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[lyric-duncan]

Random Scavenging II Open

Lyric hated being cooped up, and while she appreciated having a somewhat safe place to stay for awhile, she knew it wouldn't be permanent. Almost nothing was anymore. She might be young but she knew the reality of things, it was hard but it was what it was. For now she thought it'd be good to see if she could track down something to eat, even if it was just a rabbit or two, it would be something at least.

It was hard to try and turn off her thoughts. Honestly it was almost impossible, she was constantly thinking - wondering. About her siblings, if they were alive - but hoping and almost wishing they were alive. The unknown was the worst part really. She just didn't actually know anymore. She had hope of course, but hope was something most people considered foolish now. Her hand clutches tighter to the knife in her hand, forcing herself to take a deep breath, she freezes as she hears a sound. Quickly she moved, pulling herself up into the nearest tree, she was quick and quiet, it gave her a slight advantage as she peered down, trying to see who - or what, was nearby. 

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He gave a nod at the nice to meet you, he was saying the same thing just with no words. He couldn’t recall the time someone told him that in any capacity really nor did it really matter he supposed but it was nice to hear. He wasn’t sure about going any farther, then again she seemed like a decent person. Would it put more of a burden on the group yes initially but would it in the end pay off most likely, unless Daryl had read the little song wrong and she was secretly an axe murder and would try to chop his head off in the middle of the night.

Internally he shook his head at himself, for some reason that slightly amused him. “Got an extra bunk, it’s yours if ya want it.” He truly hoped that she wasn’t going to screw him over on this but most people hadn’t it was a million times better than what they had already. “Got a couple stipulations though, ain’t nothing that gonna hurt ya. New people in the prison gotta stay in a quarantine for a few days, make sure ain’t bringing a sickness or nothing into camp. Flu run rampant wit’ the lil’ ones.”

"So what ya say in or out?" He looked her up and down, his face went from hard callous to something slightly less stone, almost soft even. It wasn’t a matter of pity either, the man himself survived a long time out here alone and with as young as she was the odd were really in her favor, if you took the factor of living breathing people out.

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Lyric gave a small smile as she watched him, it was curious but she liked that he had his own way of saying things, she understood it. Not every-time did saying words really speak such volumes. Besides, the silence was making it easier to keep watch. She glanced around once more, listening for any sounds - foot steps, or the shuffling and groans the walkers often gave as they drew near. 

As he spoke again she returned her full attention to the man, finding herself more suprised at what he was saying. She knew a lot about the prison, she knew even that there had been issues going on with fences coming down and a bit of an issue with some guy. She wanted to take the offer, having somewhere she could relax for awhile, of course she knew she would keep her guard up, living people could be the most dangerous but. Maybe that place would be safer for her.

She glanced back towards Daryl before speaking, "I have two questions before I say yes... you mentioned 'quarantine', will I be stuck inside the whole time? I'm a little.. claustrophobic at times.." her last words were a little softer as she shook a memory or two of. "My other question might be a little harder.. Will.. Will I be able to still come out sometimes? I.. I'm still looking for my brother and sister. I don't want to give up searching yet... I'm sure they are still alive..Those are my only questions, other than that, I'm in.. if its ok. You won't get in trouble for bringing home a straggler..?" she gave him a small smile before it suddenly dropped, she raised her hand and pointed over behind them, silently telling him she heard a sound she remained quiet, maybe it was an animal, or - maybe it was more walkers. 

[daryldixon-deadknockingrp-blog]

He saw her mull some over in her mind, though he couldn’t figure out what it was. Then he saw the small frown, but shrugged it off whatever she was thinking was her own business. “Gun’s to loud, draw to many towards ya. Plus don’t know who walkin’ around in the woods wanna take it from ya.” She didn’t have any worry about him though, he wasn’t interested in hurting a living person over something as simple as a gun, especially when he didn’t feel threatened by her at all.

"Lyric, like a song?" The corner of his mouth raised slightly, it was an interesting name to say the least. "Hell been called many things in my life, Daryl’s my name though." He said with a small shrug, he was at an impasse now however on what to do. The question arose in his mind could the prison take on anymore people and support them at a sustaining function and not take away from anyone else. Then again if the need was truly there he would simply fend for himself.

"Ya tired a sleepin’ in trees?" He asked her, still not entirely sure that this was the grandest of ideas, but it was a step in the right direction.

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She was glad he didn't bother asking about what was going on in her head, although mostly the memories of the bad kind in her past were mostly forgotten or pushed aside, the world was worse now and she had more to worry about than memories. They still haunted her at the worst possible times. Lyric gave a small nod at his words, knowing just how true they were, she had experience with those kind of incidents, noise attracted walkers like nothing else and people were more dangerous in these woods.

Lyric smiled, nodding once more, "Yeah just like a song, my Mother liked music - she used to teach music, so - we got named after music like things," it was rare she spoke of her mother, whenever she did she saw the flashes of what had happened, her mothers body bent over her father - devouring him - so much blood.  She snapped back out of her thoughts, ignoring the slight shake of her hands as she listened to him speak, "Well - its nice to meet you Daryl," she gave a genuine smile before looking around, her eyes focused for any sign of movement or sound. She knew these woods better than most people that just passed through, she knew just how far the prison was from their current location - to how far it was from the nearest water source. And the best places to try and catch a rabbit or two. 

At his next words she glanced back at him, giving a small shrug before thinking about it, "Its hard to sleep in trees, very uncomfortable but - its safer than most of my other options." she hated sleeping in trees really, but it was one of her safer options. Being young, she knew to most people she was a weak prey.

[lyric-duncan]

Searching II Lyric and Jenna

[jenna-lane-dck]

"Oh, you know, just trying to lure kids out to gingerbread houses out here in the woods." Jenna snorted, stifling a loud chuckle. Fairy tales about cannibals in the forest used to be part of the realm of fantasy. “…Hell, why not? It’ll do you more good than it does me. It’s getting eaten by somebody, and with things the way they are now, that’s what matters. Someone oughta get sweets out of it.” Besides, the way Jenna figured it, she’d already gotten a full adolescence’s worth of junk food, fried garbage, and sugary crap in her life during her own teenage years— these things were scarce now, but it was pretty… cool, that there was still enough for another generation to get a turn.

Maybe one last hurrah, anyway, at least before people figured out how to make halfway decent desserts again. If enough people survived to make it that far. Until then, why not let kids be kids in a candy shop? It was better than sending teenagers like Lyric out to scrounge for themselves, with the biters and bandits out there. This was better.

"I’m good, really." The more Jenna thought about it, the more it was true. She had enough food that it wasn’t life-or-death, for now, and if it came down to that, it would be good that the candy’d been there for someone hungry. “Don’t have much of a sweet tooth, anyway. And possession is nine tenths of the law, or whatever, so. It really is yours now.” Jenna grinned. “You’re welcome.”

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Lyric bit back a small laugh that was forming at the words, she remembered those stories being just that - stories. But now the danger was real, of people luring you out somewhere, only to make you a meal - with you as the main course. As much as Lyric wanted to believe there was good still in the world, she wasn't blind. She knew more than people would think she knew at first glance. Her small stature made her seem even younger than she actually was. But this girl seemed alright, still Lyric kept her guard up - just in case. She had to keep alive so she could find her brother and sister. 

She had grown used to relying simply on herself, she knew the woods better than most. And she was quiet, only to the more well trained people did they spot her, unless Lyric was being careless. Mostly those days she was spotted were the days she hadn't been able to find enough food, she became a little light headed and her footsteps were sloppy. Hard times were still closer together than not.

"At least let me do something for you - ok? I have to do something for you, to say thank you properly." Lyric had her own code of honor, if someone did something nice for her, she just had to do something in return. It was more important than ever these days, as she knew it was a very real possibility that she would never see the same person again, and seeing someone do something nice for her, well it gave her hope.

[lyric-duncan]

Searching II Lyric and Jenna

[jenna-lane-dck]

"Naw, it’s fine. I mean, you don’t know me, so." Jenna shrugged.

Lyric’s hesitation over the candy surprised her, though. And it made her feel bad. Not so much guilt as— if things had been normal, yeah, Jenna probably had a decade on the girl, if not more. She could’ve given Lyric candy at Halloween or something, and it would’ve been completely normal, and no big deal. But there’d been no Halloween for three years or so, by now. And Lyric not knowing where her siblings were gave Jenna’s stomach a nasty lurch. Everybody’s days were numbered, children’s most of all. “That’s all the more reason. Seriously, I can get more, there’s stores everyplace out here.”

She grinned back. It was only kind of a lie. It was true Jenna could scrounge up more sweets, though stores that had them were fewer and farther between, but she’d already decided to give these away. “I want you to have them. Save some for your siblings, in case they show up, you know?” She couldn’t bring herself to say if they were alive, but she also wasn’t going to fully lie to Lyric and say when. Just. “In case” was the best anyone got anymore.

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"Exactly.. I don't know you, so.. why would you offer me sweets?" Lyric quickly answered back, although there was no malice or suspicion in her tone, she had a small smile forming on her lips. It was interesting but also welcoming, finding someone who didn't seem to want to harm her, and instead seemed to want to offer her something instead, it was funny, a good funny though.

She gave a small look quickly though, at the response she bit at her lip, she knew most stores were taken over. People who had looted allowed walkers entrance, or  worse. People had tried to find a safe place to sleep.. and never came out again. "Are you really-really sure..? You don't want to take even one?" at the mention of her siblings she glanced back down at the packet, Cliff and Melody would probably find the idea of a simple pack of sweets amusing, before completely joining in with her on enjoying the treat. The simple thought made her smile before speaking up a soft but meaningful, "Thank you..".

[daryldixon-deadknockingrp-blog]

Daryl turned his head quickly, fanning the hair from his face. He thought briefly about how long it had gotten, that really wasn’t on the forefront of his mind though just a fleeting thought that pass through for a moment. He noted the small smirk on the woman’s face, still not knowing her name or what she liked to call herself. He had heard several aliases before most of them bad, and he hoped she wasn’t one of ‘those people.’

"Had knack for bow huntin’." He said giving the girl a small nod. "Found this one, at a sportin’ goods store. One ‘fore that I had to leave behind couldn’t get back to it." That was his partial answer, the real answer was his brother, although the man didn’t talk to about him to those that didn’t know him and even then that was a difficult task to say the least. "Not good if ya get a bunch comin’ at ya, but single ones, lot better than a gun, and safer than your knife."

He studied her over for a brief second again, not really sizing her up just getting a better sense of the much younger woman in front of her. “So what ya call yourself?” He asked with a moderate amount of curiosity.

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Lyric was honestly impressed with his skills, although he did seem a little intimidating, most people did these days. And she had always been wary of men around her, her father taught her that no matter how nice a man looked he could still be dangerous. She shook the thoughts from her mind, quickly removing the slight frown that had begun to form at her thoughts.

She nodded a little at his explanation before pointing to her own small gun, it wasn't the best and she tried to not use it unless she had to, "My older brother got this from a store, its not the best but it works ok and its easy for me to handle." she thought for a moment, debating on asking him more questions, she knew some people found questions annoying but it was hard also as she wasn't used to being around living breathing people much anymore. At his question she paused before answering, "Lyric, my name is Lyric - so, I call myself Lyric I guess." she gives a small smile before looking back at him, "What about you? What do you call yourself?"

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

[naomixemilyxdavies]

"Net, Rebenok - military training." She looked at the girl, pondering. "Alex will teach you basics. We do not need you dying from exhaustion." When Lyric stopped, Alina looked around before pulling Lyric into another, longer hug. "Shh…shhh, it will be okay. I will give you knife and will find you proper sword if I can, da?" Keeping an arm around Lyric, she began walking to the cabin again. Already they were storing Kira there - well, Charlie was - so now there would be four of them. But Alina still refused to sleep without her sister next to her, and now she supposed the queen sized bed would hold the three of them; Lyric had to be craving to be physically close to someone. And it worked out best because Alina stayed up later than Alex and woke up sooner; at least the girls would have each other.

       ”We will teach you defense, da? Against people like the ones who raided you. But if you can get away, you are fast runner.” There was only a slight pause. “But only if I say it. Only way I keep you safe is if you’re near me. If I can not see you, I can not protect you.” She would never make that mistake again. “We will find you siblings. Tomorrow you show me on map where you were separated.” Alina figured a fifty mile radius of that spot would be a large enough search area.

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Lyric was a little confused but curious, "Military training? How different is that from normal training?" she gave a small nod, she knew training was for her best interest and survival, Cliff taught her that. She gave a small smile to Alina, in a few ways she reminded her of Melody, it wasn't the same but it was helping her a little. Maybe it was just because she was a big sister too. She stayed quiet for most of the rest of the walk to the cabin, she wasn't as worried now as she was before but she was still a little on edge, this was a new place and she was always on edge for danger these days.

She nodded quickly at that offer, that she could use help with, "People who raided me are the reason I lost my brother and sister - they told me to run, but... I couldn't find them after." it was weird talking about it, she hadn't really told anyone much about how she was separated. "Thank you.. Alina really, thank you so much." she could feel the hope inside her growing, maybe just maybe she would be with her brother and sister again soon.

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

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  Alina was surprised by the hug, and laughed when the younger girl blushed and pulled away. “Come.” Smiling, she pulled Lyric in for a better hug after kissing both her cheeks, knowing all too well how many she has given Alexandra since they found one another; hugs were just needed. “Net. You help by staying alive, da?” She would keep the young girl alive like her own sister. There was someone out there - two someone’s - looking for the young girl, like she had looked for Alex. “You can ask Alex to start training you. It will not be fun.” Hands on military training one-oh-one? Probably would end up dropping the girl to her knees. “Or you ask her to teach you medicine.” She nodded, confirming to herself that Lyric was probably best suited for that stuff. “You thank me by staying alive for Melody and Cliff, da?”

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Lyric was surprised by the returned hug but found herself leaning in and returning it, although she wouldn't want to admit it, she needed the hug desperately. She couldn't even remember the last time she had been hugged by someone, it was a sad but true thought. "Thank you." she murmurs the words, giving a small smile before nodding, although she would try to help out still, she would focus on staying alive. While she might be a bit stubborn, she was good at following rules, most of the time at least. "Training?" she looked up curious at the word, "My brother taught me a lot of medical stuff, my other ..brother, he.. died. But he was training to be a doctor and taught me a lot, Cliff taught me a lot about fighting but.. I hate guns, I prefer my knives - I lost my sword when I got raided in the woods." she found herself easily saying this, except stumbling a little over talking about Reed, she still hated thinking back to that, it resulted in flash backs of the blood and him asking her to stop him before he turned into one of ...them. Her hands shook a little as she tried to block off the memory, causing her to stop mid-step.

[lyric-duncan]

Searching II Lyric and Jenna

[jenna-lane-dck]

  Jenna blinked a few times. She wasn’t sure if she should be offended or not that she apparently didn’t seem threatening. “As long as you’re not… stupid…? I guess?” Her face scrunched up, thinking for a few seconds. Well, maybe she didn’t look like a threat, but neither did Lyric, and they’d both made it this far past the end of the world, so who’s to say what tough looked like anymore? Short girls were running stuff nowadays, maybe. Whatever.

"Admittedly not my best move," Jenna agreed. She reached behind herself, to the side pocket of her backpack, and pulled out a crinkling, though somewhat dusty, plastic package. "Three year old off-brand Twizzlers. You might be too young to remember Pull ‘N’ Peels, but— these are just regular old red-flavor licorice. Best not to mess with the classics, anyway."

She weighed the bag in her hands. It felt weird, like she was appraising a fine wine. Jenna had made it this far by strategically raiding stores and homes, and been mobile enough that if she had to go to the next shop, or next town, or, in some places, even the next county, she could mostly get everything she needed. There hadn’t ever been a camp to get back to before, and Jenna’d always slept in the truck, so home was a matter of finding a place to park, and she could stock up at a good find and stick to the back roads for months at a time without needing to stop again. So even though sweets were increasingly scarce, Jenna found she missed fresh food and hot meals more than anything else. Still— these were from her last stop at The Big Spot, and she’d waited too long to go back, and TBS was out of the question now that it had been trashed. Total biter magnet.

So yeah, maybe it was like fine wine. Who knew when either of them would see candy again? Real, manufactured, artificially flavored and dyed, sugar-laden candy. A world where kids would never eat candy again, once what was left was gone… …god-fucking-dammit.

Jenna thrust the bag out in front of her, arms straight. She gestured with it towards Lyric. “For you. And your siblings.” Jenna could tell her voice sounded strained, and it pissed her off. Don’t be such a punkass, Lane! It’s only candy! “It’s safe, the plastic’s still sealed. Here. I can toss it to you, if you’d rather not come closer.”

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Lyric was just very curious, trusting someone was harder after being on your own so long, everyone seemed to be a bit more of a threat. "S-Sorry, I didn't mean to be rude.." she bit at her lip, her hand playing with the knife on her waist, it was a subconscious thing she did, having the object in her hand simply made her feel a tiny bit safer.

Her eyes instantly moved to what Jenna was doing, her eyes lit up slightly at the sight of the packet, it really was a rare thing these days to see any form of candy or sweets, she hadn't actually had many sweets when younger, purely because her father hated the things in his house, but she remembered good things about them, her brothers always snuck her something or another. Melody did too, she remembered sleepovers with her sister and them staying up eating things their brothers got them.  

Lyric looked up confused as the bag was thrust towards her, "Y-You're giving them to me..?" she paused before speaking up again, "I... I don't even know where my siblings are...I don't need all of them.. I.. even one would be great, I know how rare things like this are now, you should keep the rest for yourself." she found herself giving a small smile regardless, she felt happy almost, over some silly bag of candy being offered to her by someone that was well a stranger.

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

[naomixemilyxdavies]

"Da. And net. Would I not of hurt you already?" She smiled at the young girl, reassuringly. "You are not stranger. You are someone’s baby sister, net? I have baby sister who is fifteen." She gave a small shrug. "You are someone’s Alexandra." She laughed light heartedly at the question. "Rebenok means ‘kid’ in Russian. My friend calls me ‘Kid,’ too. But it sounds better in my language, net?" She went over the names in her mind, shaking her head. "Net. I have not met them. But I know group of people who may have. It is where I found Alexandra. We will go tomorrow." She started walking towards the cabin. "Are you coming, Rebenok?"

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She thought about it for a moment before nodding, Alina seemed nice enough and if she had to trust someone, at least Alina seemed to want to help her. "Thank you." Lyric smiled before moving, without thinking she gave the older girl a hug before pulling back blushing slightly, "Sorry I just - Its been a long time since someone was nice to me. And you can call me that, it does sound better."  she nodded before moving to follow her, "I can hunt.. a bit, mostly I scavenge.. maybe I can help a little? I.. I want to do something to thank you."

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

[naomixemilyxdavies]

  Lyric’s words broke Alina’s heart - she had only just found her own sister, and this young girl was on her own. “I am Alina. My sister is Alexandra - we were separated over year. I just found her again, so I know what it is like, da?” Alina pulled a thing of jerky from her bag and walked over to Lyric slowly, holding it out. “Eat. You must have run a lot, net?” She pointed to a cabin in the distance. “Come. You need good rest.” She gave a warm smile to her. “You can stay with me and Alexandra, da? And Charlie - she is good friend.” She looked at the young girl curiously. “How old are you, Rebenok?” There was a small pause. “What is name of your sister and brother?” She didn’t know what kind of skills her siblings had, but if she found Alina, there wasn’t any way she’d deny Lyric hope of finding her own siblings.

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:Lyric was still a bit shaken up, but Alina's words registered, she had found her sister? It quickly returned her dwindling hope, if she could find her sister, maybe she could still find Cliff and Melody. She gave a small nod, smiling before taking the jerky, she was still hungry, having decided the need for water was more important than eating that morning. "Y-You want me to go with you?" she was still a little unsure, she had just met her. And she was a stranger still, "You won't hurt me right..? Sorry.. but, people aren't normally so nice to strangers..". She moved slowly, adjusting her small bag on her back as she finished off a piece of jerky, it wasn't much but it helped a bit. "What does Rebenok mean..? Did I say that right..?" she paused before answering the questions, "Sixteen, My brothers name is Cliff, my sister is Melody they are both older than me.".

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

[naomixemilyxdavies]

Alina moved so she was standing between the young girl and the lake. “You did not answer my question.” Keeping an eye on her, she reached into her bag, pulling a water bottle from it, holding it up, then tossing it to her. If she was infected, she wanted her nowhere near the water. Plus, it was easier to drink from a water bottle, and infected or not, she was still alive right now.

       ”You do not bother. Do you belong to group, Rebenok?” She studied the young woman, curious about a few things. “You run fast. It is surprising. What is your name?”

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Lyric looked back at the woman, clearly shaken up, it was rare her encounters with the living ended well. But as she caught the water bottle she looked a little surprised, quickly taking a drink before shaking her head again, finally murmuring a few words, she gave a tiny smile at the mention of her running fast, she knew she was fast, many people had told her that before. And it was honestly one of the things that had kept her alive.

"I'm Lyric - and no, I'm not infected." she paused before adding, "I'm on my own - I-I'm trying to find my brother and sister."

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Alina

[naomixemilyxdavies]

Alina was at the lake when she heard footsteps running her way, instantly making her pull her gun and one dagger. However, when she heard swearing, she knew it wasn’t much of a threat - that’s when she heard the Walkers. The young girl running thorugh sent Alina for a loop whens she realized she was running faster than normal young girls ran. “You bring them here?” She called out, annoyed at the woman, but it was mostly left over steam that shouldn’t of been directed at her, anyways. “Stay, da?” She took out her matching daggers, and started into the forest, seeing six right away, though another three weren’t far behind. It tok less than two minutes for Alina to clear them all away, which was helpful for both the anger and misdirected anger to the girl and to Charlie. She came out of the woods, kneeling as she stabbed the ground to clean her blades, looking up at her. “Are you bit or scratch?”

       She appeared unharmed, but not that she had Alexandra back, it made her more cautious about those things.

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Lyric headed right for the lake, if all else failed she could make a swim for it, but as she almost stumbled into someone she fell to the ground, startled and shaken slightly by the way the woman spoke to her, she now found herself worried more about the fact that a woman clearly good at fighting seemed pissed off with her. She shook slightly as she backed up from her when she came back out the woods, while a tiny bit impressed by her, she wasn't stupid and she knew if she ticked someone off it could end badly.

She shook her head at the question, staying quiet before muttering a faint, "Sorry I bothered you." Before going quiet again, her eyes darted back towards the water as she licked her lips, she had already been thirsty but now after running so much she needed it even more.

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Kira

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After waking up that morning, alone again, Kira had set out to find more firewood. She had been out most of the morning making trips back and forth between the woods and her cabin. She was lucky to have only run into a few stray walkers, taking them out quickly. Even after all the walkers she had taken out, it still shook her up when she killed them. They could have been someone’s mother or brother before they turned.

Finally she was on her last trip back to the cabin with the last armful of wood. Stepping up on the porch, her eyes darted to the movement heading her way. She dropped the logs instantly and pulled her bow off her shoulder loading an arrow, aiming it at the closest moving body. Realizing she was human, she sighed. Great, she thought, more people. Pulling the aim away from the girl, Kira scanned around, locking on the walkers behind her. “Get inside, kid.” She called out to her.

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While normally she would have attempted to just take out the walkers, she had been caught slightly off guard as she ran into a few too many walkers. Sure she had her gun but she was low on ammo - and the noise always attracted even more walkers. So going from a distance was out, and there were too many for her to attempt to use her knives, they required close distance and being up close to so many. Not a good idea.

So, she was forced to run. Cursing herself for even thinking this had been a good idea, even if she had needed water - it was a stupid idea because she was on her own. As she heard a voice she almost stumbled, surprised to hear someone calling out and looking in her direction, it took just a moment for the words to register, and despite her doubt of it being a good idea - she figured she could handle one person if she really needed to. Getting inside was a far better idea right now. So she listened, quickly ducking outside before dropping to the ground, her breathing in quick gasps as she tried to breath.

[lyric-duncan]

Searching II Lyric and Jenna

[jenna-lane-dck]

  She raised an eyebrow, in a familiar Oh, really? gesture copied straight from her mother. Jenna blinked slowly, clearing her face of the expression. Information was worth something these days. She’d hardly given the girl any more to go off of than that, herself.

Still, Jenna nodded— she didn’t really know what to say about Lyric’s missing family. “…Maybe leave ‘em messages? Carve your initials into a tree or something.” She didn’t have anybody of her own to even try and keep in contact with, let alone need to find, in the current social situation. Noise was too risky. Leaving an explicit location written down or directions was too risky. How the hell did anyone stay in a group these days? A code? You had to have that in advance.

Jenna frowned when she saw Lyric put her gun away, though. “You really shouldn’t do that, you know. You don’t know me.” It was an ominous way to put things, but it was true; Jenna would have grown increasingly edgy if the girl hadn’t taken her out of her sights, just from a self-preservation standpoint, but it felt eerie to see anyone, especially a kid, alone and willingly unarmed. She figured it was the kid element, but that meant it’d probably be unsettling seeing children and teenagers alone ever again, anyway.

She had to laugh, though, knowing her next question was going to sound like every creep her parents had ever warned her about before everything went south. “Sorry. Sorry, but, uh— are you hungry at all? I’m down to just candy, I’m afraid, but I swear to god, no windowless van or nothin’.”

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Lyric nodded just slightly, her bottom lip quickly tucking between her teeth, she had left little signs and messages in the past - but so far nothing had worked - sure she checked a few still even now. But her heart was slowly giving up hope of finding her siblings, she prayed they were ok still though. 

She tilted her head at the words, giving a small shrug, "I'm not unarmed though - I'm not stupid...you dont seem like much of a threat, but you could be, I know that." she went quiet again, moving slowly she still kept her eyes on the other girl, it was clear that she wanted to trust someone, but she did know better. People were tricky, it was the living that were honestly the most dangerous - walkers you could predict, people you couldn't.

At the question she raises her eyes, "You just warned me about putting my gun away - and now you're offering me candy?" it did sound a bit creepy but the offer of candy was amazing, she couldn't even remember the last time she had something sweet at all. Chocolate bars, skittles. anything really, sounded amazing.

[daryldixon-deadknockingrp-blog]

Daryl paid little attention to the walker letting it stumble closer, she was right about not wanting to eat walker left over it could bery easily spread the virus through the meat. He had never took that venture and tried but it was totally possible. He took his crossbow off his back and put a bolt in the already drawn cord, his actions were very nonchalant as he let it get into an effective range. After a moment he looked down the sight taking his aim.

Daryl pulled the trigger and the cord flew forward launching the bot through the air, it whistled as it traveled then made a disgusting noise when in made contact with the creatures head. The walker fell to the ground once more becoming a now dead undead thing. He pulled back the cord again, before heading towards the now lifeless walker on the ground and removed his bolt placing it in his quiver, before shouldering the weapon once again.

"That's it." He said with a quick turn of his head, "Damn near silent, hit ya before even knew it was comin'." It was obvious to him, why it was so effective and deadly.

[lyric-duncan]

Lyric watched his movements, she was instantly curious about the man, and his choice of weapon - sure she had seen a few people pass by with all kinds of weapons, but being close and not really terrified it will be used on her, she had a chance to really see up close what it was like and what it could do. As she watches she gives the tiniest smile, the silence it didn't break and the accuracy impressed her. He had been right about the effectiveness. But it was the fact that it was so silent that had her really impressed.

She stays silent for a moment longer before speaking up again, looking back towards him, "Where did you get it..?" she had to ask, maybe he had been given it, or maybe he had it before everything. Everyone had a story however, but she doubted he would have killed for it like some people had - he seemed rough but the questions he had asked her still rang in her mind. "Did someone teach you to use it?" she bit her lip to stop from asking more questions, she wanted to ask but the last thing she wanted was to piss someone off while they were armed.

[lyric-duncan]

Trapped II Lyric & Open

It was supposed to be just another run for supplies, she had found she was low on water which was something she just couldn't let run out. She could go a day or two with out anything really to eat, but water - not so much. You needed water more than anything in order to live. So after preparing herself she headed in the direction of water, keeping quiet - her guard up ready, she didn't want to need to use her gun -the last thing she needed was to run out of ammo, she was already far too low as it was. She would need to try and find more before it was too late. Instead she had her dagger out, her grip tight as she made her way past the woods. She rarely came out this way, knowing there were more people nearby kept her way for the most part.

Still she gave a small smile - at least until she heard the familiar sounds of walkers, and more than just one or two were making their way towards her. "Shit." she muttered before turning, making her way towards where she knew some cabins were, for a moment she thought about what she had been told the other day, and for a moment she regretted not taking the option of clearing out a few cabins and moving around. While it would make her more likely to run into living people, at least she wouldn't have to deal with the walkers as much.