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frank calino ; soldier ; leader

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - CALEB )

“i know what skylar’s like, would much rather it be coming from me than him.” he said to the man. skylar was all about his work and honestly so was caleb, thats why he was doing this. “also another thing –– one of my med staff said they saw your daughter taking supplies from out tent, no idea what for but perhaps you could look into it.”

     immediately at the mention of his daughter, his mind was off skylar and onto raina.  “  taking supplies? did they say exactly what she took?   ”   he asked, his voice just a little tenser than moments ago.

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - ERIK )

“well shit.” erik said with a slow nod as he watched frank, his arms crossing over his chest. “well be prepared to hear a lot of complaining because that’s all that’ll be coming from him.”

     “  oh, i’m prepared for it and definitely expect it,   ”   he said, giving the other a faint smile.  “  i’ll hopefully find ways to distract him and at least keep him occupied enough to where he won’t really complain --- as much.   ”

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - RAINA )

“thats bullshit.” raina said as she looked over at him. god she felt like a child and she hated it. she understood that what happened to her brother was bad but she knew what she was doing and had learnt from his mistakes. “you are treating me like i’m a god damn child.”

     “  you’re my child!   ”   his voice raising and frank hated it, rarely did he ever raise his voice and especially at his own children. sighing, a hand came up to push back his hair as he looked at his daughter. she was a woman, not a little girl anymore, but --- she would always be his little girl and he just couldn’t let himself risk it. to risk her.  “  i’m sorry, raina, but my mind is made up. you’re not going out there.   ”

[fcalino]

( mdnghtbls‌ - AXEL )

                                  there   was   respect   for   the   man,   which   was   rare   for   axel. he didn’t respect many and even those he did, he never listened to them. ( he always had trouble with authority ) but frank was someone he respect and listened to [ for the most part ]. unless frank something he TRULLY didn’t agree with, axel would continue to listen to him. so when he heard that frank didn’t want people going it, axel wouldn’t go out. he was glad madelyn and even skylar were okay, not that he cared for either of them, but he didn’t wish harm on the group. he was on his way to train.. it’s what he normally did when he was doing nothing. figured he’d be ready for when they were allowed to leave again. he hadn’t been paying attention, if he was honest, he just kept thinking of going out, even if he couldn’t yet. “ shit, sorry. ” and he was. “ yeah, just distracted. i guess. ”

     frank actually liked axel despite some others having differing opinions about the blond. in all honesty, he reminded the old soldier of himself decades ago, headstrong, not too fond of authority and speaking his mind. they were all strong attributes that could get someone in trouble, but also raise them up to something higher one day. he could see that being axel someday if he went the right path. a brow lifted at his words, chuckling.  “  well, you’re obviously distracted. i’m not exactly a tiny guy to miss,   ”   he said, lightly teasing.  “  got something on your mind?   ”

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[fcalino]

( boonecalino‌ - BOONE )

“ Would you agree to it if you were with me then? ” There were no other alternatives that would suffice, he needed to go up against the real thing. Practising on random still objects or even moving objects just wasn’t good enough. Being in front of one of those things, that is real, along with the fear and the physical anxiety that came with it. There was no preparing for that properly in the safety of the province and no one inside the province could prepare him just by merely describing what it’s like to face them. He needed to see firsthand. And if there was anything Boone ABHORRED the most, that was being treated like a weak adolescent, he wouldn’t stand for it. 

      a deep inhale through his nose, frank could easily get the subject dropped and walk away, but he was realizing this was important to his son despite the fear the soldier felt about it. if things really went to hell, would him not letting boone learn leave him vulnerable? probably. closing his eyes for a few seconds, when he opened them he looked down at his son.  “  --- alright, fine. if i am with you to make sure nothing happens then you can practice on the roamers, but only if i am with you.   ”

[fcalino]

( boonecalino‌ - BOONE )

The disappointment was visible in his demeanor as he irritably ran his tongue along the bottom rows of his teeth, a singular gaze dropped to the floor and he nodded weakly. The male tucked long dark locks behind his ear, taking a deep breath before exhaling through his nostrils frustratedly. His father’s concerns were valid, after losing his mother and a FOOLISH self-caused incident that left the boy with a permanent disfigurement on his face… Boone couldn’t be entirely upset with his father for the need of protecting his own and ensuring their safety. However, Boone was no longer a child, and he needed to understand that. Meeting the older male’s gaze, Boone’s expression grew serious, carefully thinking about how to further this discussion calmly and maturely without it turning into a dispute. “ I get it. After what’s happened to me, you don’t want to take the risk of me getting hurt. But you have to realize… everyone can’t be saved always and you can’t protect me from it. I need to learn how to protect myself. ”

       the old soldier was well aware that he couldn’t keep his eyes on his children all day, every day and the evidence of that was the lifetime scar that boone now had, the patch a daily reminder to himself. if he had just seen him sooner, been able to stop the shooting or gotten to him in time everything would be different. the facts were though that he hadn’t kept a close enough eye, that one of his children got hurt because of it and that meant becoming overly protective now.  “  you have to realize as your father, i will always find a way to protect you and come up with ways for you to learn that don’t involve even a chance of you getting hurt,   ”   he said, back straightening slightly.  “  i’ll ask around, see if anyone can make your targets move so that you can get practice on moving ones.   ”

[fcalino]

( boonecalino‌ - BOONE )

A light shake of his head and a small amused smile was the only reaction he could offer to his father’s age comment. He could never perceive his father as an OLD MAN. Since a child, the young male always had a high regard of his dear father, he possessed many admirable traits and standards that Boone always tried to live up to. A soft chuckle fell from his lips “ I don’t think you’ll have anything to worry about, ” Boone stated as he approached the older male. “ Ehh, nothing exciting, that’s for sure. I was just reading one of the biology books from the library…” his tone was laced with boredom and a sigh soon followed. With one of the punching bags hanging near him, he glanced at it, suddenly balling up one of his hands into a fist and threw a not so hard punch into it. Turning to face his father, there was a question he’d been meaning to ask, though he was certain of the answer he’d receive. It was almost pointless to even bother, but it was worth a try. “ Dad, I’d like to practice with my bow, but I wanna practice shooting real targets, I wanna practice on the roamers. ”

      were his children in cahoots to give him a heart attack by making him worry? he was pretty certain they were. boone asking to practice on moving objects, zombies and his daughter wanting to go beyond the safety of the province. whatever gray hairs he had coming in on his head and in his beard was certainly from them, but frank adored his children more than anything, would do anything for them and that also meant making them mad at him for protecting them.  “   i love that you wanna practice, bud, but no. i’m not letting you go out there,   ”   look what happened the last time i didn’t pay enough attention. he wanted to say that, but didn’t.

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - CALEB )

caleb looked over at the man as they found their place in a more secluded area. “without being in pain? not a lot, he can sit at a desk, with being in minimal pain he could at least lift a few boxes.”

       the man nodded, taking a deep breath.  “  thank you, caleb, for coming and telling me this yourself and letting me know. knowing skylar he would’ve lied and said he was cleared for duty.   ”

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - RAINA )

the girl instantly rolled her eyes, her arms crossing over her chest. “you would let everyone else go out there why not me? i can handle myself.” she said trying to defend herself. “their a bunch of dumbasses that wouldn’t know the difference between a car engine and a computer engine.”

      “  i let them go out because they’re not my daughter or my son. i know you can handle yourself, but i’ve had soldiers that are trained to be out there mess up and get hurt. look at skylar and madelyn --- i don’t want anything happening to you, so no. you’re staying inside and others will go out and get what you need,   ”   he said, his voice a bit sterner than before, but it was out of protection and he had only grown more protective after losing their mother and what happened to boone.  “  just -- please, sweetheart.   ”

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - ERIK )

“relax – i learnt to stop taking my anger out on people a long time ago.” erik said as he looked at frank. he respected the other man, more than he respected a few of the people stuck in this place. erik scoffed before shaking his head. “you know he won’t like that – he can’t just do nothing, it isn’t him.”

          frank just hummed for a moment before nodding. he knew erik had his anger under control, but he still worried with all the stress that had been going on. it was his way of just checking in and up on the other.  “  oh, i know he won’t like it, but he’ll have to deal with it. caleb said any kind of trauma to his ribs could result in internal bleeding. it’ll be a desk job and box moving for a while.   ”

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - RAINA )

[ RAINA CALINO ]

“dad –– i need to actually go with the scavengers this time, they have no idea what i need and its hard to describe.” she said to him as she watched him take off his wraps. “well the only options of the funny one are between me and boone and he’s as funny as a brick wall.”

      “  absolutely not. you can describe it the best way possible and i’m sure they’ll manage. boone and you are not allowed out there and you already know that, raina,   ”   he said, easily distracted by his daughter wanting to go beyond the barriers to even say anything about her little teasing.

[fcalino]

( thcsurvivcrs‌ - RAINA )

[ RAINA CALINO ]

raina had been doing the rounds, checking of all of the equipment that she needed to before going and seeing her dad, leaning against the doorway as she looked over at him. “just making sure you aren’t breaking yourself.” she said to him as she walked into the room. “also –– one of the generators broke, i need to go out there and pick up some new pieces for it.”

       “  you always have been the funny one, sweetheart,   ”   he teased, giving his daughter a tender smile as he started to remove the wraps around his hands.  “  alright, i’ll see if one of the scavengers can head out tomorrow. since everything with madelyn and skylar, we’ve been on somewhat of a lockdown for a couple days or at least that’s what i’ve been trying to do anyhow.   ”

[fcalino]

( boonecalino‌ - BOONE )

There were odd sounds of loud snapping and thuds followed by grunts nearby. A dark eyebrow creased curiously, his head lifting from a biology textbook he’d found in their library. Disrupted from his personal studies, the young male’s curiosity had been piqued. Leaving the book behind, he was immediately drawn by the continuous unfamiliar sounds. Drawing closer to the source of the loud noises, he stood near the entryway, a singular gaze upon his father. The young male’s facial features relaxed but were still slightly inquisitive. “ No. I didn’t expect to find you here punching bags. ”  Boone answered, the corners of his mouth slightly pulled into a playful smile. His father was generally a serious man but his demeanor appeared a little more sombre than usual. “ Everything okay, dad? I hope you’re not picturing anyone on that bag. ”

     realizing it was his son, he laughed a bit, nodding.  “  of course, everything is fine, sport. just have to keep in shape so no one around here realizes i’m getting old,   ”   he said, smirking and sending his son a wink. he had a mug of water nearby, walking over toward it as he started to unwrap his hands. some days looking at boone all frank could feel was guilt, knowing that patch on his eye was because he failed him as a father. all those should’ve, could’ve and would’ve moments that he played through his head on how it could be different. so many damn things could be different.  “  anyway, what were you up to before you decided to come see your old man?   ”   he asked, taking a long sip of his water.

[fcalino]

     too much was going on in frank’s head, the mountain of things throughout his life and recently that just played over and over in his head. the secrets, the worries --- he just needed to blow off some steam. he was where the handmade punching bags were, hands wrapped with cloth so as to not bruise his knuckles. fists landing over and over against the bag, a soft grunt after each time. when he heard someone he stopped, lifting a hand to go through his hair.  “  did you need something?   ”

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[fcalino]

( lorenhunt‌ - LOREN )

“ Nah, that won’t be necessary. It’s just a little cut, I can take care of it myself. ” His interactions with Frank had been few and far between but the older male was usually pleasant with Loren. While he appreciated Frank’s concern, he was in need to disappear from the others for awhile and tend to his own wound. He felt the warm liquid beginning to slide down his chest, crimson spots gradually appearing on his own t-shirt underneath navy blue garment in his grip.

        eyes went down to the fabric in his hand, but since the blood was seeping through behind it frank could only believe him. he didn’t seem like he was in dire need of medical attention and if he had been, he would’ve gotten him to the tent one way or another. even if that meant calling others over to help, it had happened before with others. like skylar.  “  right, well i won’t keep you. if it seems to be more, let caleb know i sent you his way.   ”