open event starter for group 1 - tristan, kourt, montana atlas, fox, sarah, maya, theo, alex, or jasper (if you missed the groups, you can hit it up here)
"this is the weirdest group of people to ever be assembled," brayden muttered, mostly to himself, as group one, lead by the fearless tristan, set out on their second search party. people were missing. missing. he was thinking the worst, he couldn't lie. having been scolded for his tone already twice during the outing, he decided to keep that to himself. brayden had peeled off from the group, meerly a few feet away, his eyes rolling at the sight of one of the group members just standing around. "hey, can you focus up? get it moving."
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐀𝐋𝐖𝐀𝐘𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐃 𝐀 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐍, 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐀𝐒 always moving, but this was different. her chest felt heavy, the weapon on her sent a wave of nausea through her system. people were missing. people she knew. how does someone go missing in this place ? did they just leave and not tell anyone ? she didn't know but she just felt sick. ❛ yeah okay, okay, i'm going. ❜
"There's always tomorrow," he tells her with a nod. He knew he'd definitely be back, whenever he could steal himself away for it. "Are you opening the bar today? It's probably one of the first places I'll be called to today."
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐇𝐀𝐊𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐃 𝐀𝐓 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍, ❛ i've been closing the bar more often these days, i don't start until about sundown. ❜ and with winter approaching, no doubt it would begin to get dark before she'd even start. ❛ good luck with that, the morning bunch are usually the rowdiest, the ones that don't want to remember anything. ❜
"It's not nothing," he smiles. "I should really get back. A shame to have to leave... or to have not seen this at all." He takes in the sights again, feet hesitating every second but his shift will have started. Getting them both in trouble wouldn't be ideal.
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐎𝐔𝐓 𝐀 𝐐𝐔𝐈𝐄𝐓 𝐒𝐈𝐆𝐇 before she nodded, she should get home, she didn't start her shift at the bar until the afternoon, and her sister would be expecting her soon. ❛ well, if you insist ! ❜
He nods his head for longer than he'd meant, thoughts way off in the distance. The cool morning air, the silence, the view. Nothing, in that moment, could top what she'd shown him. "Thank you," he tells her quietly, almost afraid to cut the moment off. "People don't know what they're missing. I didn't know," he shakes his head. "So, thanks."
❛ wait , i know i asked for whatever your favorite is but … just what am i about to drink ? ❜ a tiny giggle escapes her , studying the glass curiously as if it were something completely foreign , nearly alien to her . in a way , it was ; love wasn't much of a drinker , though some people might say it's the only way someone can cope with the reality they all live in . in that case , she supposed it'd be best to save the alcohol for the people who really need it as an escape — she was doing okay with her good ol' books . with a bright smile on her face , she turns her attention to fox once again , fingertips tapping the bar surface excitedly . ❛ also , you won't get in trouble for chit - chatting at work , will you ? i don't wanna be the reason you get less cards or whatever ! ❜
𝐋𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐔𝐁𝐁𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐍 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐀𝐓, shaking her head at the girl as she leans her hands on the bar top between them. ❛ it’s just vodka and lemonade, half strength for you, my love. ❜ she teases lightly glancing around the near empty establishment. ❛ nah, i’ve got an in with the boss, but in saying that it’s been an incredibly quiet day ! ❜
closed starter: @apoclyptics
location: somewhere in the qz
time of day: 5:32pm
"I hate to do this to you, but would you mind pretending that we’re dating for like ten minutes? this girl i'm avoiding who won't catch the hint is right over there, and I honestly don’t feel like dealing with them today… I’ll buy you some food or something, please just hurry & hold my hand or something. I don’t have much time."
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐎𝐅 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐂𝐊 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐀𝐂𝐄, she doesn't give it much thought before her hand laced with his, arm curling around his waist as well, smiling up at him softly, as if they were sharing some intimate moment, not just her helping him avoid someone. ❛ well, i will admit that this is a first. ❜
𝐀 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐋𝐎𝐎𝐊 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐒𝐒𝐄𝐒 𝐅𝐄𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒, it's not a look that graces her features too often, but as she tried to think, she knew she had none of what the brunette asked. ❛ i've only ever really known the QZ, i was only three when everything happened. ❜
plopping herself into her seat, sierra let out a huff. she'd been tailing a lead on a bounty that she was sure she would catch but to her surprise they bested her. glancing over to the bartender, she blurted out. "whatever puts me on my ass, i need it." her tone very was matter of fact, as if she ran the place. she had a habit of talking to people as if she controlled them, something she was working on.
𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐏𝐎𝐏𝐒 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐒 𝐓𝐎 𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐓 upon it, brow raised, taken aback slightly, the bartender shook her head. ❛ if simple manners can't be used when requesting a service, you won't get said service. ❜ fox mused, challenging the other almost. ❛ i'm not a slave, so let's try that again, shall we ? ❜
A brief hesitation before he takes her hand to be lead. "Fair enough," he tells her. As he follows her, he catches glimpses of the burnt orange in the sky, fading against a lighter blue. They were likely catching it, just at the right time. The sun reaching it's peak on the horizon. He couldn't remember the last time he'd bothered to pay enough attention to the sunrise. This would become his wake up call to take it in whenever he gets the chance. It was strikingly beautiful. For one moment, he felt the world lift off of his shoulders, nearly forgetting it entirely. "Wow."
𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐒𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐋𝐄𝐒 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐇𝐈𝐌, lips pulling upwards in a soft smile. ❛ incredible, isn't it ? ❜ she speaks softly as to not disrupt the peace they'd fallen into. ❛ some people don't stop to enjoy it, they go there entire lives without seeing something like this. ❜ she watches the horizon, purples, pinks, oranges blending all together.
𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄'𝐒 𝐀 𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐍𝐄𝐒𝐒 𝐓𝐇𝐀𝐓 𝐅𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐑 the QZ at this time of night, there's the continuous whirring of generators, but to fox, that was considered silence, the lights of the bar dimmed and curfew already struck. it wasn't unusual for fox to be left alone in the bar, it beats getting caught after curfew, the night guards could be rough, but she wasn't alone as she wiped down the last of the benches in the near darkness. ❛ you know you didn't have to wait for me ? ❜
where: in front of the medicine tent
when: evening
open.
he woke up bruised, patched up and in incredible amount of pain. it took hours for his mind to settle. for him to realise where he was, how he got here, what had happened. he still couldn’t quite put all the pieces together. – he did remember jamie though. he remembered his son was now gone. he remembered the smell of smoke and fire in the air, and the sting of heat against his skin as he walked through. he couldn’t breathe, not then, not now and so he forced himself up and out of the medical tent and welcomed the fresh air. – his body was still aching, but it was nothing compared to the war inside his head. he needed a distraction. to calm down, to do…anything. “hey…” he’ll call out to the first passerby, as he’s sat on the bench his elbows on his knees, nausea brewing. “– you got a cigarette?”
𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐈𝐂𝐀𝐋 𝐒𝐔𝐏𝐏𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐒, 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐁𝐀𝐑 she had attempted to gather some days ago for the owner ( after all, the occasional scrape in the bar wasn’t uncommon ) but she’d become to distracted by the scrape that vash had noticed. she’d taken little notice of the man in efforts not to be distracted, but when he called out, she had to stop. sat on the bench, hunched over, face ashen in a sick way. ❛ woah, woah, are you okay ? ❜ she wasn’t sure a smoke was what he needed.
Ajax lets out a quiet sigh before shrugging his shoulders. He could, at least use a cigarette before venturing into the city. "Alright," he mumbles. "Show me the sunrise," it would probably be the most enjoyable thing he'd do all day. "You ever think this isn't the smartest thing to ask an officer on duty, though?" He wonders aloud, smirking as he does.
𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐑𝐔𝐆 𝐒𝐋𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓𝐋𝐘 𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐅𝐄𝐑𝐒 𝐀 𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 to him with a smile. ❛ it's probably not, but i was weighing up the options when you just told me to be careful. ❜ there were officers that she wouldn't dare even cross, she was too smart than to be the brunt of their violent enjoyment, but ajax, he didn't seem like the type ( and perhaps that's what gets her in trouble, they never seem like the type. ) ❛ everyone deserves a bit of simplistic peace, even officers. ❜
her time at the bar was always a treat, even more so when she worked with fox. the two of them together was always a treat, and today was no different. she really enjoyed being behind the bar more when she was with the other. today was slightly more busy than usual, must have been payday, when more rations were given, this seemed to be the first place people stopped.
when there was a calm moment, finally, it what seemed like hours, she rested her back against the bar, exhaling softly, eyes landing on fox. "oh my god, i don't know if i can open another beer." she took the moment to re-tie her hair back into a ponytail, it being out of her face the best idea for now. "i think i've seen everyone in the qz today, it's insane."
𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐒 𝐃𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐃𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐅𝐀𝐁𝐑𝐈𝐂 against her thighs as she watched the last patron walk away, it had been a busy day, it felt as there was no end in sight but there was. ( finally ) she was sure, that she looked a ragged mess, dish towel hanging from pockets of her shorts, hair escaping the messy bun ⸻ if you could call it that to begin with ⸻ she was silent for a minute, as if allowing the quiet to settle around them as she moved, in a very fox like fashion, to sit atop the counter along the back. ❛ it hasn't been this busy in weeks, almost feels as if we've missed something. ❜
❝ quite the troublemaker, i see. ❞ for what it was worth, it was only a fair observation. who could’ve thought that he had to keep a look out for any bold, reckless women, seeking to break the rules as if that was one of their primary instincts? ❝ isn’t that a bit too early for that? ❞ not a question, rather another statement of his. sunrise, as she called it, was right around the corner, but it would take at least a couple more hours. ❝ please get down the fence, miss. i’m really not in the mood for any personal space violations. ❞ it was his duty to give her a chance to act upon his request on her own. there was no reason for it to be more difficult than it already was. not only was she spotted outside during curfew, but also threatening to appear on the officer’s radar as a potential ‘runaway’.
𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐒 𝐅𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐄𝐑 𝐁𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐒, the morning breeze flicking at her hair. her motives were purely innocent, she just wanted to watch the sunrise, most nights the bar kept her geared up and mornings were a reprieve for a moment or two, to imagine what the world would be if not for the infection. she wasn't a rule breaker, she just wanted peace and quiet and now she was seemingly in the wrong place at the wrong time. ❛ woah, woah. ❜ one foot after the other and lands with a heavy thud in front of him. ❛ i'm down, i wasn't doing anything, i just, couldn't sleep ⸻ wanted to watch the sunrise. ❜
( 𝐌𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐋𝐘𝐍 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐍𝐄 ) ⸻ have you heard about FAYE HAYNES ? she lives at the qz. i think they've lived there for twenty three years. they're twenty six years old and seem very SYMPATHETIC. i've also heard they can be very IMPULSIVE as well. they've been assigned as a bartender. they often daydream about 𝑎 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒 𝑡ℎ𝑎𝑡 𝑑𝑜𝑒𝑠𝑛’𝑡 𝑓𝑒𝑒𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑙𝑑, 𝑓𝑖𝑙𝑙𝑒𝑑 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑓𝑟𝑒𝑠ℎ 𝑏𝑎𝑘𝑒𝑑 𝑏𝑟𝑒𝑎𝑑 𝑎𝑛𝑑 ℎ𝑒𝑟 𝑚𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑠.
name: faye elizabeth haynes.
nicknames: fox.
preferred name: fox.
age: twenty six.
date of birth: september 28th, 1997.
starsign: libra.
faceclaim: madelyn cline.
hair colour: blonde / dirty blonde.
eye colour: green.
height: 5 foot, 1 and ⅔ inches.
occupation: bartender in the pittsburg qz.
hometown: cranberry, pennslyvania.
children: none.
tattoos: none.
piercings: two lobe piercings.
signature scent: straight whiskey and malted milk.
parents: jeremiah haynes ( deceased, cordyceps. cause of death: bullet. ) and eleanor haynes ( deceased, cordyceps. cause of death: bullet. )
siblings: sister, wanted connection.
𝙲𝙷𝙰𝚁𝙰𝙲𝚃𝙴𝚁 𝙸𝙽𝚂𝙿𝙾: 100% - 81% , oberyn martell ( game of thrones ) , daenerys targaryen ( game of thrones ) , dominic toretto ( fast & furious ) , stitch ( lilo & stitch ) . 80% - 61% , michaela banes ( transformers ) , nymphadora tonks ( harry potter ) , octavia blake ( the 100 ) , maddy perez ( euphoria ) 60% - 50%, ellie sattler ( jurassic park ) , mia torretto ( fast & furious )
TRIGGER WARNINGS: death, guns.
𝐁𝐄𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊
how is it you can want for something when you can't remember it ? children have little memory to begin with, but it's a cruel would i suppose, when a child doesn't know the feel of her mothers arms, doesn't remember the sound of her fathers voice. it can be such a cruel world. faye haynes doesn't remember any of that. september twenty eighth, 1997, it's a day nonsequential to anyone really, it's possible to some, but to the haynes family, of cranberry, pennsylvania, it was a joyous day.
perhaps it's because it's so unexpected, the family knows nothing of what's too come and perhaps that's what makes it so devastating. but the first three years of faye's life, while with no memory, they were just as they were suppose to be. white picket fence, two kids and a dog, everything was perfect. how can things become so disastrous so easily ? is it really true that disaster breed kindness.
what's a three year old to do in an apocalyptic outbreak ?
𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐎𝐔𝐓𝐁𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊 𝐈𝐓𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅
it was just a normal day, until the amber alert started, well. it wasn't really, the day had been explosive, there was an agitation in the air. but a child her age would never understand. to preoccupied with her toys, breakfast lay untouched, the toast buttered and gone cold left alone, to the point that eleanor ate it herself. that was her downfall.
they say it started in the flour, in the bread, in the many foods that contained flour. and it spread from their, an infection that altered the brain, feasted on flesh from within, caused an almost rage that no one understood. and the unseen twitch. that twitch became a scowl, and soon her mother was lost. the infection quickly spread through the haynes parental figures to the point of madness when the full outbreak was released. the eldest of the two children gathered faye in her arms and scurried as well as she could, away from the monstrous creatures their parents had become.
they were so close, so close to not knowing life as it became, a hovering, snarling monster lingered above the girls, fayes head buried inwards, sobbing in fear that she didn't understand why daddy was acting this way. and a sister who clamped her eyes shut and prayed that this wouldn't hurt. but it was a gunshot that rang out, the hovering mess over jeremiah haynes collapsed, the life that had been taken, drained from his eyes. another gun shot rang out, echoing in the quiet street, but the body of eleanor haynes was soon to hit the ground.
the two girls, like princess' in the stories you tell your children were rescued by a knight in shining armour, and they clung to him as if he were their only hope.
𝐆𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐔𝐏 𝐈𝐍 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐐𝐙.
there's a bleakness in their years, days of walking, sobbing and whining led them to a barely constructed safe zone. they clung to a man they barely knew, they clung to the hope that this was their saviour, but there lives were completely different.
fedra schools were like orphanages and schools all rolled into one, and faye had ended up there, the first memory she has, a clear memory, is one of fear for the stranger, not the man that brought them to the place that would become her home, but rather the uniformed guard with the gun strapped to his chest. he scared her.
they tried, to make a solider out of this girl. but how could they do something like that ? disaster in her breeds with kindness. faye haynes could not be broken by them. she was no solider, always apologetic, always kind. she was clumsy and awkward, all knees and elbows as a girl and that was no good to them.
she did have a knack for sneaking out and in of places, so much so she garnered the name fox, and it was something she carried with her like a badge. as each year passed, fox grew into a women, until she eventually was no longer a child. her sister came and went as she pleased, but fox preferred the stability ( if a quarantine zone could be considered stable ) eventually she aged out of the school, no fedra uniform, no want to join the fireflies. but rather, a girl with a glass half full attitude wanting to make the best of what she had, landing a long standing job as a bartender, she's been content to just live her life as it was.
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