Spencer Flynn

Spencer Flynn. Twenty-Seven. Outlander. Survivor. Badass. They cry in the dark, so you can't see their tears. They hide in the light, so you can't see their fears. Forgive and forget, all the while Love and pain become one and the same In the eyes of a wounded child

[loganlance]

“I still don’t think that’s luck,” Logan shrugged. It was hard to believe in such a concept when the memories of watching his best friend die are still so fresh in his mind, like they had happened a mere day ago. “There’s no point in trying to figure out why some people are still alive and why some aren’t. Trust me, I’ve tried – and it has nothing to do with luck.”

[spencerflynn]

“Then what do you think it is if there’s people still roaming around recklessly? Hm?” She pointed out. It really peeved her that it was the ones who didn’t deserved it that had died much too early. “It’s infuriating.” She was a cop. She was supposed to protect and she hadn’t done any of that.

[cassidyowcn-blog]

Cassidy laughed softly and shook her head, “I know I should be more careful and aware of what’s going on around me, but sometimes I can’t help it.” And playing music required all of her attention. “Oh uhm… thank you! I learned when I was younger – for a stupid reason, really, but it kept me occupied and focused.”

[spencerflynn]

“If I was a dead walker, I think I’d be a lot louder than I was just now. Not to mention, I wouldn’t knock - I’d just crash riiight through.” She went over and held down a note, “Well, it didn’t go to waste though. It’s pretty awesome that you can play. I’ve always wished I could, but” she shrugged, “No talent.”

[clarkecohen-blog]

“It means I’m eighteen years old and I’m still not trusted to stay alive so all I can do is stand in the background and throw things at the dead fuckers,” Clarke shrugged. At least she was doing something, she had reasoned. “Not really, but kind of? I used to live in Gainesville.”

[spencerflynn]

“Would there be a reason to why you’re still not trusted even if you’re 18? I’ve seen many 18 year olds do more than just throw things in the back. I wouldn’t say most of them are smart about it, but they do go to the front lines.” She nodded, “How’d you end up all the way here?”

[clarkecohen-blog]

“It could be efficient if you were someone like Kobe Bryant. He’d just chuck the damn thing and it’d whack the dead fuckers on the nose every time.” Clarke shrugged. In all honesty, she didn’t really do much. She was mostly told to stay behind or stay hidden when it came to fighting those things, though she did have a bit of a rough and tumble when she was with Asher. “I’ve… dabbled.”

[spencerflynn]

“You’ve dabbled? What is that supposed to mean? That you’ve sorta tapped your gun or whatever at them but not quite? I don’t think that’s enough strength to actually kill one of these things.” She pursed her lips at the thought, “So you from around here?”

[cassidyowcn-blog]

Cassidy jumped as a voice that wasn’t her own caught her attention. She quickly sprung from the piano bench and turned to face the newcomer, the hairs on the back of her neck and arms standing on edge as if she were an animal trapped and cornered. “I uh – I didn’t hear you come in. Sorry for uh — sorry.”

[spencerflynn]

“No. no. Sorry, I didn’t want to interrupt at first, but then I realize that you might freak out more if you just saw me after. Not that this is any better, is it.” She laughed softly, “You’re pretty good at it, the whole piano playing thing.”

[mattiexcrossman-deactivated2017]

For once, he didn’t have to bury the body. A sigh of relief came from his mouth before he responded to her. “It’s fine if we leave it here, I don’t care, honestly.” Before he did anything else, like scavenging this place before he left he wanted to know one thing about her. “Do you belong to a group somewhere?”

[spencerflynn]

“Fine by me.” She shrugged, pretending that this didn’t faze her. She was supposed to adapt. She had been in gun fights and stumbled upon murder scenes. Things like this shouldn’t bother her. Turning to the man, Spencer shook her head, “Nope. I work on my own. You?”

[clarkecohen-blog]

Clarke watched the older female for a moment or two before deciding that she could benefit from her two cents worth. “You know,” she began, unfolding her legs from where she was sat, “you could always throw your ammo away and use it as a thing to whack things. You know, like…” she imitated using a gun as a baton, miming herself battering an undead’s head in. “Who knows, it might benefit you. And! As a result you’d get rock hard biceps, who doesn’t want that?”

[spencerflynn]

“That’s not really all that efficient if we’re talking long range. I can’t exactly throw my gun at them either because I’d be defenseless afterwards.” She perked a brow, “Is that what you do?” Spencer wasn’t so concerned about whether she’ll gain muscle - with the workout the zombies had given her, she doubt her toned body had disappeared. 

[loganlance]

Logan was halfway through cleaning his rifle when his consciousness had slipped. He had no idea how long he had been out for, but, before he knew it he was being awakened by the voice of another. His hand gripped the weapon just in case he would need it, though, once the fog of his half asleep eyes lifted, he saw that it was only Spencer. “Luck doesn’t exist,” he couldn’t help but mumble as he withheld a yawn.

[spencerflynn]

“Sure it does, there’s idiots out there surviving this mess no matter how reckless their actions are.” She was still bitter at her lack of ammunition. Sometimes being an Outlander sucked because she had to search for resources herself but after losing her team, Spencer wasn’t sure she could handle grouping up again. 

[cassidyowcn-blog]

“— And I will call upon Your name, and keep my eyes above the waves. When oceans rise, my soul will rest in Your embrace, for I am Yours and You are mine.”

As Cassidy continued to play it was like she was back in school, hiding in the music department during lunch in a bid to avoid those she was friends with. It wasn’t that they were bad people that she didn’t like to be around, it was just that she never truly fitted in with their lives or their conversation, so she always found a way to excuse herself to save face. Of course, it generally led to lonely lunch times and frustrated hours spent leaning over the piano as she learned new song after new song to occupy herself.

[spencerflynn]

Spencer wasn’t an avid radio listener before the apocalypse so she had no idea what the woman was singing; she only knew that it sounded good. Although that wasn’t much of a compliment either since the cop was pretty much tone deaf - couldn’t hold a note to save her life. “That sounds really good.” She finally interrupted as she walked into the room. “Sorry, I figured it’d be less creepy to know that I wasn’t just standing there the whole time.”

[bxyhxrper]

“We’re having fun, you should try it one day.” The girl said as she looked to the woman before taking her shirt off of the other and pulling it back on.

[spencerflynn]

“I’ve had my fair share, but I like to keep my shirt on for the public.”

[mattiexcrossman-deactivated2017]

“It’s definitely scary what can be done to ya later on. I’d rather not study that, but I could bet it’s certainly interesting to people who study it, or maybe that’s just a guess,” he shrugged again, uncrossing his arms to put his hands in his front pockets on his hoodie. “It’s fine, it’s not necessary to bury the body, according to me,”-he answered-“unless you want to bury him.”

[spencerflynn]

“Scientists would be so over this if they could contain this somehow without losing a life.” She look over to the man and gave him a light shrug, “I don’t care. Dead’s dead. If we were to bury everyone, that’s just almost impossible if you think about it. The whole earth would be a graveyard by now.”

[jaydenwalkerrp-deactivated20160]

“Cop?” She said. “I can see that.” She said. “You weren’t even scared to walk in here.” She noted. “I figured you were some kind of badass before all of this.” She laughed softly.

[spencerflynn]

“Badass? I don’t know. I think I’m just used to taking precautions before storming a place and there wasn’t anything around the perimeters.”

[spencerflynn]

“Fuck...” She mumbled as she leaned back against a tree, sliding down to sit on the ground. Spencer had been all over the place all morning and in the Texan summer heat - it was taking a toll on her. She was sweating buckets and she could barely feel her legs. Rookie mistake for not pacing herself better and now if anything was to come out at her, she wasn't sure if her reflexes would be quick enough. Checking her ammo, Spencer cursed to herself - she was low on that too. “Just my luck.”

[bxyhxrper]

“alright, dare completed….– now give me my shirt.” the girl said with a laugh as she covered herself.

[spencerflynn]

“What are you kids doing?” She snorted as she happened to walk by. Someone was sure making the best out of it for them to be playing Truth or Dare from the looks of it. 

[noahtudor]

Noah rubbed the bridge of his nose before looking back up, standing there in nothing but his boxers, about to hit the hay. “It´s getting kinda late though..” he mumbled, and watched the other still walking around the room.

[spencerflynn]

“Don’t complain, it’s not like I want to be here either.” She had accidentally sprained her ankle and the person who found her had decided to take her to Sanctuary. Now she was just lurking around the camp to find something to do until she could walk properly. Turning around, she limped slowly towards the door, “But fine, I’m out since you insisted.”

[cassidyowcn-blog]

Cassidy’s fingers ghosted the worn down piano keys as she tried to recall any songs that she had once been able to play after having not played for several years. Slowly but surely, her fingers began to press down keys until she found the ones she was searching for, eventually making a melodic sound that she once cherished and loved. Soon enough, she was muttering the lyrics under her breath as she did so, allowing the song to capture her in the moment.

“You call me out upon the waters, the great unknown where feet may fail. And there I find You in the mystery. In oceans deep my faith will stand…”

[spencerflynn]

How long had it been since she had heard music? Spencer actually missed the trash that used to play on the radio sometimes because it helped fill the silence. Now? if it weren’t zombies groaning, it was complete silence. So to suddenly hear a piano around was surprising. The former cop walked around, trying to locate where it was coming from and eventually found it - with someone standing there playing it of course. Not wanting to ruin the moment, she stood there and watched.

[mattiexcrossman-deactivated2017]

Mattie guessed she had something to do with law enforcement by the way she examined the face. He couldn’t help but peer over at the ID as she made the jaw connection. “It’s hard to believe that was what he looked like. They look absolutely nothing alike. Guess he’s been through some tough shit,” he added with a light hearted laugh. Not that it mattered anyways, anyone who’s out here and living had to deal with one thing or another.

[spencerflynn]

“It’s almost terrifying to think that whatever it is that infected him made him to look like that. The deteriorating would be such a fun thing to study for the lab people if it wasn’t killing majority of the population right now.” Getting up, she sighed and tucked the stranger’s id into her back pocket. As she traveled, she had recall someone telling her that everyone deserved to be remember and since she was the one who shot him, Spencer would be the one to remember him. “I suppose you won’t object to us leaving his corpse here?” She knew there were people who wanted to bury everyone but Spencer wasn’t one of them.