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Holly Hill ❉ Magi ❉ 21 Specialization: Vegetation "The only good thing to come out o’ this end o’ the world thing is that no one bothers the plants anymore." ✔ Brave - Bubbly - Optimistic ✘ Reckless - Clingy - Doubtful

[rachel--foster-blog-blog]

[Rachel looks down at the paper and laughs slightly, seeing a out of line crease.] Oh, well, that probably helps. [She smiles at Holly, adjusting it slightly.] I’ve never been able to make very fantastic ones. But just getting one to float for a few seconds was an accomplishment as a kid. [Rachel could do a lot with paper but planes had never been her forte.] You have lots of paper-plane making experience? [It’s obviously a ridiculous question, or just an unimportant one but she doesn’t think it can hurt. Holly seems like a nice woman anyway.]

[holly--hill]

{Holly takes a deep breath and tells herself that maybe a nice chat with an equally nice person is just what she needs to get her mind off this afternoon. Holly returns the smile before shaking her head.} No, not really. My brother knew a lot 'bout 'em. Never really did get the whole foldin' thing done. I just know ya gotta keep the nose straight. That's all. {She tilts her head.} Why're ya  makin' those anyway?

[rachel--foster-blog-blog]

[Rachel’s seated outside of the theater, it’s nice enough out that she can do so without shivering and close enough that she won’t get yelled out for having wondered off. She’s scraped a few drawings, some of random flowers or fixtures and is in the midst of playing with the paper. After a minute she has a paper plane and stares at it in her hand, a small, somewhat dry laugh escaping as she sighs. Might as well see if it works, she thinks. Eliya sighs in her mind as well, thinking a plane of paper had no use but Rachel ignores her, sending staring at it for a second longer before sending it off, watching it glide for a minute before crashing the ground a few feet away.] Great job, Rachel. [She mumbles to herself as she gets up to retrieve it, unfolding it and making another adjustment. Rachel pauses, though, at the sound footsteps and looks up, offering a slight smile.] Oh…hey.

[holly--hill]

{Holly has to admit, nearly getting into a fight doesn't do much for her state of mind. She should know better than to pick a fight. If that woman had hurt her she would have had to answer to the council. It was her fault after all. After deciding she's not going to get any sleep, she walks out by herself, reckless but necessary. She sees Rachel playing with a paper airplane, and though it makes her smile, she hadn't been planning on starting a conversation.} Hello. That's a nice plane. Gotta make sure the nose ain't crooked, though.

[josie-jonesx]

For fuck's sake...

[josie-jonesx]

And you’re not? {Josie questions with an amused quirk in her brow, thinking that the woman’s defensive words to Josie’s questions earlier had been something similar. Aren’t they all looking for someone to take their anger out on? Most people just call it a relationship to mask their true intentions and move the fuck on.

There’s the brief thought that she could do it. She could snap this woman in half and no one would know it was her. It isn’t like she hasn’t killed someone before. People are just like shamblers. They just have the capability to articulate words. Words like ‘no’ and ‘please don’t’. Things they say before something terrible happens. Things this blonde could say before her spine is broken.

But a whistle sounds behind Josie, catching her attention enough that she turns her head to catch a glimpse of DeWitt, who had asked to see her earlier on the basis that he’d apparently wanted to show her something she needs to look out for. A note of some kind. But there’s a slightly admonishing expression on his face. Like he knows exactly what she had been doing.

A smirk curves her lips.} Looks like it’s your lucky day, Peaches. {If there’s something threatening about her tone, she doesn’t try to hide it. Instead, she turns on her heel and follows after DeWitt with a cocky air to her walk.}

[holly--hill]

{Holly can almost see the cogs turning in the other woman's head. As the seconds pass she can feel the blood slowly draining from her face until she's as pale as a sheet. Though she doesn't move, it's pretty obvious Holly isn't in any condition to offer anything more than a relieved sighs when the woman says it's her lucky day. She eventually regains control of her breathing after several long seconds of watching the other blonde follow after Mr. DeWitt.

Just seeing the older man makes a scorching flush invade her face, embarrassment for being so childish. She can only hope she never runs into her again, lest she rips her in half. With the look she'd been giving her, she wouldn't doubt her capabilities for a second. Holly runs a hand over her face and takes a deep breath before turning around and heading back to her bedroll. That adrenaline rush is not something she would ever like to repeat.}

[josie-jonesx]

For fuck's sake...

[josie-jonesx]

{Josie smirks, some odd sense of amusement that comes from the blonde’s statement. She takes another step forward, standing right in front of the other woman who is only a few inches shorter than her. And while Josie had never needed height to feel intimidating, this helps.} You think I give a shit about the rules? {Josie may know the people who have established them, and she usually does her best to follow them as loosely as possible. But she won’t allow a little country brat to talk back to her without walking away with something, whether it be the idea not to mess with her or a new bruise on her cheek.}

[holly--hill]

{Holly's pretty used to people towering over her, and this blonde is no exception. Still, she doesn't budge from her spot. Despite sweaty palms and a pounding heart, she refuses to be bullied like this is high school.} I think if ya didn't care 'bout 'em ya wouldn't be so pissed right now. Ya seriously angry 'bout somethin' like this? {Holly asks with narrowed eyes. She's paying pretty hard it doesn't come to blows. Holly has never been much of a fighter, not even now.} You're just lookin' for someone to take your troubles out on.

[josie-jonesx]

For fuck's sake...

[josie-jonesx]

{Josie’s head pulls back at the woman’s words before she’s letting out a slight scoff of laughter. She takes a step forward to close some distance between her and the bubbly-looking blonde. And if Josie had lost a piece of herself that she had manufactured so carefully before, it’s returned in the strong set of her jaw and the cold glint in her eye.} Ya got a problem, cupcake? ‘Cause we can straighten that all out right now. See how pretty that face is when I smash it into the floor a few times.

{Maybe it’s the recent deaths. The lack of a cigarette burning between her fingers. Cian locking himself in his car. The hell that had been tormenting her every day in that prison cell, that still lingers behind her like a shadow. But she lashes out at the blonde for no other reason than because she can. Because she’s angry, and she’s always been that way. And people need to know that.}

[holly--hill]

{Holly bites the inside of her cheek when the other woman steps forward. She doesn't even know her name and she's trying to pick a fight with her. Holly crosses her arms and frowns. Her brother may never have told her how to throw a punch but she'll be damned if she lets this person talk to her like she's dirt under her shoe. She may be here to help this group out, but she does have a little self-respect.} Pretty sure fightin's against the rules, sunshine. {Holly tells her, adding on the term of endearment as if she liked her. Though the combination of her size, her voice and the way her face simply isn't built for frowning, the whole thing fails to come off as intimidating.}

[josie-jonesx]

For fuck's sake...

[josie-jonesx]

Where the fuck’s the fire, sunshine? {Josie questions with all the irritation the world could possess stitching itself into her voice. Her eyes widen and her palms slap against her thighs, like maybe she needed to make her features and gestures larger just to be seen, so she wouldn’t be trampled by blondes on the run.}

[holly--hill]

{Holly can't help but think that having someone else nearly bump into her and later having this kind of reaction is a bit funny. The corners of her mouth twitch up momentarily before shaking her head.} Under your ass, apparently. {She says with a small hint of offense. Holly has never been fond of mean people, and having this stranger lash out after a long day isn't fun.}

[josie-jonesx]

For fuck's sake...

 {Josie grumbles underneath her breath. A cigarette. All she wants is a cigarette. But anytime she had tried to light one while indoors, Benjamin would snag it from between her teeth and hand it back to her, simply stating ‘outside’. So outside she had been headed. But there’s something important she’s forgotten. The actual pack of cigarettes. She stops, hands patting at her front pockets before she sighs heavily. This was turning into a long day. She turns then, ready to head back to her bag and snag the pack in her bag but a body almost stops her. Ceasing all movements before she collides with the being, Josie fixes the individual with a glare from being slightly startled and a slight tone of admonishment in her simple word.} Yoooo.

[holly--hill]

{Holly has all of her hair out of her face as she walks between the people bustling about the theater. She's on her way out again, feeling that keeping herself busy is really the only choice for her now. She wouldn't have noticed she almost collided with another woman if she had not said the word of warning. Still, Holly can't help but raise her eyebrows as repeat the word back to her as a question.} Yoooo?

[domrollins-deactivated20160504]

[After struggling a little while longer in Wes’ grip, the guy finally let go of Dom. After a few choice words and seeing the guy he was ready to beat to death dragged round the corner Dom thought fuck it and made himself scarce. He can feel the bruises blossoming on his back and is only now aware of the bleeding nose. There was no way in hell he’d go and ask Evie to heal him up. Not now when that ”Angel” has total control over her. Dom leaves the building in a quiet strop by himself. It doesn’t even occur to Dom he’s breaking the group’s rules because he’s honestly forgotten all of them apart from patrolling. Opening the back of his car, he pulls out his own private first aid stash and begins wiping down his knuckles. He’d grazed the skin off when that asshole disappeared into the shadows. Would’ve been one helluva punch too — probably break a bone. When footsteps sound behind him, Dom doesn’t even looks over his shoulder to see who it is. He already knows he doesn’t want to talk to anyone.] Piss of while you’re ahead, yeah?

[holly--hill]

{While Holly has heard about the fight, she isn't overly concerned with it. People fight all the time, and the end of the world certainly isn't going to change that. She's still doing what she's been doing since she arrived to the group, her job. Holly is walking back from her car with a couple dozen seeds in her pockets, destined for a small garden at the corner of the theatre. The sudden statement has Holly raising an eyebrow at the voice as she turns.} Excuse me? {She says with a bit less civility than her momma would have approved of. No matter if this is Evie's daddy or not, she's pretty sure no one should be telling her to piss off.}

[mike-tso]

[Mike can feel Holly drape something over him, and he murmurs a word of thanks before really responding to her.]  No… no it’s not… [Mike says, his voice heavy and filled with dread as he stares at the ground and just lets Holly rest her hands on his shoulders. For a moment it feels like the wind’s been knocked out of him and all his limbs are too heavy. He can’t even bring himself to lift his head and look up at her right now.] But that’s just how the world is. [And it sucks. It’s suck fucking balls. Mike brings himself to finally look up at Holly and she looks like a mess even though she’s trying to hold herself together. He finally brings himself to hold her hand again.] I think you need to sit too…

[holly--hill]

{Holly can't say she agrees with Mike, but it would be stupid for her to say no. The world is this way, but that doesn't mean it will always be like this. It had taken some of the best people, but there are still people here to make it better. That's what she believes. It's the only way she'll be able to keep going. She's lost in her thoughts when Mike grabs her hand, making her startle a bit before she offers him a small smile. He cares and it tugs on her heartstrings, but she's supposed to be there for the group, not the other way around. The offer is too tempting for her to pass up though, and so she sits beside him, hand held tightly in hers.}

[melrose-vincent]

[Felicia looked over the blonde for another moment before letting a sense of ease fall upon her. She was unsure if the other woman was okay and her first response was to not care at all. However, her track record and sense to actually want to fit in was always contradicted. She held up her hands looking at the other woman to show she genuinely meant no harm. It was obvious pointing weapons wasn’t always to be taken lightly] You sure? You don’t seem it

[holly--hill]

{Holly looks down at her thighs, picking at a hole that's starting to form on the fabric of her jeans there. The confession is a bit easier when she's not looking into another person's eyes.} One of my friends is dead. {She admits honestly, though a bit softly. The woman is right; she's not fine, but she has to be. There's not really enough time to be crying when she needs to get her work done.}

[rachel--foster-blog-blog]

[Rachel hesitates, only because she doesn’t want to make the blonde feel obligated to have her stay, she honestly doesn’t mind leaving. But at her words, she only shakes her head.] It’s alright. [Her voice is quiet, gentle as she goes out on a limb, putting a hand lightly on the woman’s shoulder.] I understand. [And she did, maybe not right now, but she understood loss as much as anyone. She decides to stay, though, just in case the woman needed someone, just a presence really, a luxury Rachel hadn’t had five months ago, something she’d have killed for even then.]

[holly--hill]

{The hand on her shoulder feels nice, it's some kind of sign she's not alone in all of this, despite the fact that she should be. Holly takes deep breaths before turning to speak with the woman whose name she's doesn't even know yet.} I'm Holly. {She says simply. There's really no need for any other kind of introduction, at least not right now. The blonde hopes the other understands that there's no need for her to say anything. She just doesn't want to be alone.}

[rachel--foster-blog-blog]

[Leave the child, you cannot comfort everyone. Eliya doesn’t think their presence will help the blonde and, quite frankly, Rachel doubts it as well. She probably seems cold, calloused maybe, but she didn’t feel the right to grieve the loss of the two, she’d hardly known them. Death was still death, though, and she knows that’s what this woman is also experiencing. Speaking in a soft voice, Rachel glances around them. It’s dark out but if she wants her to leave, she will.] I’m…I’ll leave you alone. I didn’t mean to intrude. [Rachel purses her lips, looking back at the blonde.] But be careful, yeah? It’s…late…[it sounds lame coming from her mouth but she knows that while grieving, you’re not always aware of your surroundings.] 

[holly--hill]

{Holly shakes her head almost instantly. It's not the smart thing to do. She's supposed to be here taking care of the group, not asking for comfort from their newest members. Kimi's death hadn't been her fault, so the woman shouldn't have to take up any burdens she doesn't have to, including staying with Holly. But the blonde doesn't really want to be alone, and before she can really think about what she's doing she speaks.} N-no. Ya don't have to go. I'm sorry 'bout snappin' at ya. Ya can stay. But only if ya want.

[mike-tso]

[The words echo through his mind and immediately his mind starts thinking of the worst possible scenarios he can think of given the situation. And suddenly, he’s putting Charlie’s and Kimi’s bodies and names alongside the number of bodies he had to leave behind in Harrisburg. All of his fallen friends. It knocks the wind out of him and without thinking, Mike slowly sinks downwards and sits on the edge of the trunk of Holly’s car and lets go of her hand as he stares at the ground in shock.] 

[holly--hill]

{Holly's eyes overflow with tears but she makes a conscious effort not to sob, not with Mike looking how he looks. The man lets go of her hand and sits on the edge of the trunk of her truck. She recognizes the emotion easily enough, and she knows there's not much she can do for him other than help him come to terms with it. She reaches over him to grab her brother's jacket and places it over him, rubbing his arms as she concentrates on taking deep breaths. Holly rests her hands on his shoulders and speaks in the calmest voice she can muster.} I am so sorry, Mike. It's not fair and I'm sorry.

[jack-isaacs]

Hey, ya never know. [Jack grins back at her, but it fades slightly when she thanks him and his brows pull together in confusion. Being nice isn’t something he thinks really deserves thanks, even if it’s not something a lot of people do.] Oh. Uh…you’re welcome. Thanks for being nice, too. [He says lamely, though he means it. She’s one of the nicest people here, and it’s one of the reasons she’s among his favorite, if not his very favorite.]

[holly--hill]

{Holly smiles and shakes her head once more. If their problems were so easy to solve someone would have figured it out by now. She still thinks that the world will come back together, but it won't be a while until that happens. Holly answers with a nod and a smile.} I think we should be headin' back inside. You should get some rest.

[jack-isaacs]

[Jack gives a soft chuckle at the thought of tiny strawberry minions, and as silly as the conversation is it’s a good distraction from the girls that are gone now. It’s easier than thinking about that, and he shrugs.] Maybe not. Or maybe the zombies are allergic. We can just chuck strawberries at ‘em till they leave us alone.

[holly--hill]

{Holly tilts her head at Jack, a faint glimmer of amusement in her eyes.} All this time we spent shootin' at 'em and all we needed was to find out what they're allergic to? {She smirks before shaking her head. She twirls the strawberry between her fingers, appraising it silently.} Thank you for bein' nice.

[jack-isaacs]

[Jack gives her a look before he snorts at the joke.] Good one. [He rolls his eyes, but there’s no real annoyance there, not when the words are coming from Holly. He can’t help a short laugh when she tells him about the giant strawberry. It doesn’t last long, but he keeps the small smile on his face and shrugs.] I don’t know, I think I could take a giant strawberry. Maybe. Or maybe you could grow some more, like around the perimeter. We could have guard plants.

[holly--hill]

{Holly presses her lips together as reflex. It's supposed to keep in a laugh, and she's surprised she had wanted to for a split second. She raises her brows at his suggestion.} Fine. But don't be surprised if ya wake up one day surrounded by tiny strawberry minions. {Holly pinches her index finger and her thumb together to show just how tiny they'll be before shrugging.} Somethin' tells me they won't be very effective against zombies.

[rachel--foster-blog-blog]

[Rachel doesn’t know what she’s expecting from the woman but her reply doesn’t offend her at all. Instead, maybe it’s the motherly part of Rachel that has her taking a slight step closer to the younger woman. When the blonde apologizes, she shakes her head.] Don’t apologize. It’s…it’s alright. I’m sorry, it was a poor question to ask…[And it was, no one was alright, that much was clear.]

[holly--hill]

{The woman comes closer and Holly isn't exactly sure what she wants. It's obvious this stranger isn't very stressed about the recent deaths in the group, and the small blonde is left standing clueless with tear tracks down her cheeks. She nods, but other than that she offers no reply. Holly doesn't trust herself not to be rude to this person she barely knows, and though she's not sure if she wants to be alone or not, this is only making her more nervous.}