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@emmieisakiller
Emma was on watch for the night. She was leaning against the tree behind her as she played with the knife in her fingers. Upon hearing a noise she looked up and narrowed her eyes before realizing that it wasn't a walker. “What do you want? Shouldn't you be I don’t know, asleep?”
“Three thousand and seventy-nine … three thousand and eigthy.” Ajay whispered, so concentrated he didn’t even notice someone approaching him.
Emma stood a few feet away from him not wanting to be too loud and or distracting. Her eyes watching the walkers drop, one by one.
Flicking her hair over her shoulder. “The Princess and The Pauper, live edition.” She smirked, swinging her bat at a walker hidden between the trees.
She laughed a bit and nodded her eyes following the girls bat. “It’s quite amazing how a day can start off wonderful and then hours later it turns to hell.” She mused.
Letting out a soft, yet quiet laugh, Henry took out some bandage from the box he had all his things for his services in. ❝What if I threaten with not helping you unless you promise me, then? ❞ he raised his brow, mentally noting what was the cause of the injury. ❝Who was it? And should I await someone to come here with a black eye anytime soon? ❞
Emma shrugged with a small nod. “I’ll promise you, as long as you help me.” She replied raising her eyebrows at him and then she snorted. “I won’t tell you who, but I do not appreciate being tripped so they will come here with more than a black eye.”
Marie bowed playfully with a laugh. “Well, aren’t I a lucky lady, Ma’am? Would you like me to do anything? Wait on hand and foot?” She rolled her eyes and bumped the other with her hip.
“You’re the luckiest of them all.” She laughed and bumped her back.
Her laugh echoed in the air as she followed. “Is that what a girl gets for giving you a compliment? Well, now I know not to bother trying. I’ll take my flirting elsewhere.”
Emma snorted and shook her head looking over at her. “Hey, you’re my peasant so it can’t be that bad.” She joked with a small but genuine smile.
With an amused shake of his head, he looked at her ankle, letting out a hissing sound through his teeth. ❝ You sure? You look like you could, ❞ Henry snorted before his smile faded slightly. ❝How did you manage to do that?❞
She rolled her eyes and tore her eyes away from her ankle. “I don’t I promise.” She paused and thought for a moment. “I was purposefully tripped. I guess I sort of deserved it but, you know, whatever.”
“Then I’m sure you don’t need to follow me around then.” Liliade said before spotting a few walkers ahead. If the girl could take care of herself, then she didn’t need to kill them. By the pace they were going at, she could easily past them without making a sound, leaving the girl behind to take care of them. She made her way ahead, hiding behind a somewhat thick tree, the biters passing beside her without noticing her. She counted three.
Emma saw the three walkers ahead and pulled the sword out from her back and easily took them all out. The stench was absolutely awful and only added to her annoyance. She walked past the other, “I’m not following you, I’m following orders.”
Liliade scoffed at the female behind her. “Or stay behind me and get eaten. That’s fine with me.” Clearly, the girl was in a mood and Liliade was never one to pry into others business— She didn’t care enough to ask.
She rolled her eyes and stayed a few feet behind, her fingers twirling the knife she had in her hands. Emma honestly just wanted to sleep, but she knew she wouldn't be able to for hours. “Eaten? I can taken care of myself. I’m not helpless.” She snapped.
Marie smiled gently. “It kinda sucks not feeling as though you do anything towards this all… For some reason, doing that makes me feel as though I’m contributing.” she added, before gesturing forward and walking. “Come on then, princess.”
,small>She walked forward and raised her eyebrows hearing the nickname princess. “Princess?” She questioned walking past her. “Well, come on then, pesant.”
— - - Grabbing onto her knife, Liliade pushed the biter back with her forearm against it’s neck. “I give you mercy.” She whispered before taking a jab at it’s head, the corpse dropping to the ground. Placing the knife in it’s holster, near where the bottom of her compound bow rested, she looked behind her, knowing her partner wouldn’t be far behind. “Keep up, will ya?”
Emma was having a rough day. She woke up with an awful headache but kept quiet about, and now she was out killing the walkers in her path while trying to keep up with the hot mess of a girl yards in front of her. Emma didn’t care for anyone here, it was still every man for themselves, so she kept her distance. “Don’t tell me what do do.”
❝ You should have gotten here earlier, you know, ❞ Henry began, offering them a sympathetic yet reassuring smile. ❝ —- I don’t bite. ❞ he joked, trying to enlighten the situation slightly as he collected all his supplies, settling them down on the wooden table.
Emma stared at him for a moment and shrugged. “Neither do I.” She responded looking at her swollen, and still swelling, ankle.
Ajay nodded. “Okay … I don’t want it either, I was really just fixing it. I’m the same.” He shrugged.
She gave a faint smile and got up, cracking her knuckles in the process. “I’m Emma.” She said flatly, stretching out her arms and walking past him.
Nodding a little too enthusiastically with wide, crazy eyes, she smiled. “Yes. It… Makes me feel helpful.” She cracked her neck before looking at the female. “Ready?”
She nodded again thinking about what she said. “Me too...” She trailed. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“No … I was fixing it … it was slipping away.”
She looked at him with knitted eyebrows and nodded. “It’s okay, I won’t need it anymore anyway. Once I’m up I’m up.” She mumbled with a shrug.
