"You're bleeding."
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β΅ "ain't the first time," daryl murmurs, looking down at himself as his nose scrunches a little - adjusting his grip on his crossbow.
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"You're bleeding."
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β΅ "ain't the first time," daryl murmurs, looking down at himself as his nose scrunches a little - adjusting his grip on his crossbow.
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βWhen You See These Shocking Team Results, Youβll Never Want To Play Againβ
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βShe Did Everything Wrong And Still Won Thanks To This Weird Trick (UNICUMS HATE HER!)β
βgod, youβre freezing cold.β
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β΅ "got caught in a rainstorm while huntin'." daryl is used to the elements, at this point - running a hand through his hair to push some of the damp strands from his face. "been colder. got stuck outside during the winter while back, before we found a place to settle down."
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@clicker-bait said -> "I'm being weird again, aren't I?"
It had only been a couple of weeks since Clint had joined them, Weston having brought the man in from somewhere or other; Lincoln didn't much care. He never cared much about where the outsiders came from, only that they weren't infected and they get on their merry way as soon as possible. But Clint didn't seem too keen on just leaving, and it seemed as if Link was just going to have to get used to him.
Going through the motions, it's difficult to tell whether or not Lincoln is listening to Clint speak or just letting the blond talk to the air. That is until Clint pauses, looks strangely at Lincoln, asks his question.
The brunet leans on his shovel, his wide, brown-eyed gaze traveling over the other man's face as if to read the story the lines and dirt have left there. "I always think you're weird." He says simply and with a shrug before going back to work.
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She'd run if he didn't have a gun on her, but she didn't want to get shot and there was no guarantee that he wouldn't pull the trigger if she tried. So she stayed put and shrugged her shoulders when he questioned her choice to search the closet, her eyes briefly flicked toward it. People can hide their shit anywhere, can't they? It didn't seem all too unreasonable... Most people keep their stuff as close to themselves as possible.
She hesitated to move when he demanded she sit down, she looked at the chair but she didn't take a step, at least not right away. Maybe she could still get out of this without any blood. So she went for the chair, dragging her pack with her to set it beside her on the floor as she sat down.
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Too young, too dangerous? Need someone with her? Come on, that had to be a joke, there's no way she's actually serious about all that. She's heard a lot of bullshit in her life and yet this one certainly topped the cake. God, she hated being treated like she couldn't handle herself.
β Are you fucking kidding me? β She blurted out, following the release of a sharp, aggravated groan. β I survived on my own for a long time, I think I can handle a few hours by myself. You don't have to treat me like a baby. β
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She moved her hands out of his bag when he approached, putting in her hands up in surrender and taking a step back from his belongings, but of course not without an obvious eyeroll. Was she sorry she went through his shit? Hell no. She was bored, he gave her nothing to do, he left his shit unsupervised and thus... Why not snoop a little.
Her lips tugged to one side, throwing the man a momentarily glare and forcing one strong huff through her lips. If he didn't want anyone digging through his stuff, then he shouldn't leave it lying around.
β Ooo an informant, β She says, her hands shook in animation for the dramatic effect, β Sounds cool. What's it even for? Planning on going to all these places? β Seemed like a lot of stops, a lot of... People. Strangers. Or did he have something a little more foul in mind?
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β Oh no, he got out of his cage! β She says dramatically, using her stuffed bear wearing a dinosaur mask to knock over some tiny figures of people and a few small structures she built up, followed by overdramatic imitations of roaring and crashing. The toy store was empty, so why not have a little fun? β Charlie, Look! β
Bailey waved her bear in the air and then brought it down, opening the mouth of the mask with her fingers to show it off. β Did you know there was a movie about dinosaurs? My dad told me they escape their cages and eat everybody. β