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 Posted: Sat Sep 29, 2012 11:51 pm
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Isaiah still didn't look at her. He finished sorting things out of the bag and set it aside. He didn't like the situation he was in, being forced to answer questions he barely knew the answers to. It made him uncomfortable and unsure of things. As if he didn't actually care for her, he was just saying it because she was practically making him say it. But he did care about her, at least... he had to. Why else did his mind make him become so emotional whenever he thought he was going to lose her?
"Fie, go put a shirt on," he told her, not responding to her question as soon as she become hostile. He stood up, and began gathering the items. Leo stared towards the tent, putting them with the rest of their supplies before returning and grabbing up the rifle, he eyed it reloading the weapon and putting it inside as well. He then started straightening up the inside of the tent. Leo knew she had clothes in her bag so she'd have no reason to come in here other than to attack him with more questions. His head was reeling and he just wanted it all to go away, not knowing how he felt. He wished it hadn't ever been brought up.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:02 am
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Fie sat there dumbfounded as he disregarded her and walked around collecting things and move them to their new locations before walking into the tent and her eyes begun to tear, she took it too far - not that it wasn't the first time she said it. After a few minutes she slowly got up from her spot, the best she could nothing having the same stability she had before. She was back to the blanket she plopped down gently reaching for her bag. She grabbed the first shirt she found thankful for it to be a tank top and worked it over her bad arm, cursing a bit out loud as she pulled it over her shoulder and then worked it fully on. Sitting there she pulled the bear out of her bag smiling at it before getting up and making her way into the tent bringing the bedding with her, frowning when she looked at him walking over to her sleeping case pulling it away from him, to the other side of the tent. "If you can't be anything but empty then stop hurting me." She whispered to words even though she knew that he was going to hear it anyway. There wasn't anything to buffer it out, there were no cars or people. There was nothing but them just as it usually was. Gently she lowered herself, having out her sleeping back in a way so she could lay on her good side with her back facing him, holding the bear close to her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:15 am
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Isaiah finished straightening things up, then he got his bedding ready. She came in, moving her things away from his and creating the gap. Leo watched as Fie laid down facing away from him. He sat on his bedding, hearing her whisper. He pursed his lips together, not replying. He waited. Waited and waited for her to fall asleep finally. It wasn't long before her breathing evened out, and he assumed she was asleep. Leo stared at her for a long moment before quietly easing out of the tent.
Leo paced around the fire for several minutes. After awhile he stopped and stood staring at the ground. He reached over pulling out the pistol he'd been letting her use. He cocked the weapon, and walked back over to the tent. Leo opened the flap, she was still asleep to no surprise. He pointed the gun at her head, breathing deeply for several moments. Leo's expression faltered and he lowered the gun leaving the tent again. He brought a hand up rubbing his head. This girl was going to make him insane. He paced around some more, eventually turning the safety back on the weapon and holstered it.
Isaiah ended up laying in the grass and falling asleep under the stars behind the tent.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:27 am
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T I M E S K I P -- Next Morning
The sun hurt her beyond all belief as she laid there. Waking up she whimpered a little bit, her shoulder sending a horrible pain down her arm as she slowly got up. Frowning a bit she continued to get up even move confused by the fact that her sleeping bag was in a different place than where she had put it. Looking over she started to panic as she didn't see him, rushing herself to get up she whined moving out of the tent almost falling on her face. She had a head ache putting one of her hands up to block the sunlight from reaching her eyes. "Leo?!" Her voice was a little cracked before she cleared her throat calling out again, her voice showing her obvious panic. She didn't get why she hadn't woken up next to him, waking up alone right now was not something she had wanted. Whining a bit she called his name out again his time louder and with a bit more urgency before she started to walk away from the camp. Wouldn't he have woken her up of he was going to do something ? Or would he have left a note?
Stopping she bit her lip. He had to be here, had she done something last night? Scratching the back of her head she looked at her feet, she remembered snippets..mainly his back just turned to her. Frowning she rubbed her eyes a bit, just wanting her head ache to go away.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:40 am
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Isaiah hadn't gotten much sleep the night before. He was finally managing to get some rest, but was awoken by the sounds of shouting. He jerked upright, still in the grass where he'd slept. Fie was shouting for him. He pushed himself to a stand, drawing his weapon thinking that something was wrong. Leo rushed around the tent gun ready. He blinked a few times, seeing it was just her. Isaiah sighed rubbing his head. "What is it?" he asked her. Leo didn't know if she remembered anything about last night, but he hoped she'd forgotten it all. The last thing he needed was more confusion after they'd both gotten a chance to sleep it off. Warren watched her for a moment before turning his eyes to the sky. Cloudy. He raised an eyebrow before lowing his gaze back to Fie. Her bandage seemed to be holding up alright, thank goodness.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 12:53 am
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It took a few times calling his name but she heard his voice and turned around blinking a few times since her eyes were stinging and a bit foggy. Fie looked Leo as he came out from the other side of the tent completely confused, "You...slept outside?" Slowly walking over him she was scared to know why, she wondered if he was worried about more of those evil men but as far as she knew it was just the two of them. Rubbing her arm a bit she ignored the slight pain it gave her to touch her bad arm. She stopped when she was two steps away and looked away a bit, "I remember taking a sip from the bottle...well more than one sip. Feeling warm. Your back. Bed." To her having never been drunk before figured that she remembered everything just as it had happened. That is what it felt like though she could tell there were jumps in her memory but she just chalked that up to her maybe falling asleep. Looking at the tent she slowly looked back to him wondering if she had say something stupid or something of the sort.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 1:00 am
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Isaiah nodded at her as she questioned him for sleeping outside, "wanted to let you have your space with your injury," he told her. Part of him had enjoyed the distance between them while it had lasted. Sometimes you just get tired of being around someone for the sake of getting tired of being around them. They certainly had been around each other all the time for way to long without any breaks. Plus, he liked looking up at the stars.
She explained what she remembered, even though he didn't ask. "That's what happened, yeah. I was cleaning up and you went into the tent to sleep," he lied. Isaiah may not enjoy lying to people, but he had an astounding poker face even when he wasn't doing it on purpose. "We're going to have to travel less while you heal, it'll take longer to get to where we're going now." Leo let out a sigh scanning the horizon, "it's alright though, we have plenty of time."
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 1:15 am
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The answer seemed weird but she ignored it, she remember the first time they had been wounded together..she slept together that night..it had made her feel better and she had kinda been looking forward to that feeling waking up next to him. It was hard to describe. Blinking a bit she nodded something feeling off but she figured it was the hangover. "We don't have to just because I got myself hurt. I can walk, I am okay." Making a face at him she walked back into the tent for a moment coming back out with the teddy bear. Walking over to her bag she slowly sat down, putting her bear into her bag just as she usually did in the morning now or at least tried to do. She didn't like the idea of them having to slow down because of her, she hated when she felt weak. Pulling her sketch book out of her bag for a second she made a face, her shoulder that got hurt was attached to her drawing hand. Slumping a bit she shoved her book back into her bag. Drawing her knees close to her she wrapped an arm around her legs looking up to him, "Why are we going this way?"
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 2:00 pm
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Isaiah's eyes remained trained on her. He hoped she'd accept the lie and that they could move on. When she did he simply nodded and started to go back to the tent and take things out. It was the morning and they needed to get packed up if they were going to be doing any traveling today. "There's less people, you know. The only major cities are the capitals," he told her as he started to roll up the sleeping bags and arrange them in the wagon.
Leo began taking down the tent and carefully compacting it. "I'll pull the wagon today," he said glancing at her arm. While he wished nothing had happened that caused her to get hurt they did have extra supplies and even a rifle now. Isaiah didn't have much training with a rifle but he was sure he could adapt and learn to use it. Perhaps Fie might even decide she wants to use it, that way she can fight from a distance, keep herself safe.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 2:32 pm
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Nodding at bit at his answer it wasn't the first time she had asked that question and certainly wasn't going to be the last, for what ever reason she found the need to ask it, "Makes sense." . Looking at her feet she rested her chin gently against her knees. She listened to him shuffle behind her doing things before stretching her legs out in front of her. Fie turned in her seat watching him, nodding a bit. Pushing her hair back with her good hand she let out a small sigh her body feeling horrible still. There wasn't much she could to do change that though, she had done what she could though it wasn't much. Every part of her wanted to help but she felt like he was going to yell at her, she did when he was wounded. Every time he did something yelled at him and took it away what ever he was doing. Getting up she adjusted her bag onto her good shoulder. "I..I can pull it too." Kicking at the ground a bit she continued to look at him, wondering if something else had happened last night, she could feel it but something told her not to mention it.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 4:41 pm
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Isaiah continued loading up the wagon. He glanced at her when she spoke before shaking his head, "that won't be necessary." His thoughts were still filled with her words from last night. Was she right? Should he just stop hurting her? It was never his intention so he was a bit fuzzy on how to even do so. Perhaps he should establish himself as something... as a friend. Only a friend. That way her thoughts will stay off it and she will no longer dwell on them. Plus, he had a difficult time seeing them becoming anything more than that. She was a teenager and he... he was a grown man. What Fie needed was a person her own age but how is she supposed to find one out here?
He stopped putting things into the wagon because well, it was loaded up. Leo grabbed his shirt buttoning it up then pulled on his vest. He did a quick weapons check, and with the rifle now on his back over his bag he glanced at her looking to see if she was ready to head out as well.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 5:54 pm
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Fie continued to watching him, making a slight face choosing not to argue with him, instead she looked at the ground and started to kick at the ground again waiting. The weird feeling in her stomach getting worse as he continued to put things on the wagon. How ever much she tried to shake it she could feel it, there was some kind of tension between them. She had of of said something last night, she had to have done something stupid. Nothing else made sense..then she got pissed and moved her bedding. Kicking harder at the ground she cursed herself then wondered why he wouldn't tell her, had she done something that horrible? Still...he lied to her..so easily..The more she thought about it, the more it hurt her. So he could lie that easily. Shaking her head a bit she gritted her teeth a bit she touched her bandaged shoulder for a second before dropping her hand shoving it into her short pockets. She didn't look up again until she didn't hear the sounds of him moving things around to see the wagon filled. Walking over to him she stopped further away than she normally would,"So..which way.." Forcing a smile to her face she tried her hardest to try to act like what ever was going on was nothing instead of letting her thoughts getting the best of her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:09 pm
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Isaiah didn't speak much. He nodded at her once she let on that she was ready to go. "We go west," he said turning his head up to see the sun. He faced it then turned the opposite way, "this way," he told her. He grabbed up the handle to the wagon and started to drag it away from their now old campsite. Just another left behind fire pit he thought to himself. Before people actually settled down in normal homes, and had normal lives. Now... they just abandoned them to move on and go somewhere else. Somewhere new. It was almost poetic in a way.
He glanced over his shoulder to make sure she was following him, she was, but not closely. Isaiah turned back around and sighed gently. "How're you feeling?" he asked her.
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Posted: Sun Sep 30, 2012 10:17 pm
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They walked in silence and it felt a bit weird. Kicking at the grass as she walked she rested her bad arm on bag almost like a sling, she could make one but that required too much thought and right now her mind was somewhere else. It took her a second to register that Leo had talked and she looked at him blinking a bit before shrugging a little ignoring the small pain she had from her shoulder, oddly as it was to say she was getting use to it. "I feel like I got hit by a bus, I feel wonderful." Laughing a bit she shook her head. She stayed a good distance away but now enough to warrant any concern aside from the fact she was normally glued to his side. She wondered if anyone told her two years ago if this is how things were going to be like if she would have been any different. If she would have done more with her life. She didn't understand what was wrong with her and her thoughts. It had to have been the fact she drank, never drinking again.
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Posted: Mon Oct 01, 2012 7:40 am
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Isaiah nodded halfheartedly and continued to drag the wagon to their next destination. Wherever they were going, he hoped things would lighten up soon. He wasn't sure if he could deal with all the even extra uncomfortable moments. Perhaps she was right... maybe they did need to go separate ways.
T I M E S K I P : A month and a half later : 3 Months Together.
Leo was in town. He'd been gathering supplies on a solo run while Fie stayed behind and sat in the tent doing... whatever it was she did these days. With her shoulder healed to the most it could be they just had to hope that it would be back to normal in no time. At least it wasn't hurting her as much anymore.
Isaiah sighed as he ran his fingers along the shelves in the grocer. He'd seen a sign coming into town that let him know they were in Missouri by now. Just as he thought creature and human encounters were becoming increasingly scarce. It was good for their survival, not so good for finding someone to take Fie's mind off well.. him. He continued stuffing rations into his bag. Going by expiration dates he guessed it wouldn't be long until people had to learn to hunt for their food. Isaiah felt they'd be at an advantage when that day came, mostly because of the rifle they'd gotten back in Pennsylvania.
Leo wandered the store, then the streets aimlessly, taking as much time as he could before it became suspicious that he'd been gone for so long. He just wanted a break. A break from the uncomfortable brick that forced itself between him and Fawn. Eventually though, he turned his eyes to the sun and pursed his lips. Leo headed back to camp, kicking a rock along the road with him.
He came up on camp minutes later glancing around and setting his bag by the fireplace, "I got us lunch," he called out waiting for her to appear out of somewhere.
нєαʟтн [100 %] || sтαmιиα [95 %] || αιʟmєитs [n/a.] || cuяяєит ωєαρσn [Pistol.] || ιиvєитσяy [Knife, lighter, detective's badge.] || σuтғιт [x.]
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