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Lukas had to jump off the bridge, he didn’t have any other choice. There were walkers on both sides and there was no way he would be able to take them all out by himself. So he jumped and that’s how he found himself crawling out of the water back into land. “That went well.” He tried to reach the small town in look for supplies but he obviously failed miserably. “Well … hey there.” He said, looking up at the person standing in front of him.

wyatt did what she normally did and made a quick sweep of the surrounding area. although she was forced to reside at the sanctuary for the time being, she was still in charge of keeping the king safe, and that was not a task she was leaving in the hands of a savior. with her bat perched on her left shoulder, she caught the visual of someone ahead but couldn't tell if it were one of the undead or not. they were moving a lot faster than the dead usually did, but you could never be too sure. as she got closer and he spoke, a sigh of relief passed her lips. "state your business here."

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Addy Carver in Season 4

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Elizabeth couldn’t even bring herself to answer the question. Once she was out and past whoever had asked, she threw up, and spent the next few seconds coughing to bring herself back from whatever it was that ultimately swayed her into making a show out of herself. In normal circumstances, meaning, if civilization hadn’t come to this, she wouldn’t be embarrassed about acting like a goddamn human being. In that moment, it didn’t matter to her, no one deserved to die like that, except perhaps the man passing sentence himself. She allowed herself to sob, one hand pressed tightly to her chest, the other cleaning the tears still rolling down her face, both from the effort of letting everything out and the impression left by that man’s death. She hated this, and she hated not being able to put an end to it. Not if she had any hope of still finding those she loved, even after all this time. Once she felt she was recovered enough, she swallowed, still leaning a bit forward and with her hands supporting her arms on her knees.

“If that monster was trying to make us feel safe, I doubt he succeeded, Wyatt… ”

wyatt was to elizabeth's side in a matter of seconds, an arm carefully wrapped around her shoulders. wyatt knew that none of them wanted to show fear, because fear was exactly what negan wanted them to feel, but not even the toughest member of their kingdom could stomach what they had just witnessed. it was a mental image that would take several lifetimes to leave her. "i never felt safe here. even if this hadn't of happened i would never feel safe here. i don't like being a puppet on a string, especially by this psychopath. i'm afraid if we don't get out of here soon that we're gonna be next." her head came to rest against her shoulder while her other hand assured her that everything would be alright— at least in that moment.

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she wasn’t used to that type of violence. she had killed walkers and seen others kill humans. but she herself hadn’t taken that step yet. but if she had to she would. stepping outside she needed to get the smell out of her nostrils. to get the sound of his s c r e a m s outta her head. to say she would be sleeping tonight was a lie. tears brimmed her eyes, she didn’t want to be weak. she had to be a fighter. hearing a voice of a girl she had semi recognize. she sighed, trying to hide her sadness. “um, sorry. clearing my head.” she mumbled

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"you don't have to apologize to me. i don't own the grounds." wyatt didn't mean to come off as harsh, especially to someone who hadn't done anything to her, but her emotions were running wild at the moment and she had no idea how she was meant to process what she had just witnessed. "i just don't get it," wyatt started to speak, mainly to herself, but also to the other person who had come to join her. "i just don't get how you can easily throw someone into a pit of fire like that. regardless of what they had done— how do you kill so easily?

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wyatt stood outside the sanctuary near the fence where negan hung the dead, her gloved fingers locked around the chain link as she did her best to breathe in the cool night air. she found it hard to be inside after negan had tossed one of his men into the furnace, the stinch of burnt flesh still turning her stomach. she didn't like the saviors and she would put a bullet in any of them if she had to, but the idea of someone dying that violently still got to her. it only heightened the fear that all of them had knowing they could easily be the next one in line to meet that very same fate. she fought back tears but a few had managed to escape, and before she could allow herself that one moment of weakness it was interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind her. she quickly bundled her sleeve around her fist, wiping away any evidence of weakness from her face. "what do you want?" she asked whoever it was that now joined her outside.

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LEO

leonardo didn’t love much, but he did love the stars. in his head, he could map out every constellation dotted in the sky, each night he looked up and wondered if anything had changed that he couldn’t tell without his telescope back home, probably buried by now. all that he could do now was sit by the window with the best view, large eyes gazed upward, and he ran his finger in a slow circle through the condensation on the window. footsteps nearby alarmed him, and he wondered idly if it was one of them. the strangers. ‘ you shouldn’t sneak up on people, you know? ’ he spoke quietly, steadily. ‘ not in this day and age. ’

the longer that wyatt spent at the sanctuary the more anxious she become. she didn't feel safe there, and most importantly she didn't trust their gracious hosts. more often than not the young girl never slept, she spent most of her time wandering the halls of the sanctuary, making sure to keep an eye on her people who had put their lives in her hands back at the kingdom. protecting those who couldn't protect themselves had become a part of her, and it wasn't a part she was ready to put aside just because of their temporary residence. she saw a figure up ahead, but even from where she stood she couldn't recognize who it was. as she got closer and she saw what he was doing, his voice had managed to startle her, but of course she didn't flinch or show any sign of fear. "there isn't much that can get you in here," she replied. "afraid the only thing you have to fear is lucille."