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[careol]

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               the   dust   has   settled,   the   enemy   is   no   more.      at   least   not   the   living   enemy.      negan   sits   in   a   cell,   left   to   rot   for   his   crimes   while   his   victims   can   finally   breathe.      well,   most   of   them…      there   is   a   tension   that   lingers   between   alexandria   and   hilltop.      carol   can   see   both   sides,   but   ultimately   if   they   want   to   rebuild   and   be   better   than   their   attackers?      mercy   is   the   way   to   go.      icy   hues   follow   the   others,   watching   as   they   haul   supplies   from   the   wagons   to   the   bridge.      or   what   used   to   be   a   bridge   would   be   more   accurate.      a   plan   designed   by   rick   to   bring   the   communities   together.      it   was   a   good   plan   in   her   eyes,   and   given   how   everyone   had   showed   today?      they   believed   it   to   be   one   too.      tongue   clicks   as   she   tries   to   settle   the   restless   horses   when   a   presence   is   felt   behind   her.      craning   head   to   the   side,   the   co-leader   of   hilltop   is   revealed,   and   a   smile   blooms   upon   her   features.      ❝   it’s   nice   to   see   everyone   together,   isn’t   it?   ❞

[pyreshe]

@c0mpss - “ pfft — me? spiderman , no way man. “ glenn can’t lie ( marvel verse )

livvy blinks up at him, face a perfect declaration of ' you aren't serious? '. she knows that he doesnt think of her as being dumb, so why on earth would he think the tissue-paper thin excuses he's provided be enough to sate her? the evidence has compounded and compounded, and if she didn't have a book report due, she'd happily assemble a powerpoint about why she knows he's spiderman and present it to him.

instead, her head tilts, and she informs " glenn. i saw the suit in your backpack. it's, like, so red and hard to miss. "

[pyreshe]

@c0mpss - “ you’re family — me and maggies. “ hugs dotter

sometimes livvy wonders what would have become of her if glenn and maggie had never met her. if they'd made another turn at some point and cut across another backyard away from her tree house. she'd likened herself to a princess in a high tower, shut away for safety and having made peace with that reality. they never say, however, that the tower gets lonely. that after a while it feels like a prison, that the loneliness starts to suffocate.

they'd saved her from that, and she doesn't have to wonder.

glenn is warm and he curves around her when they hug, solid, protective, loving in a way she hasn't experienced since her father was alive. words are still hard for her and writing is only so good at conveying what she means. she'd like to tell him and maggie about what things were like in the before someday, but more importantly, she'd like to talk of the future and the hope she has for it for the first time in a long time.

" love you. " she says so very softly.

[pyreshe]

" it's not safe here. come with us - " he holds out his hand to her. - @c0mpss

livvy blinks at the man as though he's decided to grow a second head, her own head tipping ever so slightly to the side in an expression that's nearly confusion but most definitely suspicious. her tree house looks more like a kid's experiments into doomsday preparation, and in a lot of ways that's not even far off. she's got stacks of neatly organized cans lining the shelves, boxes of soda cans and water bottles she's borrowed from neighbors who'd deserted the area when things started to get bad. she's been careful to ration all of it, but had kindly spared canned soup for the man, glenn, he'd said, and the woman who came with him, maggie.

she opens her mouth as though to say something, she hasn't spoken aloud in a very long time, before the world ended, even, but no sound escapes her and she closes it again. she reaches for the notebook she used to tell them her name and writes, " are you sure it's safe there? "

[saviourrot]

@c0mpss​  :         ❝       we're under attack.      ❞      ✧ 

                   along his journey across country ,      he's ran into trouble more than he'd like . locating his brother and getting a kid where she needed to go proved to be a headache , of which , he had a difficult time with getting rid of . ;; ─────── hilltop was a place he'd been to often during his many smuggling rounds . they had been nice enough people to let him crash for a few hours or so ───── and had hoped it would be the same this time around .

                                       it was an ambush .      one that he's seen many times before with thriving communities such as this one , and with raiders such as those outside the grounds . ❝ you don't seem all that surprised . happen often ? ❞ joel is quick to fall behind an old metal shed , pulling out a weapon in tow ( one with hopefully enough ammo to last him through this and then some ) .