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ETHAN AVRAM

“I know Athena,” Ethan said to the person before him. Ever since the whispers started, the people of the Community had been stirring restlessly. It was… Ethan could understand the unease– the majority of their people had family with them and after McMillan… But the Roamers? No, no they their neighbors. And Atty, even Cyrus who he’d only spoken to sparingly, weren’t that desperate. “I know the Roamers, too. They’re good people– I get that it’s hard to believe that those kind of people exist, but they do. Rumors are rumors are rumors.” 

Jax, in all honesty, was fine with the truth about the Roamers. She gave Ethan a small pat. “In the grand scheme of things, does it really matter?” She asks. “I mean not that I think we should all become cannibals, but it is getting harder to find food. Scottsdale isn’t exactly farmville ya know.” Jax continued. Jax had spent some time around the Community when they were helping the survivors get better. She hadn’t found her friend, but she had made her peace with it - or at least that is what she told herself. “If they are serving human burgers, at least they are helping feed people.” 

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ATHENA EVERETT

atty didn’t have much of a reason to be outside the walls right now– the main reason was to get some ’air’. that’s what she told the guards, anyway. the real reason was to kill some dead assholes. why? ‘cause.. she needed some way to get her anger out. it wasn’t like before the outbreak, when she could just go outside and find some asshole worthy of a bullet to the head. or end up in a bad drug deal. no, now she had to kill those already dead. which.. was probably better, but.. the blonde exhales, kicking a pebble along until stumbling upon the scene. and of course jax, hiding. she creeps up, sinking beside the girl. “yo. you tryin’ t'get in there?”

“Atty, I swear to GOD,” she hissed. Jax playfully nudged the other with a smile. “You scared me you jerk. Yeah, there aren’t many places to get supplies ya know. I figure there has to be a good stash in there. Unless someone got to it first...but these walkers look old...” she said squinting her eyes. Jax guessed they had turned around the time of the outbreak. Probably Apartment attendants who wondered out once they turned. “I wonder if anyone made it out,” She said softly. She shivered a bit. The thought of being trapped in the complex scared Jax. She didn’t mind the dead, but she couldn’t stand the idea of being trapped in the building. Sure she had rules to follow, but she was basically free to do as she pleased. 

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FELICITY MASON

As much as she hated to admit it, Tilly was running incredibly low on supplies. She needed to keep moving. For the most part, she had gotten a quick glance of every building around here, but there was still one that seemed to be a home to many walkers. She was heading back now, hoping maybe they had moved on–but to no avail. She did see the stranger hanging about though and braced herself, walking slowly. “Having fun?” 

Jax jumped at the sound of the voice. She let out a sigh and whispered in an angry yet relieved town, “What is wrong with you? Sneaking up on a person like that? I could have killed you?” She tried to play off her moment of visible fear. She looked the stranger over. “I might forgive you if you help me clear this building...might even give you half of whatever is in there.” She continued. Jax gave the stranger a cheeky side smile. The type of smile that was daring the other person to take her up on her offer. The smile had a fifty-fifty chance of working, but she figured that because supplies seemed to be running out around Scottsdale that the new ally would agree - or she hoped.

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She looked down at the ratty red journal that she used to scribble down important info. She’d heard about an apartment complex that hadn’t been raided due to the unsettling amount of dead ones that lurked inside. Jax however, was feeling mighty brave. She looked up and shoved the notebook in her backpack. She walked quietly to the apartment complex, looking around for quick escape routes. When she finally got to the location she paused, now starting to fear she may need a hand. The apartment complex had at least six dead walking around inside the gate. Jax sunk down behind the short concrete wall, hoping that someone would happen along and want to join in the fun.

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FELICITY MASON

“Whatever it is you want to give me or…offer, or need–I’m not interested.” Despite the woman’s small stature, the words came out as sharp as a knife. There was no malice intended, but when she ventured out into the new area she hadn’t expected to run into anyone. Things had taken a turn since a few days ago, and she was wary anyways. She looked at them once more, finally pausing her steps and adjusting the backpack on her shoulder. “Are you deaf or something?” She asked, clearly annoyed. 

There was nothing Jax liked more than someone who was just as, if not more, abrasive as her. She smiled and playfully raised her hands in a defensive manner. “Chill, I was just going to tell you that there is a walker infested building a block north of here. But if you’d rather encounter them yourself, by all means, do so,” she said. 

“Just so you know I’m not a threat, I mean I’m not going to lie...I might swipe some stuff, but that’s only if I really need to.” a pause, “I figure people are going to steal from me the first chance they get so I might as well join in the fun.”

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JACKSON SAVAGE

Jackson was always the type who came looking for trouble. It didn’t matter from who or what all he cared about was getting a rise out of someone. If he could do that while managed to survive what this fucked up world presented him. Slowly, the boy crept up on another person, his eyes not focused on who or what the figure was but instead what they were rummaging through. A grin formed on his face as he came within a safe distance. Not close enough so they could reach out and grab him but close enough so that he could speak without yelling “Whatcha got there?” He asked as he moved so his presence was right in front of his company. 

“Oh you know...none of your business,” Jax said. She crammed the locket into her pocket. She wanted to see how much she could get for it. She didn’t recognize the people inside the locket, not that she could. Jax didn’t go out of her way to get to know people. So she put on a brave face, though most of the time that face was that of a fifth grader. “Besides what kind of weirdo creeps up on people?” 

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NICOLA COLINS

Nicola found herself unable to sleep — like so many nights since all of this had started. Lying awake in the darkness the blonde considered her options before rising to her feet and heading out into the darkness of the night. She hadn’t left without strapping a gun to her waist, at least feeling a bit safer wandering about on her own considering the most recent events. Even with the scientist dead, she was sure that she wasn’t the only one who would never feel safe in this area again. Being well acquainted with her surroundings she was able to securely ponder around, taking deep breaths of the fresh air in an attempt to sooth her nerves and maybe be capable of shutting an eye after all. Not that she had any high expectations anymore. Turning around the corner of a nearby building the blonde nearly jumped out of her skin at the sight of a silhouette nearby. Clumsy fingers reached to her gun with a racing heart as she slowly realised that her opposite was very much alive and not yet seeming to be a threat to her. “Holy shit,” she muttered, eyes narrowing at the other, more in frustration with herself than anger towards them. “Shouldn’t you be sleeping?”

She scuffed. “You’re not my mother.” She said rolling her eyes. Yes, she was 22, but she still acted a bit childish. Though, Jax felt that most people were immature. She turned her body towards the stranger. “What are you doing out here? Are you doing something mischievous?” She questioned. “If you are, can I join? I’m kinda bored.” Jax moved closer shoving her hands in her pockets. Her boots made a light stomping noise as she approached. Something her group members commented on, but Jax would sacrifice stealth for comfortability. “I’m Jax, nice to meetcha.” Her tone changed from aggressive to a bit more friendly. After all, she wanted to get more information about the people in Scottsdale. Something told her that things were only going to go downhill. It would be good to know who to trust if anything happened.

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ALEX REED

“Don’t touch it,” he said, referring to the box full of pain killers he had just brought inside. His voice didn’t come out as a warning, but it was firm nonethless. 

“You know that just makes me want to touch it even more,” She said with a smirk. “I probably wouldn’t have looked through the box, but now...what’s inside?” She inched towards the box, eyeing the stranger as she did.

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MACE MERCER

Mace was just on his post. Well, one of his posts anyway. The man had many, in many locations at the outposts. No spotter, which was dangerous. However, his counter thought to that had been that this world didn’t allow spotters. It didn’t offer a helping hand. So, someone would have to. Click click. The faint sound rang in his ears, immediately alarming him. He didn’t let it show, just looking through the scope as he mentally went through his arsenal. Long knife tucked into its sheath on his right, that was his best bet.

Macen sighed, bringing his hand off the handle. He rested it on the stock, raising his head. “Whatever you’re about to do, I suggest you do it now.. and don’t hesitate.” It’ll just get ugly for you, he thought.

Jax wasn’t particularly shaken up about what had happened, so to her, it was business as usual. Or at least that is what she’d like you to believe. The truth was that she’d lost people too, but she refused to let them interfere with her life. She was running away from them. She figured if she kept herself busy she would forget. Instead, it just made her sloppy. Sure, she wasn’t the best thief out there, but she also wasn’t the worst. She didn’t flinch when the stranger made himself known. ‘Damn it,’ she thought. She sighed and put her hands on her hips, acknowledging that the situation was less than desirable. 

“Don’t worry your pretty little head,” she said as she crossed her arms. She looked at him then at his weapon and raised an eyebrow. “You are going to shoot a defenseless person? Wow.” She said shaking her head. Yes, she had a weapon, but she didn’t have it drawn or visible. Though she guessed that no one really believed that a person walked around defenseless.