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“Is yer daddy an ass? ‘Cause ya look like shit.”
“Big words for someone literally named Son of Dick.”
“Actually, my names Daryl. Sorry.”
“Yeah, Daryl Dick’s Son."
Michonne shrugged. “From what I hear, he made it up here on his own. Which is kind of amazing in many ways. I’m impressed. I saw him in that state, where Rick left him, and… god, he was a mess. It is nice to see someone come back from that.”
“Guess people can come back from a lot,” Tara said. That seemed to be kind of a running theme as of late, people coming back from shit they had no business coming back from. “Is he gonna stay with Rick, then?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know where he’s staying…” She paused a moment. “I know you don’t swing that way, but –come on, he’s kind of cute, isn’t he?” She smirked a little, then shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I trust him, not one bit, just saying.” It was rare Michonne ever mentioned something frivolous like that, but she had to relax once in a while, didn’t she?
“Who, Rick?” Tara questioned, suddenly feeling like the conversation had gotten away from her. “Face pubes don’t really do it for me.”
“Oh no – Morgan. Though rick isn’t looking so bad now that he’s gotten rid of those… face pubes…aptly named by you.” She laughed.
"Wouldn't know. Haven't seen him, on account of the whole been-out-cold thing."
“Do you understand the situation here? You need to sit your ass down before you die. That wound needs to be stitched and fast.”
"I don't do needles. Period."
Michonne shrugged. “From what I hear, he made it up here on his own. Which is kind of amazing in many ways. I’m impressed. I saw him in that state, where Rick left him, and… god, he was a mess. It is nice to see someone come back from that.”
“Guess people can come back from a lot,” Tara said. That seemed to be kind of a running theme as of late, people coming back from shit they had no business coming back from. “Is he gonna stay with Rick, then?”
She shrugged. “I don’t know where he’s staying…” She paused a moment. “I know you don’t swing that way, but –come on, he’s kind of cute, isn’t he?” She smirked a little, then shrugged. “Doesn’t mean I trust him, not one bit, just saying.” It was rare Michonne ever mentioned something frivolous like that, but she had to relax once in a while, didn’t she?
"Who, Rick?" Tara questioned, suddenly feeling like the conversation had gotten away from her. "Face pubes don't really do it for me."
"Chicks are gonna be all over you with a shiner like that."
“Promise to protect me from them if they swarm me?” the boy asked, grinning up at Tara mischeivously. “You can be like my bodyguard or something. Fend off the strong ones.”
“Look at it this way, there’s like three guys your age around for a hundred miles. That basically makes you Britney Spears. Or, you know, whatever the age-appropriate, boy-version of that would be.”
Carl rolled his eyes at the woman. Britney Spears? What kind of comparison was that? “–We could give you a bruise, the chicks would be all over you too, Tara.”
Britney Spears was a fucking babe. Or at least, she was when Tara was Carl's age. These days, probably not so much. She laughed at his suggestion. "Thanks, but in my experience, it doesn't really work that way 'round."
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“Is yer daddy an ass? ‘Cause ya look like shit.”
"Big words for someone literally named Son of Dick."
does anyone watch shameless and/or would be willing to rp with a character from shameless? i have a mandy and i’ve been dying to get her into the walking dead fandom for ages.
Bundled up against Tara with her arms still tightly clutch around her waist and with no intent of letting go any time soon, the woman twisted her head opposite to her neck, stealing a glance above her, until the lack of courage to hold ran dry.
Falling back and hiding under damp lids, the lento realization shot Rosita as to how cold she shivered, that ghost illness of feeling skinned and weak, she had keep the cries down most nights or hide back in her corner, hiding a face against a wall in hopes of comfort. Here she was a victim in the stale eyes, wittering in pity from Tara and that ate at her further than the guilt of awaking her.
In this time and day weakness got you killed, it not that she didn’t trust the others with her emotions, its was always the secrets buried beneath them; What they would compare her too. Mute gestures shook as an answer with a bob of her head, Rosita craved the sound of someone else voice, anything to avoid the repeats of her nightmares.
“….What kind of stories?”
It was strange, but she’d actually gotten used to the quiet of the apocalypse. Or maybe quiet wasn’t the right word for it, just an absence of man made noises. For the past few years, it had been only animals and insects and snapping twigs and yeah, occasionally the growl of walkers.
But holding Rosita in her arms, she felt hyper aware of all the sounds of civilization There was the hum of the generators and roar of a car engine and somewhere someone slammed a door shut and was that music playing? If Tara had to guess, she would’ve thought it’d be comforting to come back to, but it just set her teeth on edge.
She shifted Rosita so she was between her and the door, and then tried to refocus on the conversation when she noticed she’d started talking again, having lost her place in the conversation.
“Oh, um. ‘Bout this guy I used to know from Nantucket.”
“And I didn’t ask ‘em too” Arthur said, “Why would they?”
“Whatever it was, I’m sure I’ll figure it out soon enough.”
“I’m okay,” the woman replied, just grateful that her friend was better. She was better now that Tara was awake, was speaking words that actually meant something instead of murmured, unintelligible ones. There was bad news to be told but that could wait a while longer. “–You think you can get up?”
“Yeah. Yeah, totally. Definitely. No problem.” With Rosita here, she could do anything, especially if there was a possibility of impressing the woman. In a way that was mostly not shakey and almost entirely not sickly, Tara managed to prop herself up in the bed. “You wouldn’t happen to know what happened, would you?”
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does anyone watch shameless and/or would be...
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oh MY GOD I’VE WANTED TO RP LIP SO BAD BUT ALSO I PROBABLY WONT BECAUSE I NEVER FINISHED WATCHING IT
I’d be happy to write with you as Lip or if you wanted to stay in TWD as Carl!
"Chicks are gonna be all over you with a shiner like that."
“Promise to protect me from them if they swarm me?” the boy asked, grinning up at Tara mischeivously. “You can be like my bodyguard or something. Fend off the strong ones.”
Carl shrugged half-heartedly though his smile didn’t fade. “–You think they’ll fall for it?” he asked, looking up at Tara.
“Look at it this way, there’s like three guys your age around for a hundred miles. That basically makes you Britney Spears. Or, you know, whatever the age-appropriate, boy-version of that would be.”
does anyone watch shameless and/or would be willing to rp with a character from shameless? i have a mandy and i’ve been dying to get her into the walking dead fandom for ages.
Michonne shrugged. “From what I hear, he made it up here on his own. Which is kind of amazing in many ways. I’m impressed. I saw him in that state, where Rick left him, and… god, he was a mess. It is nice to see someone come back from that.”
“Guess people can come back from a lot,” Tara said. That seemed to be kind of a running theme as of late, people coming back from shit they had no business coming back from. “Is he gonna stay with Rick, then?”