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“Fine. I can play nice.” But the words were softly spoken; not challenging. “Of course there’s not.” Alina let out a sigh as they continued on. “We’ve only about three hours of daylight left, so we should probably find somewhere to stay the night in about half that time, in case we have to backtrack to a place we saw along the way.” Not that she was going to get much sleep with a stranger beside her, but Damon didn’t seem like a sociopath to her, so that was at least something. Plus, she seemed keen on living, which although they didn’t have in common, Alina did know where a Christmas stash of guns were that she knew would still be there.

killerxfthedead

“Alright, good.” The better they got along the less of a chance either would end up dead with a knife to the skull from the other. “I’ll keep an eye out, but if our luck is as good as it’s been with finding cars we’re fucked,” she replied to the other woman’s suggestion at finding shelter. Things were dangerous enough during the day without the nighttime providing low light. She kept a look out for anything that could provide shelter for the two of them but that seemed about as fruitful as their search for a car. “I’m starting to think the fates hate us,” she stated aloud as they walked.

#alinapetrovskii

killerxfthedead

Outbreak || infectiousxwarrior

infectiousxwarrior

Stay alive. That was easier said than done but she would try her best if it meant giving the other woman a chance too and thanking her. She didn’t want to be ungrateful, but that was something that was hard at this moment. Her entire family, dead. Everyone she knew, most likely dead. If that wasn’t a downer or a depressing fact, then she didn’t know what was. “Stay alive. Right. I can do that. At least I’ll try.” That was the most she could do with a knife in hand and her body and mind still in a state of shock. So she continued to shuffle along, though she attempted to do so quietly while watching her feet slump across the earth that was now a hell. “I know I already said I, but thanks. Even if I don’t understand it yet, I’m here for some insane reason and you saved me. I’m Kyle. And thank you for saving me.” The fence ignited the small smart of hope that was still there. She could only hope it was protecting something, like a house or a barn or even something like a bunker for someone that had been paranoid enough to actually create one. Hopefully the doomsday crowd had gotten to that when the world was suppose to end all those times before. Glancing over, there was an added pep to her step as she moved quicker towards the fence before finally reaching it. Soon, it would be dark and she knew that they needed to find somewhere soon. “Do you see anything? Anywhere?”

killerxfthedead

Distant screams caused Blair’s stomach to churn. She couldn’t save everyone but at least she managed to keep the other woman, Kyle, alive. “Don’t mention it.” Blair turned to the other woman and offered her a small nod. “I’m Blair,” she replied before turning forward and continuing to navigate towards the fence as quietly as possible. She didn’t see any immediate threats and Blair hoped that whatever the fence was protecting was up for grabs.

When they reached the fence Blair climbed over it cautiously. It wasn’t too large but it was big enough to tell people to keep out. Her eyes were trained on their surroundings, still not detecting anything that would cause alarm. “I think it’s clear for now. Just keep your head down,” she instructed before pushing forward. There was a small farm house in the distance with a barn of about equal size not too far from it. There was no obvious sign of life or otherwise so Blair pressed on. “We might have just found shelter for the night,” Blair informed the other woman. “That is, if it’s empty, or people feel like sharing.”

#infectiousxwarrior

constable-dagostino

“If you bless me one more time, I will arrest you!”

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strxngernow-archive-deactivated

It sucked that with this group Kyleigh and Blair could barely get a moment of peace to be together, but she couldn’t blame them completely. They were scared, like a lot of people were, so they tended to get clingy. The only real time they had to be alone was when everyone went to sleep, but they needed that rest just as much as the others. “That’s true. I’m surprised they made it this far to be honest with you. Hey maybe some day we can sneak away, though I’m sure that would give them all a heart attack.” Kyleigh mused, wanting to help Blair feel better about the whole thing.

killerxfthedead

She gave a little laugh before shaking her head. As much as she wanted to have time with Kyleigh helping the group was worth it. “Yeah, maybe. They’ve still got a lot to learn but I figure once they do we can ease up on the mothering, yeah?” Helping people was something she had always done. It was something in her that made her want to. “It’ll be worth it though. Helping these people...it’s worth it.”

#theforgottenrunner

killerxfthedead

Locked Up || wentworthstopdog

gabby-anderson

“Matters to me.” Franky is not easily offended, and the woman’s tone hardly bothers her - of course she notices it, and if it were anyone else speaking to her like that, she wouldn’t take it so lightly. But this woman is new and she has no idea the world she’s just stepped into. But Franky will teach her soon enough.

“Because, this is my prison, and no one who comes in here gets to just do whatever they want. That’s not how things work. See, you’re either with me, or against me. And like I said, this is my prison.” The woman looks strong, and that’s something that Franky could always use more of on her side. Not that she doesn’t have the power to take the woman out should she choose not to side with her.

killerxfthedead

Blair nearly laughed at the other woman. As far as Blair knew this woman was nothing outside of this place and felt like she had to prove herself. She may say that the prison is hers but Blair knew that there was no way a convict could really control the facility, just the women inside.

“Blair Damon,” she stated, answering the woman’s question. “And who might you be, oh holy ruler of Wentworth?” Blair chided. In the back of her mind she had a feeling that her attitude might come back to bite her in the ass but she couldn’t help herself. She was in no mood to deal with a power hungry convict.

#wentworthstopdog

wrcnggirl

She supposes that’s easy enough to grasp, but a man would be wrong to underestimate her, and Elyse has a feeling the same goes for the other woman. A snort escapes her, because not a moment later Damon is confirming that theory, no word spared. “They’d be smart not to mess with me either.” She replies as to her ‘ability’, though Damon doesn’t ask for a demonstration, so Elyse doesn’t give one.

killerxfthedead

“I’ll take your word for it. Not like you’ve got a reason to lie to me,” she reasoned. “Besides, you’ve made it this far so I’m sure you’re capable enough in at least some regard. The weak tend to die off pretty quickly...” she trailed off, remembering those she had lost. Calling them weak felt like a disservice, but she had to think that to distance herself from the dead.

#elysebreaux

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It didn’t look like Damon was too keen on opening up, which probably should’ve been expected, but she’s glad to see that it eventually does come. “Well, that’s definitely useful now.” She nods, using her own knife to follow the other’s lead. Her last meal was about a day and a few hours ago, so this was definitely a blessing. “Not much on me. Just helped out at a dance studio and kick-boxed when I had the chance.”

killerxfthedead

She sent the young woman a nod. “Yeah, guess you could say I was as prepared as they come,” Blair stated. “I’m sure kick-boxing and dance came in handy, you were athletic, that keeps you alive in this world.” If you weren’t strong, both physically and mentally, than making it in this world was near impossible.

#evangelinegaleotti

strxngernow-archive-deactivated

killerxfthedead / x “I know, right?” Kyleigh said, a bit of a laugh in her voice. She liked the other people in the group well enough, but sometimes they got on her last nerve with how much they looked to herself and Blair for everything. Kyleigh was never a leader in her own right, nor did she want that role. She just wanted to stay alive and if possible, keep Blair alive as well. “I can’t not want to help them though you know? I’d hate to see anyone else lose their life because of something that could be prevented.

killerxfthedead

“That’s what’s makes us different from those out there. We still care about people, don’t want unnecessary loss of life,” Blair replied with a small smile. “And besides, if we aren’t here to look out for these guys, who else would?” Blair did want a bit of free time off duty so she could spend it with the other woman. That possibility did seem slim though and she’d be more than willing to take whatever time she can get.

#theforgottenrunner

killerxfthedead

Locked Up || wentworthstopdog

gabby-anderson

New women are hardly a huge deal in the prison, few really care. But Franky? Franky always cares. Every new person is an opportunity to expand her crew, and if nothing else, they need to learn quickly enough who’s in change.

The woman looked pissed to be here, her attempt a keeping to herself not standing where Franky is concerned and when the woman attempts not to looks up, there’s a wicked smile on the inmates lips. “Welcome to Wentworth.” She pauses, hip cocked, and her arms move to cross over her chest.

“And you are?” She doesn’t like that the woman doesn’t want to acknowledge her, but she knows what’s good for her, she’ll quickly learn.

killerxfthedead

Clearly the other woman wasn’t getting the hint that she wanted to be alone. However, the air about her did make Blair pause. Blair got the feeling that the other woman held some sort of respect by the way she held herself. She had seen plenty like her back in the military, people thinking they were bigger than they really were. Usually it was a front to hide how insecure they really were.

She looked at the stranger with a disinterested gaze. “Does it matter?” Blair replied in a biting tone. She had heard about prison in her time and had no intention of being anyone’s punching bag or bitch.

#wentworthstopdog

Locked Up || wentworthstopdog

Blair couldn’t believe it, one vacation to Australia and a joyride later she got herself locked up overseas in Wentworth Correctional Facility. The flash from the camera was disarming and the large man ordering her to turn made Blair want to punch him in the face. She left the U.S. Airforce ready to never take orders again, but here she was, under the authority of others once again. Blair was ushered out of the holding area and was handed a basket with new clothing and bedding.

One strip search and wardrobe change later Blair found herself wandering the recreational area, feeling like a complete outsider. She settled on brooding in a corner on her own, glaring at anyone who got too close. She was in no mood to deal with others. All Blair had to do was wait for an appeal and try to get back into the States. Until then she’d keep her head down and serve her time.

Another woman approaching here did catch her attention. She had a swagger to her that made her distinctive in comparison to the cookie cutter criminals in the prison. Blair did her best not to make eye contact with the other woman.

#wentworthstopdog #this sucks I'm sorry

arexyouxafraidxofxthexdark

“Did you really? That part must of slipped my mind.” It hadn’t, of course, but Alina wasn’t about to admit that. “I think my attitude is fine just as it is, thanks.” She slipped the throwing knife back as she continued to slowly push herself on the bike she was side straddling. “I think we should probably find a car or at least another bike, though.” It was about as civil as Alina was going to offer up, even if sometimes she wanted to try harder, she just couldn’t seem to mentally or even physically allow herself to like someone even as a person again. Not after losing her child and sister.

killerxfthedead

“Slipped your mind, my ass,” Blair muttered to herself as she walked. “Think what you want, I can’t change that, but just keep some of your more unsavory comments to yourself.” She was fine with the other woman not liking her, that she couldn’t change. However, she wanted this short partnership to work out because if it didn’t they’d both end up dead. “I’ll keep an eye out for a car, but finding a working one might be a bit difficult considering there isn’t much left in the world as it is.”