[b]Liam - Motel - Samantha/Abram/Leah/George[/b]

Samantha's comment about Scarlett raised a smile from Liam. "O-Ok" He muttered quietly as his eyes turned to Abram. Liam seemed hesitant and frightened, but slowly Liam smiled through his tears and nodded. "Okay....Abram" Liam wandered off to the side. Sticking close enough to Samantha. Liam was placing trust in her...she felt like a trustworthy person.

Liam took a deep breath but mumbling something. He looked up at Scarlett. "T-They took them because...they wanted Tyler...They shot him. A man...stepped on his wounds and kicked Katie...Scarlett wouldn't let go of Katie because they wanted to take her as well. So they took both of t-them" Liam uttered somberly.

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[b]Cricin - Near the Liquor store - Annie/Clyde/Mandy[/b]

"So, do you think if a explosion happened...would you look? Cause I wouldn't, no sir. I would walk dramatically away. How that sound go again-" Cricin tapped his fingers against his head. Much to the dismay of his companion, Clyde. "Oh yes...Cool guys don't at explosions~" Cricin jumped ahead of Clyde. He began to do some weird slowmo backwards walk. Clyde raised an eyebrow to this.

"What are you doing?" Clyde inquired. Though Cricin didn't think it required any type of inquiry because it was clear that he was showing his skill of the backwards slowmo walk. Cricin decided to make sounds of an slow explosion. With added flailing of the hands for effect. 

"They look away and don't think about the people they killed~" Crinic waved his hands in front of clyde. Jumping randomly left to the right. All this got him was a frown.

"Would you just stop...Look we're close enough to something then before...You gotta stop getting so bored all of the time...Plus....your accent is butchering that song. Welsh people aren't supposed to sing songs that isn't blatant gibberish" Clyde  gently put Cricin's hands down.

"I know that-" Cricin replied crestfallen. "But by god has this been boring. There hasn't been any sign of life what so ever. Even dead life! Nope. Just boring streets and you don't even want to talk. This hurts me man. I don't even have any tricks to do anymore-"

"That's because you did them all in the first month" Clyde inserted before stopping. "Look, this is a new place with new things. I'll take the left and you take the right" Clyde grinned before going off. Leaving Cricin alone.

"Oh I'm Clyde and all I want to do is walk in silence for a whole day while we slowly die of starvation.  I'm so fucking great at planning things that I would never let Cricin plan stuff. Nooo~ that would be too much control to let go because I think that Cricin is retarded...asshole" Cricin mumbled sullenly. His belly growled in response which just made Cricin curse more under his breath before he reached a sign.

"Liquor...Well fuck me I need a drink" Crinnic entered the store carefully. For this was not the time for a walker to fall upon him. He was hungry and his knife wasn't in the best condition. He could definitely kill the walkers with whatever the hell lived on it though.

"Let's hope there is something to feast upon...That doesn't require me to be a cannibal or a literal shit eater."  Cricin looked around, but his eyes caught two females standing outside. He wondered if he should go back and alert Clyde. But he would probably say something along the lines of '[i]DurDur, We should leave for tatical reasons and it's dangerous and durdur'[/i] So, trusting [i]His[/i] judgement. Cricin walked forwards.

"Hello...ladies...Ho-" His belly roared for food. "You....wouldn't happen...to..."

Shit, He had no idea what to say.