#nobrainshere

[theirleader]

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“Whoa, hey there. Don’t mean any harm.” His voice goes against his truer nature. Warm and friendly, even if he doesn’t mean it. His smile is just as cordial, baring his teeth as he waves his white piece of cloth. How peaceful this goes remains to be seen, but the gun tucked away behind him secures his own peace of mind. “Just scrounging for supplies. If this place is yours, I’ll just move on. Say the word.”

[southernbird-a]

               the bricken building before them had seen better days.  what hadn’t completely been swallowed by vines met the destruction of extreme vandalism.  it was the first school she’d seen since the end of the world, and a part of her couldn’t help but to feel a little uneasy walking into such a scene.  blue eyes glanced to kyle at her side, looking for any hint of a reaction from the boy.  this was his school, after all.  maybe not anymore, and maybe not how he remembered it, but there it was still standing.  all she wanted was for this trip to give kyle closure; to help him find a little joy in the memory that was north carolina.  and when brown eyes finally met her own, she offered him the most unsure of smiles.

                ❛  it was probably just a bunch’a jerks who got picked on or somethin’.  who knows, it might still be kind’a nice on the inside.  c’mon, I wanna see your old locker!  ❜

                                                                                                                              @nobrainshere

[southernbird-a]

            the sudden stop in his pacing should have eased the songbird’s nerves, but instead all she felt was the heat of his stare bearing down against her.  communicating should have been easy by now, but still beth found herself trying to decode the indirect riddles that were meant to reveal how kyle was actually feeling.  ❛  –––––what d’ya mean learned your lesson?  you’ve changed, we both have.  ❜

                                                                                                               @nobrainshere | continued

[southernbird-a]

"I rely too much on you, Beth. I depend on you for too much."

            that hint of frustration flickering in the boy’s dark eyes warned beth of the conversation to come.  she’d been waiting hours for somebody to finally break the ice, and now that the moment was right in front of her, she couldn’t help but want to run from it.  nervous fingers played at the cuffs of her new sweater, doing her best to find her most reasoning words to lessen the blow.  ❛  –––––we’re a team kyle, we’re supposed t’ depend on each other, that’s kinda the point.  besides, it’s my fault.  I should’a been payin’ closer attention.  ❜

[t-chambler-archived]

@nobrainshere

She was standing taller than she had a couple of days ago. She was beginning to her color back, and, to be blunt, she didn't look like complete shit anymore. Rosita had managed to get all the blood out of her hair, and her head wound was healing the way it was supposed to. She was making her way down the road to recovery. And it warmed her heart knowing how many people seemed excited over this fact. However, when she walked out of that bed for the first time that week, she knew something was changing, she could almost taste it in the. Rick was planning something. She knew it.

"I see the walls are still standing." Tara stated as she squinted her eyes against the harsh, fall sun. "And, it looks like Rick is in charge now." She took a deep breath, the crisp air filling her lungs. Her chest felt heavy. She had awoken to some pretty shocking news. She still hadn't quite comprehended Noah's death. And as the day progressed, the story kept getting filled out. Maggie eventually told her what had gone down between Glenn and Nick. And now the brunette was aware of the fact that Eugene grew a pair and, indeed, did save her life.

Life was going to be different now. It was like there was something in the water.

"So, what's the dealio on this quarry situation? Does Rick really think we can handle it?"

[dale-horvath-blog]

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Alexandria. A perfect town. Too perfect? Perhaps. Dale hadn’t decided that yet. He needed to wait a little while, talk to people, then he’d know. It was pleasant, they seemed a nice, welcoming community. There were walls, there were homes with running water and working lights. That had been a surprise. Too luxurious. Dale wouldn’t admit he quite preferred the charming allure of his RV, though.

He spotted Kyle sat on the steps of a porch, and wandered over to him. A sort of smile of his face as he sat down. Not really caring whether or not he was wanting the company.

 “What do you make of this place? Do you like it?”

[theunofficialfirstlady-blog]

"I'm nothing on my own."

              ‘ If it’s any consolation, I don’t believe that you’re nothing on your own.’ The mother and wife paused while a smile spread across her countenance. ‘ You’re someone, a person that is important.’ A beat. ‘ But, I can promise you that you’re not gonna be alone.                                                We are all in this together, you hear?’

[t-chambler-archived]

nobrainshere "If you keep looking at me like that, your face is going to freeze and you'll look like that forever." She arches a rigid eyebrow. "Then you'll never get a girlfriend."