clem not letting aj shoot lilly is the one option that i’ve debated on making official for my clem, and at this point i’ll just confirm it
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clem not letting aj shoot lilly is the one option that i’ve debated on making official for my clem, and at this point i’ll just confirm it
@gciltyascharged. i’m just fucking with you.
❝ ARE YOU? ❜ a lingering pause results from his previous statement, words rolling from the tip of your tongue with a grant concern. the grin on his features - pure, yet playfully malicious. brow arches at the silence following, giving you a facile opening to pursue your heed. ❝ i'm not fucking around, mitch. you better not be including aj into your blowing up science project without me knowing. i'll find you and blow you up myself if i find out you two are lying to me. ❜
apostascy:
𝐓𝐔𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 , you find your gaze torn from the landscape lying just outside the window to rest on the other once more . you watch her think , and for a moment you can picture a system , a set of gears and buttons and whatnot that make old world things work . she reminds you of the old world . somehow , all on her own . ❛ walls . . . ❜ you’re muttering to yourself , brows drawing together to form a crease right between them ( mom always said you’d get a wrinkle there , from thinking too hard ) . attention turned again to peer through the glass , you run a fingertip along the string of your bow , ❛ so we’ll keep going until something looks familiar , i guess . we were going west . ❜
head tilts back, eyes scrutinizing the bow revered in the grip of his hands. an observation: it's way better than yours. from the way he benefits in fights with it, you've got an idea that it must be more easier to handle also. ( or perhaps he's just a better shot than you? ) gazes exchange for a terse bit there, right before your attention turns to the only form of ray occupying this room // coming through the damaged, busted down window. you're back to your old roots, calling the shots with no proper plan. that'll get you killed, clementine. you repeat in your head, perhaps to gain back control over how this might end if you keep the act up and won't start thinking smart. ❝ going west seems to be the right call. we should scoop around more even if we're sure. find more clues. ❜
do not fuck with me.
@hamsaworn. oh… you got something on your shoe.
the grip on your vast knife tightens, one last slash through the infected's head as the screeching it leaves behind its long lethargic soul slowly dies out, your own teeth gritting from the heavy corpse collapsing onto you, before you push it to your side with a reticent grunt. nectar hues turn to dina, a nod to assure and consider this a job done: hopefully it was the last one to surprise you in this section. ❝ that was a close call. ❜ you husk out, unhurried, til you're alarmed of the detached leftover of a hand residing on your shoe. appalled features guide their way in on your face, as you shake it off your boot. ❝ OH... thanks for that. ❜
one of the canon things i’ve changed regarding clem’s story is that she gets aj’s name tattooed regardless of what path she takes. i’d like to imagine that she got it done for the short period of time she was at the new frontier, or sometime during her stay at wellington. she probably drew his name on, one of the members saw it and offered to make it official for her.
apostascy.
❛ 𝐂𝐋𝐈𝐂𝐊𝐄𝐑𝐒 . 𝐑𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 . ❜ it’s so different , being outside of the island . among your peers , all the demons were just that — demons . it was still taking time to remember the names the others used for them . you are careful , quiet , as you pull your bow off your back and notch an arrow against the string . JUST IN CASE . ❛ i don’t remember , ❜ the answer leaves flatly , footsteps light carrying you to the nearest window , ❛ what are we looking for again ?? anything big near it ?? landmarks , i mean . ❜
the tip of your thumb brushes against your upper lip, the unmotorised motion you find yourself doing while you fall into clouds of disarranged thoughts. you've gotta think, clementine. you might not have the influence of the map in your presence, but it hasn’t quite left your memory, right? an opening for a session: concentrate and recall. ❝ LANDMARKS… it shouldn’t be an open area, there’s like… walls all around the whole thing. ❜ brows shrug at lack of observation: benefit of the doubt to yourself, you haven’t been there since it got overflowed with infected. ❝ i’m sorry i can’t give you more. i swear i’ll know we’re there when i see the glass building with a big message on it. IT SHOULDN’T BE HARD TO MISS. ❜
apostascy.
❛ 𝐈 𝐆𝐎𝐓 𝐈𝐓 . ❜ this was familiar . not exactly the same , but similar enough . lev’s gaze darts around — a pipe , a couple beams — fast and light enough , it’s no problem . one , two , three steps back , eyes flick to the side . it was hard to be distrustful here . there’s no smile , but he presses his lips together tightly , hoping he comes off reassuring , or confident , or any of the things he’s attempting to portray .
then he goes for it , careful and quick . it only takes four bounds for lev to reach the other side , safe and sound . not bothering to look back , the boy moves to crawl under the debris that separates him from the room opposite the rotting wall . there’s a pause — watch out for demons — before swiftly he makes his way across the small room .
with a click and a creak , the door that had previously kept them from safely connecting with the next area was no longer a problem . ❛ see ?? piece of cake , ❜ he’d learned that one from abby . the joke , or whatever it was supposed to be , still didn’t make sense to him , but she’d assured him that wasn’t the point , ❛ where do we go now ?? ❜
your nectar eyes drift over the boy, as they observe his steady approach to your side. your features shift from a concentrated look to more of a relieved one, when you see him catch up to you, brows soon arching over the freshly tossed question. ❝ UHH, well we lost the map when we were fighting off those clickers. ❜ you revive from the back of your supressed thoughts that you left behind during the fight, head tilting to the side as you firm yourself, and the weapon grasped in your hand. ❝ can’t be that far from here, can it? ❜ your improbable speculation hits midst silence: you’re not expecting a clear answer, as you’re asking yourself too.
time to destroy my life again and replay twdg's last season......
Louis: Oh, no. I am not involved.<..> I like you Clem, but I… Not me. I’m sorry. You’re, uh, on your own. Sorry.