“on a long enough timeline the survival rate for everyone drops to zero. everything dies. that doesn’t matter. it’s how you choose to - l i v e - that makes the difference.”
a quick counter to the espousing of doom and gloom. for while it was easy to fall into the melancholy of this existence - there had to be some inspiration, some hope, some kind of fucking fight left in every goddamn persons bones to keep on going from day to day. and if that fight needed a little fuel to the fire, a little air breathed back into the flame as a reminder that they were – still fucking here – then gabriel was happy to provide said - spark.
“law does exist. anyone oversteps the line, and watch if i don’t become judge and jury.”
the words aren’t a threat. they hold that same steady tone, a clip of accent to each word. but he does believe that. the peace and relative safety of the group relied on just that. knowing that the people there wouldn’t slit your throat in your sleep to steal a shiny trinket they liked the look of… or help themselves to ammo or a gun… or just for the sheer hell of it. sure, some of them were still granted the hard gaze from gabriel, not entirely convincing him of their… cooperative nature. but it had worked… up till now.
“morality, honesty, loyalty… they’re not extinct concepts. just because the world ended doesn’t mean we have to – devolve. we aren’t the same as the beasts out there. you want true lawlessness - take a stroll into the wasteland.”
the truck rode the hard ground with ease, rolling over potholes, gabriel manoeuvring carefully to avoid the worst, and any scattered debris in their way. however - where his previous words had been conversational… there’s a sharper set to his jaw… a harder edge to those steel blue eyes as they kept track of their location. seemingly finally satisfied with their distance and rolling the vehicle to a halt. and before he retrieves his weapons and exits, there is a half turn, making sure he can look the other in the eye…
“’logic’ doesn’t know shit. not in this instance, and neither do you. so feel free to question my decisions. go right on ahead and question my choices. but don’t ever question my motives.”
“We live well enough, considering how fast that scale tipped from our favour.”
Which as something Bambi truly believed. Everything happened so suddenly, nobody expected the world to go to shit, let alone for it to happen so quickly. They all did the best with what they had and the hand they were dealt, they were still doing that now. Living was never going to be how it was, but they made do and Bambi tried to enjoy the little things, but usually for him, that was cleaning a carburettor or fine tuning a radio. He definitely liked that buzz, even if there was no signal from anyone or anything.
“Our reasons and actions are different now. I’m not ashamed to say I’d kill for a meal if I needed to now. Before I don’t think I ever contemplated harming someone, but things change, and I would hope if you do become judge and jury, your sentences reflect the situation as it is now.”
Though he was glad someone still held true to the morals and rules of the world they used to have, he wasn’t 100% sure they could be applied anymore. It made him feel like a bad person, but it was only human nature to adapt.
There was always going to be those people that would stab first and ask questions later, band people like Gabriel were there to stop that happening, but Bambi, he wasn’t sure where he would stand on the matter. He might sit on the fence and watch the fireworks, or jump down to Gabriels aid. Maybe he’d have to be in the situation before deciding. But then, machines and technology didn’t steal or lie, it was why he preferred to be around them to being around other people.
Bambi gets out after the other man, rounding the vehicle and watching their surroundings for danger. He’d noticed a more quiet tone in the car, and he knew sometimes he could rub people up the wrong way if they sensed a lack of emotion, but he had never been one to get too attached and he’d adapted to this post-apocalyptic world by developing that skill.
“I wasn’t, just giving an opinion.”
He replied honestly and gave a small shrug. He hoped he hadn’t pissed off the older man, as it wasn’t his intention, but he was stating what he saw, and potentially, how he would feel himself should a shadow of the old world fall upon him.
“And I didn’t mean any offence, I don’t know what your relationship is to these people or this person you know, but if they’re from your past… Well if they were from mine, I think it would be hard to get past that.”
He followed Gabriel at a short distance, enough to talk quietly and have his back if it was required, but also give a different vantage point.
“I suppose as much as I’d like to say I’m detached, you guys are family, and I’m not good with sharing with people I don’t trust.”
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