Lara Lupin sat at the opposite end of the cell block as the intense card game drew everyone else's attention. She had little interest in it, but still enjoyed the fact that the people in the prison seemed to get along well. She was still pretty new around here, but already the prison seemed more fair than Woodbury had been. Everyone had a definite place and was absolutely essential to the survival of everyone else.

She sat on a crate, polishing her single brass knuckle. She wanted to go on the next run, but she knew it was unlikely. Rick had been holding her back to help Beth and Carol take care of the kids. She wasn't thrilled about the job, but if it's what earned Rick's trust, she'd do it. She wanted him to trust her enough to let her out of his sight.

She'd been around for a while now, but she didn't quite fit in. Everyone else had already proven themselves. She was eager to do the same. She would kill a million walkers. Hell, she'd kill the [i]Governor[/i] if she had to. She just wanted to be one of them.