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STARTER CALL!

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OFTREPIDATION:

maggie sighed, “i didn’t LIE to you. i just didn’t tell you the whole story.” they didn’t have the time for arguing. crystal could yell at her later for her  choices. “we’re not screwed.” the brunette pointed to the small house down the dirt road. “now will you SHUT the hell up and trust me.”

      Same damn thing is muttered under her breath before       simply nodding to the action. Green eyes peer over her       shoulder to check the descending sunlight. None of this       was supposed to be DANGEROUS. “.... Let’s hope there       ain’t any walkers or surprises inside. Lead on.”

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SURVIVINGNEMO:

It was clear to Nemo that she wasn’t a ‘jump on board’ kinda person, but it wasn’t just that which made him a little skeptical. That SURVIVORINSTINCT was more fresh in his mind than hers, how was he supposed to know that she wouldn’t get skittish around a walker or when she tried to fire a gun the safety would be on? Certainty and trust came easier said than done.

 “I’m not doubting whatever expertise you have in this area, mmkay.” He emphasised her own word choice. “Just when exactly was the last time you were outside of the walls?”

      It wasn’t easy hopping back to it -- Crystal figured she’d have to do it eventually, but she was pretty damn good at putting things off. QUEEN PROCRASTINATION and sometimes it wasn’t like riding a bike, it didn’t all come back. “S’been a while, haven’t exactly been countin’ the days but look... This is an easy run, in, out. Home for dinner. I can take out a few walkers.” While the teeth gritting seemed to insinuate she’d rather not, at least that would be an easier alternative to humans. 

      A deep breath is inhaled and exhaled before she loosens up her shoulders. “I’m capable. I hate being outside, but I CAN and WILL handle it.” Her tone is relatively confident, she’d never fucked up too bad before, Hell she had to do something before she got her ass thrown out for being the laziest asshole in the community. It was a thing -- at least it caused her to lose sleep at times.

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DONTWANNAGOBACK:

                    ❝ I — Sorry . I guess I just spaced out . Didn’t mean to start staring .   ❞

      “M’just givin’ ya’ shit -- you doin’ alright? I mean ya’ went like total blackout there. Don’t need ya’ passing out on me.”

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      “I’m peachy. Just wanna’ get the fuck away from these assholes.” Agitated glance is shown over the trapped walkers, she’s UNEASY at the very least -- that was enough close calls for one day.

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      “Uh -- the green stuff’s grass,        what the Hell are ya’ starin’ at?”

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“there are two things in life for which we are never truly prepared—-

                                       t w i n s.”

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crystal will protect every baby. she will babysit every baby. she will adopt every baby.

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Amber Heard in Drive Angry (2011)

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BLCCMS:

Archer gave a hissing sigh, running a hand through his hair. Charlie had been gone for a day–so if he was dead, he wouldn’t be ROTTING yet. The thought made him sick, made him feel as if he could die right where he stood. Instead he closed his eyes, swallowing as he nodded. “I’m lookin’ for my twin,” he elaborated. Probably should have said that right off the bat. “Woke up this morning and he wasn’t at our camp.”

      “So m’guessing he looks EXACTLY like ya’. Right? Got it.” She offered a smirk, attempting to be some sort of comfort to the other. Her jokes were typically not asked for, but that didn’t stop her. “Ah -- alright um, I’m Crystal, by the by. Not really sure what help I can be, but if he ain’t been missin’ that long m’sure he’s alright.” A sickly kind of optimism in her introduction. “I got nothin’ better to do, so we could -- head in the same direction and see what we see, hm?”

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FROMBEFORE:

“Shit,” Kyle sighed, lips tightening into a grimace. After those walkers, Kyle should have made the man show his arm, but he’d insisted. No, no, I’m fine. And Kyle had just let it go. Like a moron. Clearly, something had to be done, but what Crystal was suggesting…

“No, no, there’s gotta be another…” Another way? She had listed all the options. Execution, amputation, desertion. And neither felt right. But staying was risky. Way risky. “Shit, I dunno.”

      “If he wanted t’let us cut it off or for us to pull the trigger? He woulda’ said somethin’.” It was as easy as hopping in the car and ducking out before he noticed what they were doing. But -- it was also just that hard. “He’s hiding it and scared, but him bein’ scared could mean the end for us and I ain’t okay with that. If you got another option? Now’s the time. Otherwise m’callin’ this one.”

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      “I don’t need to talk about it. There were people       closer to her than I was so just -- go bug them.”

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" did you hear about the guy who got hit in the head with a can of soda? he was lucky it was a soft drink. "

      “I’m gonna’ guess this is the DEPRESSING moment when       you’re gonna’ tell me ya’ didn’t get any diet coke.”

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“It’s called being a guy. We’re all jerks. That’s why you women like us.”

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BLCCMS:

The news is not comforting, but if he’d being honest, is anything comforting in this world? He presses his lips into a line, gripping his bicep with white knuckles. Though it’s nice to not have the stress of Charlie immediately pulling a gun on someone, he’d rather know where his brother was. “Gotta agree with you there,” he murmurs, cocking his head as if listening. “Hey, do I look familiar to you at all? Like you’ve seen me before?”

      That was ODD, at least the way he said it. Crystal gives a sharp squint, checking him over for any distinguishing features. Body shifts and she paces a small bit between them. “Sorry, man. Like I said, haven’t seen much but dead lately. If it’s any kinda’ consolation haven’t seen any walkers that look similar, but hard to tell when yanno’ they’re all rotted ‘n shit.” That probably wouldn’t make him feel MUCH better, but she tried. “ -- You’re lookin’ for someone, huh?” Or he was crazy, 50/50 right?

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EXFIREFLY:

     she tries her hardest – really, truly. to hold back a snort but it can’t help but slip out. rummage a little without power. this was the first she’s been with power in months. no power is what she’s use to and just might prefer. “ i’m in no rush to have it back. people got along just fine without it years ago, we can manage without it now. ” her tone might be a bit too defensive, but she doesn’t mean to come off that way.

      She notices the ‘tude Ripley is letting off, but frankly she doesn’t mind. Crystal remembers what it was like to come to Alexandria after having been out there for a long while. “Hey, you’ll be grateful for it when ya’ don’t have to freeze your LADY BALLS off in the winter months.” It was a luxury, and she damn sure appreciates it. Better than livin’ off the land and moochin’ body heat off folks. “Sure we could MANAGE without it, doesn’t mean we want to. You really WANT to take cold showers and read by candlelight? Think about it.”