no clue what it was about, but if someone wanted you in the cage you damn well better get in there. Those were the rules. They mostly applied to club members, he hadn't given it much though what would happen if newcomers came to the group because he didn't figure that likely. "No. Let them fight. I got a carton of cigarettes that says old blue eyes whips his ass!" Johnny said with a smile. He lit a cigarette and stood there waiting for the sparks to fly.
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Apparently there was a kid here. She looked to be about 9 or so. Roy couldn't believe all the crazy stuff that was happening today. Marriage proposals, engagement parties and children?!?!? Not to mention that he was standing in a strip club. There place smelled like booze. It was better than the usual smell of death and rot he supposed. Roy held Analia's hand tightly. He actually realized that he was holding it and looked down at it. For a moment he almost wanted to let go, he figured he was being weird. Roy saw the hint of a smile on her face though. It caused him to burst out in a goofy grin that couldn't be contained.
He was used to women falling all over him. That was not really news to him, but one that actually made him work for her attention was something of a new feeling. He liked it. Roy didn't let go of her hand when people started yelling outside. Instead he pulled her along after him. He quickly hopped over the unconscious guy. Someone really should move him. He thought as he hurried down the steps to the clubhouse.
He saw two guys standing in....A UFC cage? Roy raised an eyebrow and looked at Analia. She seemed to be just as confused, but he could be wrong. It had been a very weird, strange day already. Roy didn't like the sudden raised voices and angry shouting. Protectively his hand fell away from hers. Instead he wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her closer to him. Was he using the guise of protecting her to wrap his arm around her? Yeah, maybe a little, but he still felt like things could end up bad so he wanted to keep her close.
Roy heard another voice yelling to let them fight. He even placed a bet on it. Roy turned back to see the engaged guy lighting a cigarette. "Settling things in the cage huh?" Roy said rhetorically as he turned back to the action. He wondered if this was going to affect the party at all. He had his mouth set on lunch. Roy couldn't help but think about eating when he hadn't in so long. A knot tied in the pit of his stomach as he expected things to go down very violently. His arm tightened around Analia's hip just a little. His fingers resting comfortably against the warmth of her skin.
Post by Analia Bennet on Jul 25, 2017 15:46:44 GMT -5
Analia’s head began spinning slightly, not enough to screw up her balance but enough to leave her rubbing at her temples as a headache itched behind her eyes. A few days ago they were wandering the streets trying to find food, water and shelter and all the while bickering like an old married couple that she hadn’t thought for a moment that large groups still thrived. She couldn’t recall a single time she was caught in a strip club and the first time she found herself flooded in the smell of booze and sight of poles she was caught amidst a group of strangers, a child, a passed out Asian on the ground and God knows what else.
Her shoulders tensed and she shifted to look back to the doors where a loud voices echoed through the air and she wondered what the hell was happening. Analia didn’t mind feeling a constant pressure on her hand from Roy’s and she easily kicked into the air in a low hop to avoid the passed out idiot. Her fingers tightened as she hurried down the steps careful not to tumble all the way down.
It didn’t take long for her to see the main event, a big cage with several items strewn within. She wondered how much blood had been shed inside and doubted whether it was smart coming there in the first place. “The food better be worth it” she told Roy already cautious of the seemingly hands on rules reigning the group of people they’d stumbled upon.
She didn’t mind the feeling of his arm around her waist and felt herself keeping close to him, if anything she didn’t want to end up on the inside of the cage. Analia was glad they hadn’t taken a shot at the guy outside the building before, for all she knew they might have ended up in the same place.
“Where the hell did we end up Roy, I’m starting to think we screwed up here” she spoke softly trying not to draw unwanted attention. After all it didn’t seem smart to end up on the bad side of these people. She felt the edge of her shirt lift in a protective gesture and the sudden warmth of Roy’s fingers against her skin left her with a subtle smirk.
“Pretty sure I could still kick your ass though” she joked in a soft whisper, her lips tilting into a playful grin watching the fight unfold. It wasn’t the type of groups she’d run in before but it was a whole lot safer than anything they’d seen in a while. Besides, she wasn’t alone anymore and that was enough for her.
Roy stayed quiet as things ramped up. He could see one of the two guys looked pissed. The other guy just looked scared out of his mind. Roy had been in a few dust ups before. They were mostly his own fault. Before the outbreak Roy was kind of a bigger asshole than he was now. He had found himself in a few tussles with a few angry boyfriends when they came home to find him in bed with their girl. That always went over greaaaaaat.
At Analia's remark he smirked. Ugh. He couldn't stop thinking about food. They could offer him a plate of dirt with some ketchup on top and he'd jump through hoops to get at it. Still, he was a bit worried himself.. He didn't like the idea of having to fight to settle arguments though. It just seemed....Idiotic? "I mean...I don't see any guns or knifes. I don't think they're going to kill each other..." Roy whispered back. Roy turned to Johnny. "He's not going to kill that guy, right?" Johnny smiled at him. "I hope not. Mickey's a good mechanic. Besides I have a carton of cigarette saying the little guy wins." Johnny said as he turned his attention back to the cage.
Roy figured these guys for bikers. They looked and acted like bikers. Maybe not your typical mountain men beard bikers, but outlaws none the less. As far as groups go... No one was going to mess with a group of guys who were willing to kick the shit out of their own people just to vent frustration. Roy squeezed Analia a little tighter. He could feel the heat from the body pressing up against his. He was looking at the cage, but he was distracted.“Where the hell did we end up Roy, I’m starting to think we screwed up here” Analia said. Roy couldn't help but feel a little bad about the worry in her voice. He was actually feeling protective over her. The fact that she was scared made him angry. He grit his teeth in silence and watched as the little guy tried to avoid the big guy's grasp and talk it out.
Then something caught him off guard. She actually said that if they were in the cage she could kick his ass. He felt his lips pulling back in a smile as he reached up and scratched his head. "Yeeeeah I don't know about that. I have the height and reach advantage. Plus... I'm freaking adorable. I couldn't piss you off enough to make you want to drag me in there." He joked back.
Roy didn't know much about this place. He only knew that they were a group of loud rowdy show boating dickheads who liked to fight and drink. He didn't know that this place had rules and codes. They were a bunch of car thieves who survived the end of the world and even the apocalypse couldn't keep them from honoring their values. They never turned their back on a brother, and above all else treated their women like royalty. Those were the two main rules here. "Let's make this fight quick so we can eat!" Johnny called out from the steps. He stood shrouded in a cloud of cigarette smoke. He looked at Roy and gave him a wink and a smile and turned his attention back to the action.
Post by Julie Archer on Jul 25, 2017 20:54:58 GMT -5
Julie stood there smirking. She had her arms crossed over her chest and her weight shifted to one leg. Everyone seemed unsure about their new hosts. She was right at home. She grew up around people like this. Adopted when she was only 1 she was raised by the Archer family. She had a pretty normal and happy childhood, like most other kids; only at 13 she found herself alone with her brother when her parents died. Lane did the best he could to raise her, but Lane was a degenerate. Lane taught her how to steal cars, and pick pockets. He told her every con in his play book and tried to mold her into something more like him. Someone who could survive on their own at the expense of others.
Julie had never been that way though. She cared about people, probably more than she should have. So when Lane was out stealing from people, she was saving lives. She became an EMT. The ways of the old world were dead. Life forced her to become more like her brother despite her best attempts to be her own person. Now, you had to use people sometimes just to keep breathing another day. Julie didn't like it. She had even taken lives. Though, each death kept her up at night.
Julie followed everyone outside to see the spectacle. She rolled her eyes and didn't bother to uncross her arms. Freaking idiots. She thought watching the fight about to go down. If men ruled the world they'd spend half their time admiring the size of their own junk and the other half arguing about whose was bigger. Julie looked down and smiled when she saw Lilly standing beside her. She was still holding the doll she gave her. Julie gave her a smile and looked back up to the fight.
"Freaking Blue eyes is going to feel pretty rough after this." Benny said to Megan. Julie listened as he explained to her that this was just how they settled disputes. That after the fight they were going to be forced to hug it out and get over whatever petty stuff was bothering them. Julie was standing beside Lulu. The apparent head of the household. She was half listening to Benny talk about the fight, but another part of her; a bigger part. Wanted to talk to Lulu. "Nice club ya got here." She said. Her eyes never left the cage, but Lulu was the only one within ear shot of her soft and quite voice. "I coulda ended up in a place like this, before all the world fell apart. My brother was a career criminal. Guess he wanted me to I don't know follow in his footsteps."
Julie's eyes fell on one of the Fool's Dice Jackets standing in front of her. She thought about what it would have been like if she had joined some type of club like this before the outbreak. She wouldn't have felt so alone whenever Lane was doing a stretch inside. She would have had family. She knew clubs like this were often tighter than family. She thought about her family that was now dead and gone. Tegan and her kids. Julie's eyes pushed over to see Camila not far off. Keeping close to Lilly. Some tiny part of Julie liked it here. It felt safe, comfortable, familiar. She could see herself as part of this group and oddly enough, she would be one of the more talented members despite her 'do the right thing' mindset.
"If'n yall need any help while we're here....You just say so honey." Julie said. She actually did turn her head to look at Lulu now. Her long blond hair flipping over her shoulder as she turned. Julie's blue eyes were soft and sincere. She missed having a sense of family. She still wasn't sure what this thing was between her and Camilla. They would have to talk about it later. For now though, Julie felt at home.
Being thrust into a group of civilians was one thing but this group was a bunch of outlaws from what she could gather. There were Mugshots for just about everyone in the group on the wall here. Rolling her eyes she followed everyone out to see the commotion. This place was pretty safe and Lily was enjoying herself amongst it. There were dogs everywhere and birds amongst other things. The people here just seemed like some sort of fucked up Brady bunch and it made her feel like a fish outta water. Apparently, some fight was about to take place which really didn't interest her.
Her eyes found Lily near Julie so she took the time to head back out front and slip through the gates. Grabbing an M16 she scavenged from the military base and some ammo she headed away from the Club of Fools. There was a lot on her mind including the current situation with the blonde whom she had apparently had a night with. The M16 was resting on her shoulder as she walked the streets and she pulled a knife from a sheath. Letting a whistle escape a few of the dead ones stumbled out and a smirk tugged at her lips.
One by one she stabbed them in the head, Various different places indeed before there was just a trail of bodies. She could move down the streets and start to clear them block by block. Maybe they could set up a good defense system here and make it a home. "Home." She muttered as she stopped on the road and just looked around her. It wasn't exactly a bad idea but her mind was on that night with the blonde. It was hazy and she didn't remember much but it was causing a huge confliction. Yeah, she wasn't exactly the dating type before hand but never in her life had she bedded a woman.
As she walked through the empty and quiet streets she couldn't help but zone out. There was more on her mind including that ever so stern asshole she felt like she abandoned. Maybe it wasn't the case but still, her mind had gone over that day many many times to figure out if she could've actually gone back for him. Being in her head at this point she wasn't paying attention to the three walkers moving towards her at a slow pace. Rookie mistake 101 was letting your guard down in a hostile Area. Today she was the Rookie.
There was a small group starting to form from not only the commotion and sounds of bodies hitting the ground but also the sound of hollering in the background from the Club members. Feeling something grab her she shook out of her vacant stare to see a walker inches from her. With a quick move, she stabbed the thing in the head. At this point more were pouring out from every direction and the numbers grew closing around her in a circle. "Fuck me." She muttered as she started to stabbing head and kicking them. Sliding the Ak over her shoulder she fired a few shots but the weapon jammed which was the worst possible situation.
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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