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Samuel Keith Jorgensen

Character Statistics:
Age: 47
Height: 6'5"
Weight: 248 lbs.
Outfit: Same sleeveless as the picture, with slightly worn jeans and steel-toe shoes.

Status:
Mood - Laid-back and amused.
Condition - Healthy.
Location - Edge of Woodbury.
With - A few henchmen.

Character Theme

Samuel was on one of his routine rounds checking the perimeter of Woodbury for any signs of weakness on the walls. From what he could see, everything seemed to be fine. The Governor had done an excellent job delegating everyone to build the perimeter. It was made out of layers upon layers of sheet metal, wood, and other things. All in all, even a horde would have a difficult time pushing through Woodbury's walls. Plus, there was another major factor that kept all walkers at bay: security. That included himself. He was part of The Governor's personal security. In fact, Samuel was one of the very few individuals he could actually trust. It was pretty much due to Samuel's lack of questions when The Governor needed him to do something, even when it was not morally justified. Yes, Samuel knew about some of The Governor's... secrets. That was how much trust he gained from the man.

While walking across the top of the front wall, Samuel could see a lone walker shambling towards the gate. "Heh... ******** retard. You'd think he'd know to leave, since his puss-bag buddies are all blown to bits," he muttered with a sinister chuckle. As days progressed since the initial start of the outbreak, Samuel had started to see the creatures as nothing more than amusing toys to mess around with. Samuel could never take walkers seriously, unless there was a massive amount of them. Then, Samuel would have to resort to more conservative tactics rather than his usual up-close and personal confrontations. Since no one was allowed over the wall, Samuel could not make use of his machete despite how much he wanted to. With a casual sigh, he looked over at one of the henchman. "Hey, give me a knife," he ordered. Once the henchman gave his knife to Samuel, he immediately launched it at the walker. The knife flew straight into the walker's skull and rendered it dead in an instant. With a chortle, Samuel muttered, "I guess going quiet's not as boring as I thought." He knew it would probably not be a good idea to shoot at just a lone walker. It would most likely draw a horde, if there was one. Though, they probably had enough ammunition to take on a few hordes all at once. Since every wall looked sturdy enough, Samuel decided to lounge on a camping chair. He merely stared out at the roadway littered with walkers that have been killed with a carefree and laid-back expression.

Items:
(Equipped) 1. 500 S&W Magnum
(Equipped) 2. 28" Machete

Miscellaneous Items:

N/A

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The sun rose and fell just like it did any other day; the wind blew, the birds sang, the crickets chirped. Everything was just like it was and just like it had been every other day... The only thing that had changed... We're people. Now that notion, that idea, isn't what someone would consider odd or strange. People change all the time, it's how we all adapt to our surroundings, how we live in the world and how we cope with the day to day challenges that are presented to us. It's normal, it's not scary or threatening, it's simply... Life... But that's not what was witnessed that day. It was not what was witnessed by passengers on flight 461... Nor was it what was witnessed by people in the airport terminal after that plane landed. On that day life was just a dull light, being ravaged, chewed and devoured by the dark shadows of DEATH...

Subtle growls brought Lyra's attention to what was going on in front of her as the plane started to ascend into the air. Looking over the seats to see an older man she had noticed looking rather deathly ill when she boarded the plane, chomping down on one of her SWAT Team members throats. "Caleb!" Lyra shouted to her Team-mate as the man reached out for help blood pouring out of his throat. This brought the attention of others to the scene that was unfolding; a woman gave a terrified shriek as one of the other SWAT members undid his belt to help his fellow man. Getting up from his seat he punched the older man feasting on the SWAT Members throat and tried to pull him out of the seat but the buckle kept him in place. Suddenly the older man lunged for the second SWAT Member and chomped down on the side of his neck. More screams and shouts felt the cabin as the Pilots called back to find out what was going on.

A third SWAT Member, Lyra's Captain took off his belt and started towards the scene; using the isle seats to carry his weight he lifted himself off the ground and planted a solid kick sending the man against the side of the plane with a loud thud. "LOCSLEY!" The Captain shouted over his shoulder as he pulled the second SWAT Member from the seat and into the isle bracing himself on the floor with the man in his lap. Lyra appeared at the Captains side as the plane started to level out a bit. "Locsley, stop the bleeding..." The SWAT Captain ordered the woman as she put pressure on the wound.
"Let me work Richard. I know what I'm doing." Looking to the man in Richards lap she started to speak gently to him,"Michael it's going to be alright... Just try to keep calm and don't speak, ok." The man was choking on his own blood and with as much damage as there was to his neck and throat both uninjured SWAT members knew that Michael was not going to make it. Lyra could hear people panicking in behind her; one of the Flight attendants came over to see what was going on as she passed by the blood covered seats the sick man grabbed hold of her leg and chomped down on her back calf. Falling to the ground the female flight attendant shouted in pain and terror as the man started to eat away at the flesh on her leg.

Richard got up from the floor and Lyra took over holding Michael in her lap watching as the SWAT Captain, pulled free one of the mans arms that was digging tightly into the flesh of the woman. Twisting it back and stomping down hard the bone snapped sending more blood about the cabin; however the sick man refused to let the woman go. His broken arm not phasing him in the least. Richard looked to a metal food cart and went for it. Running down the isle with it he rammed the cart into the mans head and face. Splattering blood and brain matter against the one side of the cart. The woman started to convulse on the ground as she went into shock. The SWAT Captain, removed his belt from his pants and fastened it around the woman's leg, making a tourniquet. "Locsley, I need your help down here!" Richard tried to keep calm as he tried to aid the attendant.
Lyra looked to the people around her and grabbed a tall rugged looking man by the wrist and pulled him to her level, "What's your name?"
The man seemed confused by her question and stumbled to remember his name, "I... Umm.. De.. Dimitris..."
"Dimitris, I need you to hold this and keep pressure on his wound, I have to go help the woman behind me, okay. You keep him awake and talk to him to keep him calm. His name is Michael..." The rugged man nodded shakily as he took her place at the downed SWAT Members body. Locsley then made her way to her Captain and the woman on the floor,"She's going into shock, elevate that leg." Locsley tightened the tourniquet and used some blankets under the seats to try and stop the bleeding as the plane started to make its emergency landing in Georgia.
The SWAT Captain looked to Lyra as he tried his best to help her with the attendant,"Locsley, what just happened?" Lyra took a deep breath and looked around her at all the scared faces and blood. It was a mess.

By the time the plane had made it's emergency landing the people on the plane were crying distraught wrecks. Lyra had kept herself busy trying to keep Michael comfortable as he slowly bled out. The SWAT Captain kept a close watch on his man but he was also trying to deal with the injured flight attendant. It had all happened so fast, Lyra tried to work through the situation again in her mind. What was wrong with that man? Why would he have done that? Was he sick? Had his brain completely melted? Lyra's gaze lifted from her teammate to the brain matter on the food cart. Well his brain wasn't of any use anymore She though to herself as her gaze fell back to the man in her lap.
"Locsley... You.. You tell Melissa.. Ttt... Tell her..." Michael made subtle sputtering cough sounds before blood started to lace the inside of his mouth, working its way out onto his lips and face.
"Easy now Michael... I tell her.. You just worry about staying with me here." Michael nodded the best he could as his gaze drifted to the side. He stared off into the distance for a moment before Lyra shook him softly.
"..Michael..." Lyra closed her eyes for a moment as she felt for a pulse. Looking over her shoulder she looked to her Captain. "Michael's gone, Richard." The Captain looked over to Lyra and it was clear that the man wanted to explode emotionally. Turning his back to Lyra he focused on the woman who was now out of shock but was crying softly in his lap.

Apparently they were not the only ones who had been having problems with people, there were others who were dying and then coming back to life, the government had been trying to keep it quite but this virus was working fast. All it took was a bite and you went down, Lyra stood in the terminal reading the news as the headlines came up over the screen. Containment had failed in half the united states and marshal law had been implemented in the rest of the country. How had this all gone down hill so fast? The man who had assisted Lyra earlier on the plane set nestled into a chair asleep, his feet propped up on her two duffel bags while he used his own as head rest. Lyra looked to the man and rolled her eyes shaking her head softly. Her SWAT Captain, Richard, had gone with the bodies of his downed men to see where they were going to be taken and to check on the flight attendant. Lyra mauled over the information she had received as the realization of what she had just heard on the news and what had happened on the plane hit her. Eyes going wide Lyra turned to reach towards the man asleep when gunshots echoed through the terminal. The man named Dimitris sat up, wide eyed and looking around as rush of people started towards them screaming. It was just going to be one of those days...

- Current Day -

Swoosh...Thunk...Thud... An arrow sailed through the air and connected with a Walker's head before it fell to the ground, truly dead. A dark haired woman with fierce blue eyes walked towards the creature that lay on the ground. Placing her boot on its head, the woman gave a hearty tug and removed the arrow from the creatures temple before cleaning it off on her pant leg. "Oh, Locsley!" A voice rang out from behind some trees and bushes that rustled gently. The dark haired woman huffed gently and stepped around the side of the bushes. A large dead woman had tackled a man to the ground and was currently chomping and trying to bite at him.
"Well, lookie there.. Got yourself a girlfriend Dimitris?"
The man on the ground under the large woman, glared at the dark haired woman briefly as the creature atop him continued to try for him. The man she had called Dimitris was struggling to keep the overweight creature from gnawing at his face. Suddenly an arrow swished through the side of its skull and the woman slumped putting its full weight on him. Dimitris gasped and it brought a subtle scoff from the dark haired woman.
"Lyra!" The man called out softly as he tried to lift the dead weight off himself. The dark haired woman rolled her eyes and helped push the creature off her companion. The creature rolled off the man and slumped once more to the ground, the man lay there for a moment before looking to the woman with a hunting bow slung over her shoulder, a quiver of arrows at her back. "You know, Locsley.. For someone who's as pretty as you are. Your probably bout as cuddly as Jellyfish" The woman scoffed gently and offered the man a hand up. He gladly took the hand and allowed her to help him to his feet. Walking towards the downed large woman, Lyra removed the arrow from its skull as she had with the other walker before wiping the bodily fluids on her pant leg.
"I could have just left you and your girlfriend there for some alone time."

"Though the idea of allowing Ol'Betsy there to eat me is just top of my bucket list. I'm going to decline that sweet offer." Dimitris replied with that sarcastic grin on his face that Lyra was very familiar with. It was one that said go F*** yourself. Lyra adjusted the gear she had on her and looked towards their means of transport. The pair and picked up a national guard ambulance, that looked like it had been re-enforced with what ever was lying around. Thanks to Dimitri's background in welding the two had been able to build themselves a movable fortress that they were constantly adding to. The vehicle sat in the distance and was locked up tightly. They had been out doing a bit of hunting and were looking for a fresh source of water when they stumbled upon a small group of walkers. The creatures were dispatched easily enough but they needed to keep on the move. It wasn't safe to stay in one place for too long.
"So, what do you think we should do? We could press on into the woods, do a bit more hunting and looking for more water, or we head back to the truck and keep moving."
"You tell me, Oh Fearless Leader." Dimitris pipped up as he found a cluster of dirt and leaves smashed into his pants and started to dust them away."We need a fresh source of water, the truck will keep. You can't get into the thing without knowing how to unlock the door and no crowbar is going to do the job. You did say the map of the county has a stream that runs close to here right?"
Lyra nodded and placed her hands on her hips, considering their options. Reaching into one of the pockets on her tactical vest she wore that clearly labeled SWAT on the back. Pulling a map from the pocket she nodded reading it, "it's just over that treeline. But there's a town not far, that way. It's says Woodbury on the map, we might be able to scavange through some of the homes and stores. Pick up other supplies."
"Tell you what Locsley.. We go to Woodbury to check out the town. See what we can find. That water isn't going anywhere, but the supplies could be scavenged by others." Dimitris picked up a crowbar he had dropped on the ground and looked to Lyra placing a hand on her shoulder before taking the map and looking it over.
"There's a road that runs along side that stream, they meet at this crossroad.. Is that a Prison?" Dimitris questioned looking at the map. Lyra peered over the man's shoulder and nodded.
"We could take a look at it, if its safe and we can get inside maybe we could hold up for a day, makes some repairs to the truck and then head out to Woodbury."
"What if we stayed?" Dimitris questioned gently handing Lyra the map back.
Lyra scoffed and tucked the map away back into it's pocket, "We can't stay.. We have to keep moving, we can't fend off a prison, what if people come along and decide to take it for themselves. We are out numbered by anything more then 2, it's not safe for us to set up shop just anywhere." Lyra started for the truck.
"We can't do this forever Locsley..."
Lyra stopped and turned to face Dimitris, "Says you.. Come on, we can talk about this later, we've got a town to find and I'm sure that prison isn't going anywhere either."

Both worked their way back to the truck and once inside started towards the town of Woodbury. The truck hummed along as Dimitris drove and Lyra sat in the passengers side. It wasn't a long trek through the cars and along the side road, it seemed that most of the cars had been pulled aside to clear the road. Veering off the road Dimitris followed the signs that read Woodbury and just before the road clearing came up to Some houses he pulled off to the side of the road.
"We scout these houses and stores on the outskirts of the town before we head to the center. If we find someplace good enough to hold up in for the night we can rest and then make some adjustments to the car. Maybe find a garage with some tools."
Dimitris nodded and they both exited the vehicle after pulling it further off the road so not to be in the way or to be noticed by any oncoming cars. Moving away from the truck, the two walked almost silently through the streets, stalking through parked cars and unkempt yards, eyes out for the dead. Thankfully there wasn't much dead to worry about for the time being. The occasional walker stumbled along their path but they were dispatched easily enough. Finally, Lyra signaled towards a house with an open door; gesturing to Dimitris that she wanted to inspect the house. Making her way inside the house with her bow in hand she walked carefully through the house. Making sure to watch each step she checked each room. Lyra scanned it momentarily looking for signs of people or dead occupying it. There seemed to no movement from the inside the house and once the place was clear they started to go through the items inside. Clothing, food, water, weapons, anything that could be used to survive was an essential. Dimitris went to the garage and started to go through the items in there while Lyra went upstairs to keep a look out and to go through the bedrooms.

[Flutter-By-Chii]

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It seems she had been interrupting something Carl was about to say to the young girl infront of him, but now his attention was on Beth herself, what was she doing? It must have been quite obvious that Lori didn't want them going on their own, and so she was the only one that could step in and make sure it didn't happen. Her father had Carol on hand if he needed help, and Rick needed to stay with Lori. "Just lending a hand, thought I would help you guys" She wasn't going to come out and say she was keeping an eye on them, but truthfully the two seemed quite mature for their age, almost more mature then herself, at least Carl was. He seemed so unfazed when it came to the walkers, even though if she imagined herself at his age she would probably have been quite frightened by everything. With a small smile at the two she headed past them as if to lead the way seeing as they had yet to move, but where were they actually going? Large blue eyes searched around the prison walls trying to think where they could get a few supplies, but her attention was drawn to the slight echo of footsteps.

Carl had caught up to her, leaving Ava to trail behind the two, glancing back at the small girl she could see the slight frown but she thought it was best to leave it alone for now. "Can't help but take caution I guess, right? We haven't checked every corner of the prison after all" She gave a small shrug of her shoulders before hearing his comment about not being stupid enough to let anything happen to either of the girls if anything were to happen, a smile crept on her lips as she looked down at the younger male. "I trust you with my life, but if your bust watching mine and Ava's back, who will watch yours?" She could never live with herself if the young man was busy protecting them that he was taken down himself. The thoughts caused a chill to shoot down her spine, nope she was not going to let that happen to him, that was why she came prepared.

"Dad just worries.. Maggie is always putting her life on the line, so he's getting a bit protective" She loved her father, and as much as she wished she could just be who she was before all of this went down, it would be impossible, she needed to be strong or else. "Yes, Jack seems to see everyone as her family, even if their not by blood" Beth couldn't help but check over her shoulder at the young girl who seemed a bit closer to them now but still was trailing behind them, why wasn't she up here with them? But she was caught off guard when Carl spoke about where they were going, blinking a few times she stared at him with a small giggle. "Here I thought you already had a plan in mind" Supplies... Now where did she see that word recently. Pausing for a moment she tried to think where it was she saw a supply room, "Oh! Near the showers, even though that area was explored, we haven't checked any of the side rooms. And I pretty sure on my way back last night I saw a door that said supply room. I mean it's worth a shot" She wasn't entirely sure what kind of supplies the prison would have, but possibly a few things they could find useful in any situation to come.

Turning slightly she lead the way once more with Carl at her side towards the showers, she couldn't help but worry what they would find behind the door. "I'm not sure if there will be any walkers in there.." Beth's voice was gentle as she glanced over at Carl, she knew she could depend on him to take out anything that proved a threat, but what if they got overrun? A supply room couldn't be that big, or have too many walkers in it, right?

Quietly the three made their way down the corridor that lead to the showers, but instead their destination was just before the showers, a door off the the side. She would have preferred if it was a prison bar door rather then a solid one, silently she approached it and stuck her ear to it, okay so she may look a little weird but she wanted to see what she could hear first. "I don't really hear anything.." The blonde glanced between Carl and Ava, it was obvious who was going first and she wasn't going to tell him no, instead she stepped away from the door allowing Carl to take the lead. Glancing over at Ava she examined the girls body language for a moment, she didn't seemed scared more anxious then anything, "Be careful" Speaking to the girl with a soft smile, she couldn't image the other groups members returning and having no Ava to greet them.

Location: The Prison Company:Carl, Ava, Thoughts:I thought I saw a supply room..

[Flutter-By-Chii]

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Okay, so she took a little longer then she thought she was expecting, but her decision on weather to take the gun took a bit longer then she had assumed. Now her mind was racing through thoughts of what Jack would think she found out the young girl took it without much knowledge in how to use it. Sure she knew how it worked, but her father had done his best to keep her from ever having to actually fire a gun, it was one of those only if ever necessary, she was still his baby girl.. And after meeting up with Jack's group there was even more reason not to have her ever shoot a gun, she could be a kid again without children, but that wasn't what Ava wanted. All she ever wanted was to help, after being completely useless and dead weight through their travels when it was just the two of them, daddy's little girl grew up a while ago. Now she just needed the chance to prove she could handle herself, but was that really true? Now she had a gun, but without ever shooting one it was a bit useless except being a noise maker. She only wanted one because Carl had one and she felt safer, it was a little late not to go put it back, she would just have to return it when they got back.

Large brown eyes stared back into Carl's mesmerizing blue orbs, silently she just stood there waiting for the young man to speak but it seemed Beth's presence was enough to cause him to hold his tongue. What was he going to say? Ava couldn't help but wonder, her attention moved to the blonde girl, it seemed they weren't going without some sort of supervision. Was this like babysitting all over again? She couldn't help but feel slightly annoyed, she was only enough to watch herself, she didn't need any babysitter, but it seemed they didn't have much say in whether they cared or not seeing as she brushed past them and went ahead. Frowning slightly she just shrugged it off before noticing Carl was once again focusing on her, but what caught her off guard was him grabbing her by the shoulders.

Feeling slightly restricted the young girl stared at him with curiosity and caution, listening closely as he began to speak but it seemed he trailed off. Without being able to move anywhere she just found herself standing still and once more staring back into his eyes, why was it she felt like he was looking into her soul.. A small chill ran down her spine causing her to blink a few times and it seemed about then Carl began to finish what he was saying a few moments earlier, truthfully she wasn't really expecting what he had to say but his words simply made her frown. Was it anger bubbling that he felt she was complete useless baggage, then why bother even bringing her along? "I'm not going to screw it up." Okay so she was a little upset with his words but she tried to keep it bottled up, she had many more choice words she would love to blurt out and yell in his face but she held it back and just stared at him with her fierce brown eyes. It wasn't until he turned and jogged ahead to catch up to Beth that she let her frown leave her face feeling somewhat upset, he saw her as useless as the adults did.

Ava was wrong to think maybe he knew how she felt, even if he had he saw himself so much more superior then herself much like all the adults did. "Why would I care if he forgave more or not anyways.. Not like were friends" The young girl mumbled under her breath walking at a more brisk pace so she wasn't too far behind the other two, where were they going anyways? Hearing Beth pipe up about a supply room off from the showers, she couldn't help but get excited, but at the same time her mind seemed slightly distracted by Carl's words. She hadn't had someone talk to her like that before, Jack tiptoed around the fact that Ava was useless when it came to dangerous situations, but he bluntly told her to stay out of the way. Maybe she needed to be taught how to take care of herself just a bit more, but would Jack even think about that now that they may have found a safe heaven to live in..

Approaching the door she watched curiously as Beth pressed her ear against the door and listened for a few moments, it was a relief that there was no sounds. Ava hadn't been put in too many positions when it comes to killing a walker, only if she has to and even though she makes sure it can't reach her first. This kind of a situation seemed like a last minute quickly get it done and go or else you might get caught be something else. One hand moved to her knife just out of habit, while the other seemed to check if the gun was still there, of course she would have noticed if it had fallen, but it was quite secure in her pants. Her eyes studied Beth's expression for a moment when she told Ava to be careful but only responded to girl with a small nod of her head before turning her attention back to the door.

'Your the one who always told me to keep my chin up high, but in a world like this is that really possible'

[queen of wifi]

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Carl hadn't been sure whether or not he outright offended Ava with his select words, but by the way the girl was slugging behind them and not even making an effort to catch up to their pace should have been much more clear to him. Part of him did feel as though he should have chosen a much friendlier approach when it came to expressing an issue so dear to him. However, Ava's feelings or how she wanted to be treated weren't any of his concerns at the moment. Sure, he did sympathize and relate to the younger one when she wanted to be resourceful for the group's benefit, as did he, but right now he needed to tend to more pressing matters. Besides, she would get over it. Hopefully. He disregarded the thought of Ava when Beth mentioned him having a plan. He looked up at her for a brief second while trying to register an appropriate response to her question. " Sorry. I couldn't think of one this time. ", he lied, but it was worth it since he didn't want Beth to know of his plan originally; who knows what sort of reaction she would have. He listened to Beth ramble on about what her father and Jackie were like, giving her general input on what she thought of him being protective and Jackie accepting everyone as her own. Although he chose not to say anything due to his usually quiet personality, he was listening, and he knew that Beth knew he was. He somewhat understood how Hershel felt about Beth's safety, but the young boy couldn't help but wonder what the old man would do if he were to get Beth injured or eaten one way or another.

Carl didn't realize how far behind Ava was; probably because he mostly perceived her to be a hassle to begin with. He didn't want anything to do with her right now. He only shrugged at Beth, a little distraught from her reply. It was clear she cared for him as well. His cheeks flushed. " Well, I guess that's a sacrifice to make when you've sworn to protect people". His response, while vague, did hold a speck of truth within it. Carl watched with intent as Beth suddenly piped up, suggesting an area for them to scavenge for supplies. Her enthusiasm to be of assistance intrigued him. He only nodded at her, finding that her suggestion could be utmost helpful, especially since it is likely to be equipped with things that they need for future and present occurrences. He had no knowledge of that supply room even existing until her mentioning of it. So much for keeping a watchful eye. How he managed to let such a vital source of potential supplies miss, he may never know. He never recollected any instances where they explored the side rooms near the showers but he figured Beth knew what she was talking about. She always did. " It wouldn't hurt to check it out", he replied to her calmly, his voice lacking the usual emotion. He continued to follow her close on her tail down the prison's long corridor until they arrived to the side room. Instantly upon arrival, he held up his pistol, arms extended in a perfectly straight position.

As he drew nearer to the supply room, he listened to Beth expressing her worries for the possibilities of walkers being in the room. If it weren't obvious by the way he had his gun drawn, he shared the same concern as Beth did but of course he couldn't let neither Ava or Beth bear witness to it. He needed to be a man in this moment and he wasn't going to let anything come between his natural instinct to protect those around him - Beth in particular. He could feel all eyes on him, as if it were a silent signal for him proceed and take the necessary measures to make sure everything was clear. It was nice to have someone depend on you for their safety, but of course he should have anticipated this since he did, at some point, reassured Beth's safety in his presence. Now it was time to take those words into effect. Glancing to the side, he caught Beth's gaze, holding it for a few seconds before turning around and following her gradual movement toward the supply door. When she pressed her ear against it he arched a brow, questioning her gesture but deciding not to say anything to counter what she did. She made a comment about not hearing anything, though he inwardly decided that wasn't the case. There have been areas around the prison that they've been to and discovered plenty of remaining walkers. What made this room any different? An inescapable chill that ran up his spine, causing him to shudder somewhat, told him otherwise. Danger lurked within that closet. "Better not take any chances", he said aloud, although he was mostly referring to himself. He noticed Beth once again sharing a look between him and Ava, almost as if she were evaluating who would be most suited to take the lead first. Of course Beth did not opt to go, so he knew that the choice narrowed down to him since neither of them were even sure how capable Ava was at defending herself let alone two others. Clearly, this wasn't exactly how he imagined it to be when the blonde stepped away the door, allowing him to go it. He blinked a few times, turning to Ava, then to Beth. He did swear to protect her and Ava, right? And protect them he shall. He let out a steady, heavy breath, his gun still in hand.

" Stay close to me, Beth", he nodded to her then allowed for his eyes to slowly drift towards Ava right after Beth told her to be careful. She seemed anxious. Not even a speck of fear; or at least that's what he thought. Maybe this would be her time to prove how useful she can actually be. "And I guess that goes for you too..", he told the younger girl, catching a quick glimpse of the knife in her hand. He cautiously, yet slowly, edged towards the door, the tip of his gun pointed towards it. He was fearless, brave; attributes that one could easily identify as he instinctively held his protective stance. When he neared the door he let his slender hand take hold of the door knob, where he slowly opened it a crack then paused, drawing back slightly. He stood silently hoping to hear anything to alert him of any danger, but he didn't. He drew closer once more and kicked the door open, slowly stepping in before his eyebrows furrowed, his face contorting into one of both annoyance and frustration as the sounds of low moans and groans greeted his ears.

Walkers. Walkers everywhere. About a group of seven, possibly more, shuffling about the small interior of the room, completely unaware that he was standing a mere foot behind them. He stood still in an effort to not bring awareness to their highly attuned sense of smell to fresh flesh, but it turns out his concern for that possibility grew dim when one of the undead bags of rotting flesh turned their head towards him, finally acknowledging that food was amongst them. It extended out it's arms and shuffled towards him, attempting to grab him but he backed up with haste, causing the walker to trip over it's own feet. It made a soft thud when it fell and attracted the attention of the other walkers who now turned their heads at Carl, shuffling in his direction, groaning their desires to sink their teeth into his ripe flesh. "Just my luck", he mumbled, feeling slightly irritated yet calm about the situation at hand. Just when he was aiming his gun to shoot at them, the walker that fell reached out and clutched his ankle with an iron grip, tugging effortlessly as if it wanted to pull him down with it. There was no way he was going to let that happen. He pointed and shot at it's head in one quick motion, the piercing loud gunshot echoing throughout the room. Already it was dead and it's grip loosened, and he yanked his leg out of it's grasp, watching with satisfaction as the dark blood seeped from the headshot wound. He kicked the lifeless body away from him. Now to worry about the other walkers that were coming at them.

Carl took a few steps backward until he was standing beside Ava. He needed to forewarn her again in case she were to mess up like he suspected she'll eventually do. Honestly, what made it so difficult for him to trust her? He wasn't looking at her, and neither at Beth as he was too consumed in taking care of the walkers. He couldn't afford to sacrifice a fraction of a second to see how they were coping with the overrun of walkers; he needed to protect them first, " I only brought one clip with me, and it has fourteen rounds. I have to make each shot count, so like I said, both of you stay close to me". Although he could have brought more ammunition with him, he did not want to use up all of it in one go since their gun and ammo supply are limited. Carl continued to shoot at the walkers that poured out the room, not even realizing that the others he couldn't see to shoot were coming towards Beth. The numbers seemed to be increasing as more appeared to emerge from the room - just how many of them were locked in there?? At this rate his bullets would run out faster than he'd be able to protect both of the girls, despite the fact that he has almost perfect aim when it comes to shooting.


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While walking around the store looking for the usual items a can or bag of something to eat for the morning and drink. Faintly he heard the door from the direction he had just come from slowly open. A small smirk tugged at the corner of his mouth as Maverick picked up a can of stew analyzing it. Not that he was picky, he was just wondering if it was better to save it, or if maybe the person who was coming this way wanted it?..Wait..was it a living person? Maverick soon got his answer when hearing a timid and unsure voice speak his name. His name? Slowly with the can still in his hand he lifted his head and gaze to the small figure standing just a few steps away from him holding a baseball bat. Wait. Blinking a few times it finally registered who he was staring at Alison. The girl who worked as a waitress, and who he occasionally fixed her car. They were friends he figured anyways. And to see someone you use to know in this world now was a rare thing.

As Allison approached him he set the can back down, turning to face her more as a smile seemed to form on her face. Maverick's gaze was steady but soft as if a form of relief was evident there. Honestly he was happy to see someone he knew..to not be alone anymore. Not..be alone. It had been so long since he had actual company, it made him feel happy to have someone here with him now. "Hey...Allison." He finally spoke voice deep but gentle. He gave a small smile back to her before looking her over. She hadn't changed much physically besides a bit more muscle? And her size...he didn't know how to say such things in a way where a woman wouldn't hit him. Either way to him in his past he could never win with woman, maybe that's why he was a man of few words?

When her next words reached his ears, a part of him wanted to laugh but another part of him felt the twinge of pain in his heart at the reality of her words. It was true everyone he knew was pretty much dead, but was there others like Allison he wasn't sure but he had spent so long alone that he had given up on thinking of such things, and living day to day on the belief to just survive and help others as he saw them. But what would happen now that Allison was here? Either way his blue orbs stared at the blonde in front of him. He'd only thought it a few times in the past but Allison was quite attractive in his eyes, and her personality was charming..to him anyways. But he'd never admitted such things or ever showed any indications in the past, he'd thought a girl like her would be with someone better than himself, he was just some lowly mechanic. But statue's like that didn't matter in this world anymore.

Though before his thoughts could drift anymore about Allison's looks he felt two small arms wrap around him. The contact caused him to tense briefly before looking down at Allison with soft eyes. Carefully Maverick rested one hand on her back and the other on the back of her head, not to much pressure but enough to make her hopefully secure. He understood her actions and her words. It was one thing for him a man to be on his own in this world, but a girl like Allison must of been far worse. If anything he hoped he could make her feel better even for a day, a part of him was starting to feel like he was suppose to protect her. And it confused Maverick. Eventually he was released from the hug, and he himself moved his arms away from Allison to let her step back away from him. Adjusting his footing his stood with a hand on his hip and the other scratching the back of his head.

Finally a laugh, a small laugh came from Maverick before smiling down at Allison. "Like wise...it's nice to have someone here." He spoke before resting his hand on her shoulder gently before reaching to the can he had picked up before. "Breakfast?" He questioned with a raised eyebrow and smirk, though the smirk stopped seeing her glancing outside. "Don't worry...not many come by here, there are some but not many. Though..I'll have to re-secure the back door it seems." He half mumbled the last bit to himself before walking to freezer part of the store and taking out 2 bottles of water. Walking back over to Allison he handed one to her. "Thirsty?" Maverick was doing his best to help her feel safe here, it usually was quiet which is why he was surprised to see any walkers. Adjusting the few items in his hands he also reached over picking up another can of stew for himself. "So, how have you been?" He knew such a question was strange for a time like this, but he figured what most people needed in a time like this was normalcy. A sense that things might be ok one day.

He began to walk towards they had come from and towards half broken ladder that lead to the roof, ladder that would require someone to jump and then pull themselves up. Glancing at it for a few minutes and to Allison he raised an eyebrow. "Will you need help?" Maverick of course was referring more to if she'd be able to reach the ladder not if she'd be able to pull herself up, for all he knew she could of gained more muscle then what he saw. Blinking it was as if Maverick finally realized something else. "Is there anything you need to get?" It was strange he was far more talkative then he'd ever been, maybe it was from the lack of contact with another human being?

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Beth's eyes scanned Carl for a moment hearing about not coming up with a plan, now that was a odd one. The young man seemed quite capable of coming up with plans if needed, especially if he was already ready to head out. Brushing off her curiosity she simply smiled, she was more than happy to help come up with a destination. She wasn't sure if either of the two saw the door last night.

It was hard to see the color change in Carl’s cheeks because of the dim lighting but his words were clear and she couldn't help but shake her head slightly. Beth didn't want anyone to get hurt or worse die trying to protect her, was her life worth his? But it didn't matter what she said because Carl was determined to protect the two of them, leaving their conversation at that she focused on where they were going next.

It seemed her excitement about remembering the supply room was a little much and she received no enthusiastic responses. Calming herself slightly she just nodded her head to Carl before leading the way towards the unexplored room. But her attempt to hear through the door seemed to prove useless because she couldn't hear anything, since when was any room safe? She figured Carl would still use caution when entering; maybe she should have just left it up to him in the first place.

She had to admit it was a bit odd stepping aside and allowing Carl to take lead seeing as she came along to make sure they didn't get hurt but she was letting him go first. But even she had tried to go first would he have let her, either way, what's done is done. "Right behind you, remember I can help" She didn't want Carl to take on everything and put himself in a tight spot. But when he spoke to Ava to stay close he didn't seem as concerned which made the blonde frown ever so slightly, didn't matter because she wouldn't leave Ava behind. But her attention was drawn to Carl when he stepped forward to unlatch the door knob before stepping back; he was defiantly one of the bravest boys his age that she had ever met. Beth could tell the young man was much more grown up then what his age would make you believe.

With a small thump of his foot the door was pushed open and he cautiously entered, Beth not far behind him though enough if he decided he wasn't sticking around in the room. Stepping part way through the door she could hear the groans and moans of the walkers, yup listening through a door is completely useless. Her fingers wrapped tightly around the bat as she slowly glanced around the poorly lit room, how many were there? Everything seemed alright to start with because they had yet to notice that there were living humans in the doorway. But that only lasted so long before ones attention was on Carl, but its failed attempt at grabbing at him ended with the walker falling to the floor. When the other walkers turned their attention towards them she couldn't help but glance to the young girl who was standing to the side of Beth.

Looking back towards the leader of the small group just as the walker on the ground grabbed a hold of his ankle, before she could even make a sound he had it handled. Letting out a small sigh of relief before noticing him step back closer to them, he only had so much ammo on him which meant he couldn't afford to waste any. But would they only come from in front of them? Her eyes glanced over to where Ava stood and the shadows just to her side, it seemed they were just waiting until fresh meat came. One seemed to be making its way towards the young girl who was more distracted by the walkers Carl was taking out with ease and perfect aim.

"Ava duck" The young girl glanced at Beth before just listening and ducking herself down. Beth had already positioned herself so she wouldn't hit Carl when she swung. With a swift but hard swing she brought the bat to the walker’s skull hearing the crack and seeing the damage before the thing went limp and fell to the ground. But what she wasn't expecting was the small squeak of a scream; all she heard was Ava say behind her. Turning in time to catch a walker that stumbled forward onto, Beth hit the ground with a thud. Using all the strength she had to hold the walker far enough away from her, the bat was the only thing that kept its hands from clawing. Her face was pushed to the side to avoid the jaw that attempted to take a chunk out.

But her eyes noticed the other walker that was close behind this one, she couldn't handle two on her "Carl" But as she finished speaking his name a shot rang out, and the other walker approaching her fell to the ground limp. Thing was the shot never came from Carl, but from Ava's direction. Beth's attention was soon back to the walker on top of her, she was angry at herself for getting into this position, here she is wanting to help and she was just a burden in the end. Just about to put all her strength into pushing the walker off in one swift moment the thing went limp and she shoved it off with a little more ease. Glancing over at Ava to see where she was staring, her bright blue eyes followed to where she was staring, Carl was okay, right? Beth was so concerned with her current situation she didn't have time to check on the younger male.

Location: The Prison Company:Carl, Ava, Thoughts:Bad idea to come here..

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Ava could make out bits and pieces of what the two ahead of her were discussing but none of it she really paid attention to. She already knew how Jack would feel if she was gone, but what Ava was more afraid of was getting into danger then having to face Jack after. The young girl promised to stay out of trouble, so what does she do? Grab a gun and follow Carl for supplies, sure that doesn't spell trouble, but even taking the gun would get her in trouble.

Frowning slightly the young girl looked back at the two ahead of her, what would happen if they stayed here? Would Ava finally get along with everyone? Or would she forever be pushed away by the young man who was only a little older. Plus Ava could swear she was thirteen soon, it was sort of hard to track the months lately so she could only assume. The young girl was in her own world letting her mind wander as she walked through the corridors of the prison, she wasn't really sure where they were going but she followed.

But once the two came to a halt in front of a door that read supplies, she did as well examining the slightly worn off sign. So what was really behind that door? It seemed Beth attempted to listen for Walkers but she couldn't hear anything, which meant what.. Looking over to Carl for a moment before glancing in the opposite direction not wanting to get caught staring at him, but she did look back to Beth who had stepped away from the door allowing someone else to enter the room first. Ava was not going to stick herself in the front when Carl had already announced for her to stay out of his way. Her eyes looked to him once more this time for him to take the lead but when he spoke up to Beth about staying close she expected the same, but his words to say the same thing were chosen differently. He guessed? Truthfully if Ava didn't think she might die she would go barging through that door first just to make him angry; but in this kind of world and situation she wasn't going to put her life on her line to do so.

Instead her dark hazel eyes focused on his every move, though she couldn't help but wonder if kicking it open was still a bit noisy. She half expected walkers to come pouring out right off the bat, but it seemed that was not the case just yet. Watching the male enter the room first cautiously and ready to fire if needed, then Beth followed in and Ava last. Stepping to the side so she could see around the two and see the walkers that seemed to be drawing the others attention. So far it seemed the mindless creatures hadn't even notice their entrance, so sneak attack? But it seemed that only lasted so long before one caught a whiff of Carls live flesh because its arms were outstretched for him.

But he wasn't planning to just stand there and let it have a snack; with a quick step back he was safe from harm and the walker hit the floor with a thump. Sadly it seemed the one hitting the ground was loud enough to draw the others to look and see what was standing so close. Her eyes slightly flickered to each walker ahead of them, so leave it all to the guy with the gun? Well it seemed the situation wasn't calling for her to bring the weapon out.

Her eyes shifted between the two before looking back at the large sum of walkers, she hadn't even noticed the fallen walker had taken a hold of Carl’s ankle until the first gunshot rang out. Ava watched with concern but he backed up beside the two without much care for the walker he just killed instead he was warning them to stay close once more. He only had so much ammo, so would her gun be helpful. The young girl stood there raking her mind over the thought, her hand gently resting on the weapon hidden behind her shirt. But her thoughts were interrupted by hearing her name and duck, instead of pausing to question the action the young girl ducked.

Hearing the bat above her come into contact with something other than the wall she peered behind her to see the limp body of the walker that fell to the ground. Looking back to Beth "Than-- behind you!" before finishing thanking the blonde she noticed the movement behind her doing her best to warn her in time, but Beth hit the ground with a thud. Thankfully the older girl had moved enough that she now was holding the walker above her slightly. Ava couldn't help but panic slightly, if Carl turned around to help they might overrun him from the front. But what made it worse was the second walker that had its dead eyes locked on Beth. Okay now was as good time as any other. Digging the gun out she quickly examined the gun flicking the safety off before trying to aim. Her arms were shaking, and she hadn't had a chance to shoot before; but she roughly knew how to handle and aim it, not to mention it was somewhat close range.

Taking a deep breath and releasing her finger slowly pulled the trigger, the shot echoed loudly through her ears and she let out a small squeak of a scream from the recoil she was not expecting. Somehow she had beginners luck when it came to that shot because the second walker approaching was now limp on the ground. Her eyes now looked at the one that was still attempting to chew Beth's face off, defiantly not shooting again; she could still feel the recoil in her arms. The young girl didn't bend her arms enough instead she panicked and tried to get the gun as close to the walker as possible which ended in her arms being much more extended.
s**t, now where did she drop her knife? Ava wasn't thinking when she went for the gun and simply let her blade drop to the cement floor, getting to her knees she searched for the knife until she found the sharp blade. Stumbling with the blade until it was firm in her grip she moved swiftly to Beth's side bring the blade down into the back of the walker’s skull, and with a hard tug removed the blade and slumped herself back.

But her eyes then flicked up to Carl, crap how was he handling himself? Ava had almost forgotten the fact that they were not safe just yet.

'Your the one who always told me to keep my chin up high, but in a world like this is that really possible'

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April Black

Letting out a high pitched whistle the dark haired woman stood silently with her back leaning against the jeep, her eyes slowly tracing the tree's looking for any sign of movement. The boys had yet to return from scouting ahead, of course it wasn't that she was worried about them; more bored seeing as there wasn't much going on in the forest. "When is he going to send us to do something more thrilling" Sighing slightly she ran a hand through her thick dirty locks before pushing off the jeep and taking a few steps forward before hearing a snap of a twig causing her to whip around and face the walker that was headed towards her. "Sorry to burst your bubble, but I wasn't calling you" The woman was not expecting any sort of response and received a few groans and moans before the thing came stumbling at her. But she didn't move from where she stood until last minute, just as it reached out for her she stepped to the side and swung around slamming the blade of her knife into its skull. Retracting the blade she took a step away from the limp body only to hear more rustling in the bushes, but she didn't seem too worried, instead she stood there in silence and waited for whatever it was to show.

It seemed she was right not to be too concerned seeing two male step out in front of her panting "Hey.. Why do you just get to stand there while we do all the hard work?" They seemed to be glaring daggers at her, seemed like she might almost have a mutiny on her hands, a small grin curled onto her lips. "Now boys.. Who did The Governor put in charge? You two? No no.. Myself, now if you wish to challenge my position then have at it" Coolly wiping the walkers blood from her blade before examining it for a moment, but her eyes trailed over to the two males who seemed to be standing still. "I'm sure he wouldn't be too upset of two less mouths to feed" It seemed they realized it wasn't best to challenge her and continued to search a bit more nearby for anyone that might be still living. "I still don't understand why he worries so much.." The female mumbled her words under her breath before turning and heading out into the brush slightly eyes wide and alert for any movement, she knew better then to let something sneak up on her.

Digging into her jacket pocket she pulled out a half empty pack of smokes along with a black lighter, taking one of the cigarettes she placed it in her lips before lighting it and taking a long drag. Exactly what she needed, releasing the smoke with a large sigh almost she returned the smokes and lighter back to her pocket. Of course her knife wasn't the only weapon she had on her, but she wasn't stupid enough to let off a few loud shots causing a horde of walkers in her direction.

But it seemed their little scouting mission was about to get a little more interesting when one of the men ran to her side telling her that they have seen some movement within the part of Woodbury they were not occupying. A small smirk formed on her lips as she followed to the edge of the trees were the other two men were watching from a distance trying to figure out what to do next. "Well they are getting a bit close to home, it's only time before they discover our walls" The dark haired woman finished her smoke before dropping the butt into the grass and stomping it into the ground. Without a word they watched from a distance until the woman had entered the building and the male was searching through the garage, "Stay here, and watch my back. We are going to play nice.. It's his call, not ours" She warned the men, knowing they wouldn't fire unless necessary, then again they might be all up for her being taken out by a random stranger.

She didn't trust anyone, but as much as she said watch her back, she never expects anyone to, in this kind of a world, and the only way to survive is to watch your own back. Stepping out into the streets she moved towards the house but stayed a few feet away scuffing her feet on the cement, before speaking up "Well, hello there good looking" April couldn't help but grin ever so slightly before pulling out another cigarette, lighting it she took a drag before glancing at the windows in the house. "What brings you and your girlfriend to Woodbury?" She showed no hostilities and spoke calmly; she was just hoping she wasn't going to be shot by the woman within the house because she couldn't determine her position.

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Dimitris heard the shuffling of feet behind him before he heard the woman's voice, he continued to do what he was doing without turning around to acknowledge her. He had no fear with Lyra being upstairs now doubt she had her eyes where she could see everything that was coming into the garage. "She'd be mighty pissed if she heard you say that. Like a tiger shark that one." Dimitris scoffed and shook his head, picking up a couple of wrenches he looked over his shoulder to the woman who had started talking to him. He stared at her for a moment caught off guard by how lovely she was, he hadn't expected an attitude to come out of such a lovely looking young woman. Immediately he started to kick himself for not turning around sooner and for not expecting the attitude. This one reminded him of Lyra, she'd likely not take well to his back sassing and sideways comments either. What was it with women and the End of the World?
"" The man called out softly as he tried to lift the dead weight off himself. The dark haired woman rolled her eyes and helped push the creature off her companion. The creature rolled off the man and slumped once more to the ground, the man lay there for a moment before looking to the woman with a hunting bow slung over her shoulder, a quiver of arrows at her back. "You know, Locsley.. For someone who's as pretty as you are. Your probably bout as cuddly as Jellyfish" The woman scoffed gently and offered the man a hand up. He gladly took the hand and allowed her to help him to his feet. Walking towards the downed large woman, Lyra removed the arrow from its skull as she had with the other walker before wiping the bodily fluids on her pant leg.

"Well our car broke down just a ways out of town, that way, we came here looking for some tools I need to fix her." Dimitris replied with that sarcastic grin on his face that clearly read he was interested and flirting. Granted everything he had said was a lie and even the direction he had pointed in had been false but Dimitirs knew too well that giving away vital information would be the death of you in times like this. Lyra had moved from her post upstairs in the window to the down stairs once again. There was a hole in the garage that hid her but lined up a perfect shot as long as Dimitris didn't step in the way with his flirting. Lyra sat back in the house and assessed the situation, the two men were a ways back and the woman didn't seemed too heavily armed but that didn't mean she wasn't still a threat.
"If this is your house, I apologize, we don't mean anyone any harm just surviving, like anyone else out here.." Dimitris pipped up as he brought a hand through his hair and an arm to lean casually against the side of the garage."You seem to be doing fine, you and your boyfriends." Dimitris gestured towards the men in the distance with a subtle nod of his head before smiling sarcastically and waving to the men.
Lyra rolled her eyes "idiot..." Lyra thought to herself as Dimitris continued with his playful banter.

[Dynasty Juliet]

Giving his farewells to everyone Conner left to step outside with Sasha. It tore at his heart to have to leave her but he trusted his sister with everything, including his life and his daughter’s life. Passing Ava he looked down at the girl and squeezed her shoulder gently, “Be safe.” He said gently. When Adriana, Avery and he got in the van the three drove in a decent manor neatly behind the other vehicle. He slowed his vehicle down when he seen Jack’s hummer did so. A small grin crossed his face when Jack spoke. “Adriana, those two goons that we picked up last week- the two that gave you a hard time… Look at ‘em now.” He stated slowly, showing her the walkers ahead. Jack mowed one down in her hummer while only grazing the other. The side door of the van slid open and Avery leaned out throwing a knife into the second ones skull, making it fall. “Good aim girl. I don’t know what we would do without you.” He stated still impressed with her skill with the knives.

The drive to the store was a semi silent one. Conner wasn’t going to press Adriana to speak or to make up her mind on the spot- best let her decide if a group was a good decision for her now or not. He rolled the windows down and let air in on the way, he was trying to focus himself knowing that Jack would try to runt his trip tightly to bring The Prison Groups people back alive. Avery seemed to enjoy sitting in the back with Rex and the dog seemed to enjoy the company. While passing a slightly jammed area he was careful to watch the road ahead but also watched carefully for anything moving. Survivors were more dangerous than the dead in all actuality. Especially those who made it this far, a year after the outbreak could make even the best people turn into primitive beast. “You know, after a year of this… It’s nice to have found someone that doesn’t seem to want our heads right off the bat.” He said to Adriana as they pulled into the shopping center’s parking lot.

Getting out of the van he watched as Avery let Rex out and waited to join the rest of the group until Adriana rejoined his side. A single stray walker was coming up on them and he looked to Jack who let the dogs handle it. When Maggie spoke up he looked at her and gave an appreciative nod. “It’s safe as long as they don’t ingest too much blood. We’ve been out here for a year and the dogs are our most important asset to living. Rex and the other two were trained not to just sniff out bombs but to kill- as you can see. The animal, especially our dogs it seems, has higher tolerances to the blood. There have been a few cases when the dogs have gotten too much in their systems but all they do is get sick- we haven’t lost one. Rex is mine, Reno is Jacks and Target is.. Hers too. We didn’t know when this started. We used them as defense only, they would tell us when the walkers were getting close, intruders and the whole nine but they took a walker down that got too close to Sasha one day, and since then they take down only a few. We check their mouths for sores, cuts or any abnormality multiple times on a daily base.” he stated before listening to Jack speak about the plan.

Moving around to the van he pulled out a waist and thigh holster combo and asked Adriana to come over. The slightly younger girl was appealing to the eyes and he had to admit that he liked the fact that he didn’t play the dasmil in distress card. His green orbs met hers for a moment and he flashed her a charming smile. “Here, let’s get this on you and arm you to the Tee.” He stated lowly and took both ends of the belt in one hand. Stepping closer to the smaller female he got a much better appreciation for her. Her slender frame and tones features made him want to reach out to her but he resisted, for the most part. Reaching around her he took hold of the holster with both hands and brought it around her waist for her. “This is military grade equipment, you don’t have to worry about being easy on it.” He stated in a calm tone, trying to keep his eyes from wondering from the equipment. A small shiver ran down his spine as he dropped carefully to one knee, fastening and securing the thigh holsters on each leg. Before he got up he looked up to Avery who seemed to be following him. She extended two hand guns at a time to him and he secured them into the holsters for the female, then when Avery extended the knives he winked up at the ‘knife specialist’, “ Reading my mind now?” He asked slipping another knife into the opposite boot and raising slowly to place a second one on the belt. When the other woman replied with a snarky comment about someone having to walk him through being on his knees he let out a small chuckle looking back down at Adriana with a half-smile. “There ya go. All set to take on whatever comes your way.” He said offering her a radio in the case that they got separated. He took Adriana by the hand for a moment to lead her back to the group who seemed ready to go, “Alright, here is a short range radio. It’s preset to the correct channel, if one of us calls it will beep but very low, so be listening- because the volume is set down to keep Walkers from finding anyone that might be hiding. It’s less than a two mile radius now- they are going out… So don’t run too far unless you absolutely have too. We don’t leave anyone behind, so if you do get out of range do not give up on calling every five minutes- turning them off in between. “ He stated before looking around the group.

They needed an entry plan. Jack and Avery took to making a quick lap around the store to locate entrances and exits, also spotting for walkers while they were at it with Reno and Target as escorts. Conner took to make sure that the radios were all charged, set to the lowest sound setting and then handed them out. When the two woman returned he spoke to Jack just for a second before nodding. “Alright so you think just a basic Raid Sweep? Then getting the good and hitting the other one?” When Jack nodded he looked back to the group and tapped Adriana on the shoulder as Jack spoke up. “Alright. Adriana and Conner will run lead- meaning they will take the front. Glenn and Maggie you two take the middle while Avery and willI take the back. We’ll enter together and do a sweep of the entire store. We will stay together, it’ll take longer than separating but we’re a lot less likely to be taken by any surprises. We’ll check the back just to clear walkers and remember: We can always come back we only need a few items. Those first then grab what want and we’re out in less than fifteen, drop the good and hit the next one like always.” Her words made him sober up his thoughts and concentrate on the task at hand. A soon-to-be mother and baby were counting on these supplies.

[TechiNerd_21]

ღ To take the pain of others and cure them is my job.ღ

She sat there waiting for breakfast, the sounds of the others seeming to swirl around her in a wave of mumbles and different tones. It wasn't till seeing the plate being set in front of her by Carol that caused Angelica to look up slowly at the older woman and give a gentle nod of her head in thanks for the food. She began to eat slowly watching everyone move about, and her gaze to drift to Jack and the others as they entered to come and join them to eat. What had her concerned the most was when the one called Lori grabbed her stomach and proclaimed her water break. Well Angelica didn't know to much about having baby's but she knew that wasn't good, and the way everyone was acting just confirmed her own concerns. Wait..a run? Angelica finished eating and moved the plate away before glancing up at Jack. A small pout formed on her lips, she never liked when Jack and the others went on run's.

She never knew what they were doing, how they were doing and if they would come back, or come back safe and sound. Moving Angelica stood up holding the straps of her book bag, her blue eyes watching everyone talk amongst themselves. Sometimes she wondered what would they do if she spoke up now, if she voiced that she wanted to go as well, even though she knew how bad that idea was. But as usual Angelica stood there still and silent as orders were given and plans were made. Gripping the straps of her book bag a bit tighter as Jack walked towards her, a shy look came across her face along with a small tinge of pink as she burred her mouth into the neck of her sweater as Jack knelled down to her and listened to her words about being good and listening to the others. Giving a small nod of her head in response to her words, Angelica would do her best to help all she could and do as Jack said. It was the least she could do, Jack's next words had her eyes open wide for a moment and glancing to the red head. Feeling the kiss upon her forehead made Angelica's face turn bright red.

Turning just a bit her soft blue eyes watched the backs of Conner and Jack as they left with Rex, Rino and Trigger leaving the two pups, Angel and Demon with them here in the prison. Once she was left alone in the room Angelica walked over to the pups, squatting down to pet them gently, a small smile formed as one of them licked her cheek, moving from squatting to kneeling Angelica hugged them both close to her. It was true she was getting bored of coloring, and she would later probably explore outside but she was waiting till things were a bit more settled down before doing so. Footsteps were heard once more, it was the older ones coming back inside and making up there own plans. Something to help Lori. Looking to Lori Angelica's formed a look of concern on her face to the pregnant woman, she hoped she'd be fine and that they could help her.

When Ava, and the others, called Beth and Carl started towards the metal door she didn't like, Angelica stood up slowly still a hand on both heads of the pups. It seemed everyone was busy and she didn't mind being ignored for now, standing on the side lines in the shadows. It was what she was best at, and if they needed her all they had to was call for her. But sometimes Angelica had a knack of doing her own stuff at the same time, and she was about to do so after a few minutes of Ava, Beth and Carl being gone. She wasn't sure what it was when she glanced to the metal door once more when her attention was taken form Lori but she wasn't getting a good feeling and the pups could sense it as well. Feeling there fur on the back of there necks stand up where her hands were. A pout formed on her lips before she slowly crouched down and look at the tow pups before standing up once more and took hold of there collars and quietly made her way towards the door while staying in the shadows and near the wall. Once near the door she quietly set her book bag down on the ground beside it and took out the small pocket knife she had and slipped it into the front pocket of her hoodie.

It seemed like Angelia made it through the door and into the hallway, now the tricky part finding Ava, Beth and Carl. Angel and Demon soon began to half drag Angelica in a direction, her feet following them as fast as she could, low growls coming form them. She could feel her own hear speed up and her breathing become heavy, she was nervous, she had entered trough the door that had scared her when she first got here, and where she swore she heard walkers. That meant, they could be just around the corner. Gulping Angelica kept a tight grip on the pups collars. Sure they were somewhat trained like the other three dogs, but to what extent she wasn't sure. Though as she rounded the corner, she saw a terrifying sight that had her eyes widen.

Before her stood Ava, Beth and Carl like she was looking for but there were dead walkers around there feet and more from what she could make out in the dark coming from the open door. Why didn't they just shut the door! It didn't make sense to her but she wouldn't let any the walkers take Ava...or the others away from. With the most serious expression she could muster at this time Angelica let go of the collars of the pups as they darted past her with Angelica right behind them, vicious growls and bared teeth were heard and seen from the pups before Angel and Demon both took down the closest Walker in front of Carl. Angelica reached them and moved past Carl her heart pounding in he ears as the pups knocked the walker off it's feet and tumbling into the others trying to get through the door. On her tip toes she reached up to the door handle and started to pull the door shut while fighting the Walkers that were trying to still get through.

Her hood had fallen off her head now, and the pups had moved away from the door and guarding the others. Angelica had the door almost shut before her blue eyes moved to the back of the room past the walker that was reaching for her, she something move in the background that distracted enough to see a walker's head come up near her arm and move to bite down. Angelica's mouth moved as if she was going to scream before her small hand reached into the pocket of her sweater and pulled out a knife stabbing the walker into the head, it's blood splattering onto her face, of course just before she did it had grabbed the arm of her sweater and ripped a hole in the arm, just grazing her skin. Soon she found herself stumbling backwards while shutting the door behind her. She fell down to the ground amongst the undead, her knife sliding across the ground from when she fell.

Her eyes were wide and panicked as she stared at the door, the sounds of the groans and banging echoing in her ears. Her breathing quick and pausing as if she was choking to breath. Then came the tears, silent but they fell down her cheek as realization of what she had done caught up with her. All from putting her own life in harms way, to being able to do what she did..and all from her killing a Walker and almost having her arm bit. She was sure to get yelled at for this but, more people would miss the others than herself, or so she thought. Snapping out of it her hands grabbed her hoodie and began to use the bottom end to wipe the blood off her face quickly with her eyes shut. Thankfully none of it had gotten into her eyes or mouth. Shakily she began to stand or try to, her eyes closing tightly before opening them trying to stop the tears as she moved to Ava. Standing before the older girl, she gulped tears staining her cheeks before giving Ava a proper hug and burying her face into the girl's stomach, just for a moment. The comfort of another calming Angelica's nerves. Angel and Demon sniffed at Angelica then the others ensuring they were all safe. After a moment she slowly let go while opening her eyes staring at the ground, her one hand rubbing the empty space on her arm where sweater should of been. Slowly she looked up at Carl and Beth and bit her lip before bowing her head in her way of an apology. Then creeping behind Ava for safety reasons.

ღ Human life is purely a matter of deciding what's important to you. ღ

((O.O.C: Sorry if I missed people, and if some things were wrong, if so let me know and I'll fix it! :3 ))

[Flutter-By-Chii]

April Black

A small chuckle escaped her lips, the woman would be mighty pissed at hearing such a comment? Seems the two were not of that relationship, but she could simply assume when its a single male and woman traveling, "Ah, well, it is not my intention to piss her off" Especially not with the fact that one shot could take her out if she wasn't quick enough to react depending on the chosen weapon. She couldn't help but assume the man was far to easy going seeing as he showed no interest in a strangers appearance, at least not until he had what he was looking for in his hand. April easily noticed the fact that when he did take a look at her he stared for a moment, raising a brow she shifted her weight to her other foot before taking another long drag of her cigarette, blowing the smoke out she examined the male closely. He was defiantly muscular, and could handle his own ground, his appearance from the front was just as appealing as his back making April keep her grin.

Broken down car? Fix her? "Ah, your one of those car guys. This your baby girl you got to fix?" In her past life she met quite a few of those types, though she couldn't help but wonder what men saw in cars over women, just not the same. With a small shake of her head she gave a smile "Well, if it's tools you need. We might have some back at my camp" She wasn't about to let them know just yet that deeper into Woodbury there was a wall, and a town of people inside, they could not threaten that safety. "Nah, I'd be much more offended if you went snooping through my stuff. Feel free to look, most things have been scavenged by the few survivors passing through" The body language Dimitris was giving off was enough to make April feel comfortable in the situation, he was not showing any signs that he was going to start shooting. The woman's who's position was still unknown may have had other intentions but she would just have to wait and see.

But his comment caught her off guard when he commented about her boyfriends, bursting out laughing ever so slightly "Boyfriends? Damn, they wish. Like hell they could handle a woman like me" April wasn't high on herself, but if they didn't even have the balls to challenge her command where would they ever get the balls to be her man. "Their just men under orders... Look, we have something set up, it's safe and you two can take a break, probably get some tools" April wasn't lying, sure they didn't always welcome newcomers with open arms, but if they weren't planning to stay, then who knows what the Governor will say. Crossing her arms over her chest she leaned against a broken down car that was on the street, what would they say? If they didn't want to come along it was best they didn't continue into Woodbury not escorted or they may be shot on sight..

GothamPD

[queen of wifi]

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His bullets were running out one after the other. Each time he pulled the trigger, he kept track of how many rounds would remain. It went from fourteen, to eight, and now five. Honestly, he knew that with each passing moment the walkers would prove to be even more of a threat than they are now and he'd have to waste further ammunition to decrease the odds of them, well, killing himself or the other two girls.Carl looked back at Beth when she called out to Ava and warned her to duck. He studied the position she immediately got into before she gave one hell of a swing that nearly hit him but luckily it missed and slammed straight into the walker's skull. "Nice one", he nodded at her, a simple compliment pertaining to the perfect swing that was aimed at the walker's head, smashing it in entirely with it's blood splattering upon impact. Most of it sprayed onto his face and his shirt since he was standing nearby when Beth attacked the walker. Although it was pretty disgusting, he did not care because it was the least of his worries at the moment. He jumped back when the walker collapsed unto the floor so it wouldn't fall ontop of him as well, but he needed to keep taking a few steps back in order to avoid the walkers that were coming toward him from the supply room. He continued to shoot at the ones that were too close for comfort just when Ava began to say something then in turn she warned Beth from an incoming walker. As much as he wanted to whip around and help them, he couldn't because he was dealing the walkers that were infront of him. One wrong move and he's done for.

If it weren't for the sound of Beth falling, Carl never would have turned around. How could he be so careless? He promised to protect Beth, but still managed to get her into even more danger by letting the walkers pass him completely unnoticed. It was only a matter of time before the walkers flung themselves at the girl in an attempt to grab a decent chunk of her flesh. Carl, being completely consumed in the event of diminishing the outrageously frightening horde of walkers, turned around only to see Beth laying on her back with a walker lying on top of her, a baseball bat held in front of her which created a barrier between her and the beast that tried to gnaw at the wooden material. He froze, nearly breathless when she called his name. In that moment, he felt his face heat up once more, and he rose his gun to shoot at the walker. Worry coursed through him - he couldn't have someone he greatly cared for be eaten for the sake of his conscience and others. He pulled the trigger once; no reaction. He pulled it again - nothing. His eyes widened with shock as he soon came to realize that he was finally out of ammunition. He remembered that he spent his last shot taking out one of the walkers that were approaching him. He somehow lost track along the way while he kept firing his gun and now that it came to this, he was really in a tight position. From what he understood, since Ava did not say she came equipped with a gun, they had no other long range weapons with them. They can still make do with what Beth brought along with her, but how effective would using a single bat be to exterminate a horde of hungry flesh eaters?? He felt powerless, useless and even weak as he fell victim to being defenseless. It was almost as if he was going back on his word to protect them; it was that simple, really. His efforts were not enough; He realized this without a doubt. He found himself still holding onto his gun despite it having no ammunition, looking hopeless while he felt himself staring at Beth, his mind racing as to what he should do next. He was hoping she'd hold on just for a second longer just when he saw Ava scramble over to Beth and killing the thing with the same knife he saw her with when they came here. He pursed his lips and hastily averted his eyes nervously when the younger girl and Beth cast their eyes on him. Ava voluntarily did what he was entitled to, yet he just stood there pondering on what to do next.

A loud gunshot was heard from behind him. He furrowed his eyebrows. His eyes flickered over to Ava, his gaze primarily focused on the gun in her hand. He was slightly confused at the sight of her holding a weapon, but it seems she was concealing it for such occasion. Why hadn't she mentioned she had it with her? It would have aided him in disposing of the walkers earlier, yet the young girl made the decision to keep this hidden. Carl noticed how Ava seemed to be experiencing the aftermath of shooting a gun for the first time. Her arms weren't bent correctly, she was holding it incorrectly, not to mention her scream was a curt reaction from the recoil. He distinctly recalled having a similar experience when he fired his first gun. He jogged over to Beth, pushing and ducking past a few walkers that wanted to grab him. He crouched beside her, resting his palm against her shoulder, bright blue eyes searching her face. " Are you okay, Beth?", he asked her calmly before rising onto his two feet and extending his hand to help her onto hers as well.

Carl couldn't sit back and watch this. He underestimated how far he could stretch his ammo and now that he was completely out he needed to think fast. Catching sight of a crooked chair that was leaning against the wall he quickly thought of a plan that could surely help somewhat. It wasn't much, though he was positive the three of them weren't in any position to complain at this point. On the other hand, he could have simply asked Ava for her gun, but his pride stepped in the way of him wanting to do it. He darted over to the chair, flipped it over on it's back and tried to remove the flimsy pointed leg with his bare hands. He had his foot against the bottom of the chair to keep it steady during his several tries to pull. The intense force in which he tried to pry the crooked wooden leg away from the bottom of the chair ended up in vain as his grip suddenly slipped and his hand flung back into his right eye unexpectedly. It carried the same force that would have been equivalent to a punch. He cried out in pain. "Ugh! Dammit!", he instinctively held a hand against his injured eye, wincing and complaining under a heavy breath. It wasn't until the groans of the walkers behind him, and the presence of the two females he reassured safety to, when he snapped out his state of injury and tried to grab hold of the chair leg once more. With more effort, he managed to yank the wooden piece away from the base of the chair. With the pointed piece of wood in his grasp, it would serve more than a vital weapon. Grabbing a male walker by the neck he jabbed the pointed end of the leg into it's forehead, watching it go limp before he pulled the leg out and kicked the lifeless body onto the floor. He proceeded to do this method with several other walkers, tiring himself out in the process to the point where he was breathless and panting. He did not eat breakfast this morning and skipped dinner last night so now he was going to compensate for having missed out on a source of potential nutrition to grant him energy. Skipping meals shouldn't be much of a big deal, though in this case it mattered a lot more than he gave credit for. Not only were these walkers dangerous, but killing them at close range did require some amount of strength. Pushing a dead human who is likely to weigh three, maybe four times your size wasn't an easy task. And just imagine killing them one after the other; oh boy. He was so slender in comparison to a full grown walking corpse - of course it wouldn't be easy. Carl did not bother to look back at the girls, knowing that he will only get distracted with how they were handling themselves. Besides, he failed them twice already. He needs to stay focused, but how long did he have to keep reminding himself about that fact? His eye that he accidentally smacked earlier was now stinging him. It left a dark bruise around it, and man did it hurt. Ignoring the pain seemed like a good idea, since he can tend to it after this situation was dealt with.

With a rather hard thrust a walker had just fallen onto the ground. It writhed, moaning and clawing at the air. For someone who was apparently exhausted he pushed that walker down like it was no problem. Carl drove his shoe straight into the walker's head several times with what little strength he had, eventually crushing it's skull in. His pant leg and his shoe were soaked in blood, observing the crude scene before him. He could see the mushy remains of the brain and the pool of blood that formed under it. Nasty. Still panting, he stepped away from the now dead walker only to realize that more were approaching him from infront and behind. Great, now he was cornered? He rose his hand with the wooden chair leg in defense, ready to strike while he tried to regulate his breathing. Hearing a vicious growl sounding not too far from where he stood, Carl flicked his head towards the source of the noise and noticed the two dogs Jackie and her group owned; Angel and Demon. How the heck did those two get here? Did they sniff them out? And.. weren't they with the younger girl, Angelica, in the lunch room? " This can't be good..", he muttered under his heaving breath. it wasn't long before both dogs charged forward and tackled the surrounding walkers, taking them down with little to no effort. Still confused at the appearance of the dogs, Carl, taking use of this opportunity, decided to finish off the fallen walkers with that very same weapon in hand, kneeling down and aiming straight for the forehead. In no time flat, they were all killed. He paused to take a breath then turned around slowly, not acknowledging that Angelica had just walked past him. In fact, he wasn't even paying attention and didn't even know she was here in the first place.

" Watch out for any more-- What the heck..." , his voice trailed as he caught sight of the younger girl trying to close the door leading into the supply room. The walkers were pushing against it, almost overpowering her with their weight against the door. He wanted to help, he really did, but the young male was.. stunned. Clearly, Angelica being a mere child was capable of handling herself without any help from outside forces. She successfully - though with some struggle - withheld the walkers back into the room. When she fell, dropping her knife in the process, he felt like he was inclined to run over to her and help her up, especially since she appeared so frightened and definitely traumatized by what she did. Instead, he just.. stood there, breathing heavily as he was still out of breath and exhausted. He was at a loss for words - he was angry, frustrated and now tired. He clenched his fists tightly trying to contain the rage that was boiling inside of him. Neither of the girls knew how much he wanted to explode in this moment. He glared at the small figure who immediately flew into the arms of Ava, almost like she was seeking comfort while she cowered in fear. Her sweater had been torn apart thanks to the walkers, but he was positive she had more clothes, right? Or maybe he'd ask his mother to mend the fabric back together for her. Though, with how angry he was right now.. He couldn't even think straight, let alone consider doing something so 'thoughtful '. He angrily walked towards Ava and pulled the gun from where she had it, waving it in her face as if to spite her then deliberately dropped it onto the ground. He leaned in closer so that his and Ava's noses were almost touching, his eyes locked on hers. His glare intensified the longer he stared. He ignored everyone else, including the dogs, intending only to direct his attention on Ava.

"Remember that? How long did you have that gun? Why didn't you tell me earlier? You thought it would be funny to be a certain bad a s s and whip it out whenever you felt like it? ". His tone was sharp and unusually loud. Not one to cuss. he'd normally substitute swearing for another word but this time he wasn't holding back, and neither should Ava.

"Just.. holy crap! How stupid are you?! You should have mentioned this before, then I wouldn't have wasted all of my bullets taking those walkers out. What if you hadn't pulled out that gun in time? Huh? Beth could have been killed. And you would have likely suffered the same fate. Not like I'd care anyway since you have been nothing but irritating for the past, what, half an hour?" His voice had risen higher with every word that spilled from his mouth. Thank God Lori wasn't here, because then he wouldn't have to censor himself. He did forget that Beth could always go to his mother and tell the woman everything he said. " Plus, you didn't even know how to fire it. Why bring a weapon you have no knowledge on how to use? Again, are you stupid? it's like talking to a brick wall", he told her, no doubt frustrated and irritated with the girl. It wasn't her responsibility to look after Beth yet he felt he was justified to blame her on the account of a situation that could have been easily prevented. Whatever he has against Ava, it was slowly beginning to surface. He downright felt a general dislike for the girl - everything that she's done so far happened to tick him off more than the last. These were petty incidences, but he couldn't find the patience to deal with all of them. Plus, the fact that Angelica mysteriously popped out of no where? He nearly popped a vein because the girl almost got killed. " And second of all, what is she doing here? Isn't she, like, nine or something? You have no idea how dangerous it is for her to be around these things. She almost got bit trying to save all of us, not to mention she's a flipping kid! Am I the only sane person here who realizes this? ".. And, if this wasn't already a horrible dilemma to begin with, it was Ange and her two dogs that ended up saving his sorry a s s when it should have been the other way around. Talk about getting put in your place.. and by an eight year old little girl. One word - Embarrassing. "I knew you people coming here would be a mistake. My dad shouldn't have let you guys stay". He backed away from her slowly, shaking his head in denial while he spoke.
" You know what? I'm done with you people. Don't follow me, don't come near me. Just stay away from me.Think of it as an imaginary restraining order. I'm out". And with that the boy began walking away, soon bounding the corner where he was out of sight, deserting the three females with the graveyard of walkers they've all contributed in killing.


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[ex general celes]

Rick took a seat near Lori putting one hand on the small of her back and the other gently over her belly. " How are you doing?" The only question that popped in his mind, she obviously looked uncomfortable. He just wanted to make sure his wife was doing alright and that their baby is fine, fearing something would go terribly wrong while she goes into labor, he had such a bad feeling in his gut, but didn't want to cause Lori any unneeded stress instead, he took his hand away from her belly and laced his fingers with hers. " I'm not leaving your side, love " This was perhaps the first time in a long while he used an affectionate term towards her it won't be the last. He planned on going on a supply run before learning his wife's water broke, staying by her side was more important knowing she could go into labor any moment. Sighing, he got up and grabbed a rag from the kitchen and started wiping the translucent liquid wanting it thoroughly cleaned. After finishing, he trashed the soaked rag and sat back down near Lori again, same position. The idea of having another baby seemed exciting but a a part of him felt unsure if it was his; he would still love it unconditionally. Yet, there was still that horrible fear in his heart, the same fear that something would go wrong, he can only hope the delivery would go smoothly.

His thoughts wandered over to Carl wondering how he would take to his new baby brother or sister. Last, he saw the 13-year old, was him going off with Beth to prepare for it's arrival. Rick knows he would fiercely protect his family from the horrors of this world, so that won't be much of a problem, he rubbed Lori's hand affectionately, for once a smile formed on his lips, perhaps tiny but still a smile. One of the rare sights, he ever showed. " Our child deserves a good name, don't you think? " He wanted something fitting though nothing concrete came to mind, he simply wanted it to have a nice name, after all the child is his. Part of him was growing excited but the other half was still worried for Lori and the unborn baby, suddenly he heard some shouting it sounded like Carl. What happened now? he took a glance at his wife, eyebrows raised, whatever it is, it must have been really bad to piss the boy off, he noticed lately the teenager did have quite a temper more so than him. He was expecting complaints right about now, he furrowed his eyebrows.

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