#dethtrap

[idletongue]

open to. @dethtrap's helena ridley ! setting. bear paw diner, early evening.

      " you ! " an unseemly exclamation, with matters made worse by a finger directly pointed at the other — perhaps they were lucky to inhabit bear paw during their slower hours. allegra would hate to embarrass helena. at least, more than she already has. they promptly slid into the booth, worn vinyl squeaking with every shifting movement, all the while a grin remained plastered upon her features. " you're famous around here, no ? ridley, is it ? ridley, ridley, ridley — it's all the people talk about ! town gossips ... the worst, but pay no mind to them — bored, is what they are, i'm sure of it. " truth be told, allegra was merely in the same state, sharing the boredom post-potluck, opting to people watch and test how much human food their stomach could handle, or tongue could still taste — being turned before the dawn of the mikshake has been such a pain, truly. " would you like me to smite them all for you ? "

[autohalo]

ᯓ      closed      starter      —      for      slias      @dethtrap     ｡ 

consider  her  intrigued.   new  neighbors  in  marrow  is  a  rare  phenomenon—   let  alone  11  of  them!—   and  she  hasn’t  even  gotten  to  play  the  role  of  welcoming  committee  yet.   it’s  that  line  of  thought  which  sends  her  closing  in  on  silas  with  purpose.   “it’s  an  actual  crime  that  i  don’t  know  you  or  your  friends,”   she’s  played  this  part  before—   a  tap  to  his  shoulder,   a  blinding  smile.   “i’m  aspen.”

[unsaccharine]

@dethtrap [helena]

Maki breezes through the diner doors, looking around as if searching for someone, stopping when her eyes alight on—oh, fun—Ridley the first. She slides into the seat opposite Helena before she can get up and leave, batting her lashes at the other girl with a smile.

“I can sit, right?” Redundant, since she's already sitting. And comfortable. And wouldn't take no for an answer anyway. “You've been hard to catch lately.” She pouted. “All the... zombies getting to you? It's only natural that you're not handling it well, you know. I definitely wouldn't judge you if you were... struggling.”

[unsaccharine]

@dethtrap [silas]

Damn it. Couldn't even get a drink anymore without running into one of them. Father Romero's flock. Maki hesitated. She didn't frequent the dive bar typically. The glasses never looked fully clean to her, and she'd ruined one of her favourite skirts by sitting on a stained barstool. Never again.

Funny though, the things she was willing to stoop to after the dead decided to just not be dead anymore. But you know what? No. She wasn't going to leave just because there was a stranger by the counter. This was her town dammit, and her nasty, dirty bar. Why did she have to be the one to leave?

She sauntered up to the bar, a determined set to her jaw, and then ordered a Vodka Cranberry. “With a straw,” she demanded, because she wasn't touching her lips to the glass if she could help it. Then, she finally turned to look at that unwelcome face. It was a pretty face, which she could grudgingly admit, but still, unwelcome. “So... is there a departure date imminent for you and your... friends? Or has the small town charm actually won you over? 'Cause if we're going to be neighbours, we can't really have any secrets between us, you know. Small town rules and all that. You understand, don't you?”

[autohalo]

ᯓ      closed      starter      —      for      silas      @dethtrap      ｡  ᯓ      ~6:00      P.M.      ＠      santuary      church      ｡

eyes   move   between   silas   and   the   crowd   of   remnants.   her   head   tilts,   equal   parts   curious   and   concerned   as   she   watches   him   watch   them.   years   of   proximity   have   brought   about   familiarity   with   the   hunger   that   simmers   beneath   their   skin—   the   same   hunger   she   had   felt   once   upon   a   time.   ❝   what   poor   soul   are   you   looking   at?   ❞   they   ask,   peeking   over   the   other's   shoulder.   as   a   precaution,   she   adds,   ❝   remember   we   can't   do   anything   until   father   romero   says.   ❞