William Nielson

you were born to be a peasant, not a king.

[henmorrison-blog]

Henry shot Nora a glance at her comment as he walks, his mouth a hard line. His shoulders tensed, nearly in sync with the man’s behind him. The statement was a little uncalled for, he thought, and he nearly hissed 'This time,' back at her—as if the next time he saw William, that wouldn't be the case. But with the councilman standing behind him, he didn't dare insinuate such things.

Stopped by the hand on his shirt, he stumbled back, reflexively throwing his elbow back to hit whoever grabbed him. It was purely on reflex, he was already feeling cornered and trapped and he nearly regretted it instantly. He shrugged away from William after he struck the other, grumbling for him not to touch him.

"No actually, I think you two would get along really well alone," He snapped as he readjusted the collar of his shirt. He looked to Nora, "Sure, whatever. Just don’t be a pain in my ass, I have enough to worry about on the wall."

[noracrawfordx]

Nora avoided Henry’s gaze, knowing it was a hard blow but enjoying it a bit nonetheless. She couldn’t help but grin when she saw Henry’s elbow hit Will. He deserved everything he would get, Nora was sure of that. “Yeah, well. Willie over here and I always enjoy our alone time, don’t we? Maybe this time you can give me a black eye or break another rib. It’s like roulette. I just never know what I’m going to roll.” She rolled her eyes, looking over at Henry, “And excuse you. I won’t be a pain in the ass. I’m never a pain in the ass. You know you need me. So just admit it.”

[notwillienelson-blog]

The (not entirely) unexpected elbow to the face caused Will to stumble back a few paces, and he almost responded to it by raising a hand and hitting Henry back just as hard.

Almost.

Instead, he brought his fingers up to his nose, sniffed, frowned when he saw blood and wiped his hand on his jeans. He was about to snap at Henry when he heard Nora's reply, and instead Will turned to face her. He was glaring, gritting his teeth, clenching his fist.

How dare she? How fucking...? "Because I've assaulted you so many times." Will sneered and took a step toward Nora. His hand hovered a few inches away from her, and it wanted to hit her. Or slam her against a wall. Or throw her. But not here - not now, not when he actually needed her. Not in front of Henry.

Will grunted instead. He lowered his hand. "Just leave."

[henmorrison-blog]

Henry paused for a moment when he saw Nora, suddenly feeling a bit trapped. He heard William’s footsteps behind him and a sudden nervousness came over him. “Leaving,” the guard grumbled a bark, before quickening his pace, going to walk past Nora.

[noracrawfordx]

Nora looked between Henry and William, wondering slightly to herself what exactly they were doing. It didn’t look like any other council members were in their offices. She quickly shook this off, she needed to trust Henry. They needed each other. It didn’t mean that she wasn’t about to get out all of her frustrations at the situations at this very moment. “Well, it’s nice to see that you two at least kept your clothes on this time.” She rolled her eyes, pretending to be annoyed with the situation but she needed to put on her best acting chops at this point. She knew Will was a bit skeptical of her intentions. 

"Anyway," She rolled her eyes, pretending to ignoring Henry as he excused himself. "When the hell were you going to tell me that a herd is headed our way? I didn’t know until I was stopped from leaving at the gate. How the hell am I going to do my job if you don’t keep me fucking updated. I may have had a hunter out there." She turned around as Henry walked away, "And you!" She yelled at his back, "You better be sure that I’ll be working the wall when the herd comes in."

[notwillienelson-blog]

William had never wanted to punch someone harder in his life.

Every muscle in his body tensed. He clenched his fists, pulled back his shoulders. He had to fight to keep from baring his teeth as he walked over to the two of them, and when Henry looked like he was about to leave William snatched the back of his shirt and pulled him back. "You really don't want to leave me alone with her, Henry. And you." William turned to point at Nora.

No words came out, only a growl as he moved his hand up and down, clenched his fist, his teeth.

And he had been having such a good day...

[henmorrison-blog]

Perhaps he could give Noah a try, if he was desperate enough, but Henry thought the kid too malleable. He’d probably run straight to Will for advice anyway. “Just keep an out of for him,” Henry huffed as he put his hand in his jacket’s pockets. His blue eyes shot towards Will as the councilman complained about favourites and Henry rolled his eyes as he started walking towards the courthouse’s foyer to leave. “A—yuh, sorry I don’t trust you,” He grumbled sarcastically, nearly under his breath, as he paced by,

[noracrawfordx]

Nora had heard about the herd heading to the wall from someone else. Of course, in typical Nora fashion. She headed straight to the council building, walking in uninvited as she stomped up the stairs to the offices. “William!” She yelled obnoxiously. “William! I have to talk to you!” As she headed down the hall, she saw Henry and raised an eyebrow. A bit caught off guard that Henry would be here of all places. Knowing William was most likely around, she narrowed her gaze as Henry approached her. “What the hell are you doing here?”

[notwillienelson-blog]

Will was in the middle of rolling his eyes when he heard that familiar screech. And he sighed. And growled. And gritted his teeth as his eyes shot down the hall to watch Nora storming in. Great. Great. He shook his head and stuffed his hands into his pockets, started walking toward the doors.

This would be interesting.

[henmorrison-blog]

Henry looked over his shoulder to Will for a second. Nah, there was no way he was telling William before he told Nick. He trust the latter far more with the information. “I need to talk with Nick,” He replied cooly, sighing as he paced back through the hall, walking past William and all the way to the end before turning around. “If you see him, can you send him to the perimeter?”

[notwillienelson-blog]

"Henry, I haven't seen him all day. I don't know when he's coming back. I don't even know where he is." Will huffed and clenched his teeth before he could say anything else. Calm. Calm. He shook his head. "If I see him, I'll send him, but I really have to say that now isn't the time to play favorites."

[henmorrison-blog]

He bit his lip as he shook the door in annoyance, sighing when he heard Will call to him. He looked at the man, sucking his teeth and letting go of the door handle, “Have you seen Nick around?” He asked quickly, pacing forward to scope out a distant hallway. 

[notwillienelson-blog]

As Henry started to pace, Will finally stood up and walked outside his office. He leaned in the door, crossed his arms. "No, I haven't seen him all day." When William shook his head, he looked down at the ground. No snide comments. No stirring things up. Not now. He bit his cheek and looked back at Henry. "What do you need?"

[henmorrison-blog]

Briskly walking towards Nick’s office, Henry passed a nervous glance throughout the courthouse. He silently swore when he passed William’s office, catching the man in it. Quickly, he approached and knocked on Nick’s office door, with no reply. A locked door after he wiggled the handle. “God damn it…” he grumbled, desperately looking around.

[notwillienelson-blog]

Will hadn't even intended on pestering Henry today. The impending attack from he didn't even want to know how many walkers was enough to keep him busy, enough to keep Henry busy - and even Will wasn't about to sacrifice the entire outpost just to get a rise out of someone. When Henry passed his office, tho...

Well, Will could stop sharpening his knife long enough to see what was going on.

He took his feet down and sat up, hands folded and resting on his desk. "Do you need something, Henry?"

[princessoftheoutpost-blog]

Perfect. -grins over at him as they head towards the kitchen- We actually just butchered a chicken yesterday. So we have fresh meat and everything. It shouldn’t be too hard. We don’t have any buttermilk but I can make do.

[notwillienelson-blog]

[Will raised his eyebrows as he reluctantly followed Daphne to the kitchen. He nodded at her commentary, stuck his hands in his pockets. This was going to be. Interesting.] I'm sure whatever you make will be just fine. After all, you're the one that found me coffee after three years.

[firefightingghost-deactivated20]

I would say that’s to bad, but learning how to feed yourself is never a bad thing, right? I had to learn after a while. She laughs with him. Definitely should be careful if you ever do.

[notwillienelson-blog]

I'd say it worked out alright. [He smiled.] I definitely will. Then again, right now I'm just hoping for a world where ice cream is an option.

[henmorrison-blog]

Hello?

[henmorrison-blog]

Excuse me? /He scoffs, feeling a headache swelling in the back of his neck,/ This— /His hand motions towards Will,/ psuedo-pleasant act isn’t professional, Will. It’s actually really transparent,

/

He steps closer to the man, jaw twitching as it clenched,/ —You’re just taunting me, you’re practically coming around and begging me to be a fucking dick to you—like you get off on it. Especially after you go and— /He sneers, breaking eye contact to roll his eyes and quickly cutting himself off./ You want professional, leave me alone outside of the courthouse. Otherwise, don’t come to me acting like I’m the one instigating shit.

[notwillienelson-blog]

After I go and what? [Will almost growled, jaw clenched as he watched Henry break away.] I didn't throw myself on your fucking floor, Henry - you did that all by yourself. [He gritted his teeth, and after a defeated huff Will turned to walk away. Fine.]

[firefightingghost-deactivated20]

Ah, understandable. She nods, with a smile. It’s not only found in mexican restaurants though. I can’t say I have much experience with it in restaurants though. My grandma, she, uh, she used to make the best fried ice cream. She tried teaching me, but I never could get it right. I’ve got a couple of oil burns to prove it.

[notwillienelson-blog]

Ahhh - my mother was never really the cooking type. Usually if I wanted to eat I had to make it myself. [He huffed a laugh.] Oil burn? Maybe it's for the best I didn't learn how to make it, then.

[oldmanschwartz-deactivated20140]

Reiner nodded. "Yes it is." The man chirped, snapping the bolt on the gun with a loud snapping click as he looked over his fully assembled weapon. "You like it?" Reiner flashed a smirk at William, arching an eyebrow playfully.

[notwillienelson-blog]

Will scrunched his brows, but nodded all the same. "It's been a while since we've seen any more functional weapons." He paused for a moment, established he wasn't going anywhere for a while, and finally pulled up a chair to sit down next to Reiner. While he was here, he might as well act friendly. "It's nice."

[henmorrison-blog]

Hello?

[henmorrison-blog]

Unnecessarily? /His lip twitched, indistinguishably attempting to smile or scowl,/ Surely your head isn’t that far up your ass.

[notwillienelson-blog]

Henry, I'm just trying to be professional. You don't need to throw a fit.

[henmorrison-blog]

Hello?

[henmorrison-blog]

'Let's,' /He repeats with a small scoff,/ I would rather investigate unarmed than in your company.

[notwillienelson-blog]

[William frowned, shoulders slumped. He hadn't honestly expected Henry to want him to help, but his hostility was still aggravating.] You are unnecessarily unpleasant.

[oldmanschwartz-deactivated20140]

Reiner glanced up at William as his hands continued to work the weapon, slowly assembling it into the deadly tool it was. “You felt the need to introduce yourself because I look older then most of the civilians wandering about?” Reiner chuckled, smiling crookedly as he look down at his weapon. “And here I thought I looked young….”

[notwillienelson-blog]

"I felt the need to introduce myself because I was beginning to think it was impossible to live past the age of thirty-five." He laughed. "Yes." As Reiner continued to work, Will glanced back to the gun. Still intrigued, he nodded to it. "Yours?"

[princessoftheoutpost-blog]

Okay, cool! I mean, no problem. Want to come to the kitchens then? Or I can deliver it to your office. I know you’re busy and everything.

[notwillienelson-blog]

[Will paused to think on this. Neither, really. Neither sounded good. But if he had to choose between the two...] I think I can afford a few minutes. [He smiled.] Lead the way.

[oldmanschwartz-deactivated20140]

Reiner offered Will a tooth baring smile, his gold tooth flashing at the sharp faced man as Reiner chuckled. “I seem to be gathering some curiosity about the settlement.” Reiner mused, thinking back to how Henry spoke to him about hearing who he was through rumors. It also seemed the second people learned he was new their curiosity quipped. “No need to apologize, William!” Reiner scoffed, waving a hand as he sat back down to start reassembling his rifle with expert ease. “You shouldn’t have to go out of your way to introduce yourself to and old dog like me.”

[notwillienelson-blog]

William shook his head and laughed, hand returning to his pocket as the both of them leaned back. "That is exactly why I should go out of my way to introduce myself." He smiled. "Everyone in our settlement is so young I was starting to fear that I wouldn't make it past my next birthday."

[henmorrison-blog]

Hello?

[henmorrison-blog]

/He sighs, a bittersweet shift in conversation. Luckily switched off of him but still bitter, since it was still conversation./ A scream, I’m sure of it. 

I… have no idea from where or who, ‘though.

[notwillienelson-blog]

Well, I suppose let's go find out. [Will smiled despite himself - half-hearted, but still a smile, fingers brushing over the knife he kept on his belt loop as he stuck his hands in his pockets.]