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[h2][color=1a7b30]James Ryder Blaise[/color][/h2][/center]
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Swinging her legs, Amy looked over to James as he approached her. Perched on the rock, she held her ground as the young medic made his way over to her. Her arms were behind her back to support her as she continued to swing her legs over the edge of the five foot rock.  There were fewer people in the water then before, most people had moved on - to work, fuck, patrol. Amy's face deadpanned as the first comment from James's lips rocked through her skull, internally sighing she forumulated a response.

[color=0054a6] "Hello James, no. I'm just enjoying the view."[/color]

She patted to the empty patch of rock beside her, there wasn't much of a climb - maybe not for the young man before her. Looking up to the sun, it was setting on the horizon. She smiled, her lips barely parting as her brief display of emotion flickered over her face for a moment or so. 

[color=0054a6]"I don't always do traps, besides. I suppose you're correct, right now is a good time to talk. [/color]

After calmly speaking she turned to James, flashing a smile at him before leaning back into the rocks some more. The winds of the night were upon them as the air wasen't idle for long, its cold wraiths stroked Amy's and James's face as the breeze picked up. Seconds later the breeze died, perhaps the past calling back to them.

James simply grinned back at her reply. [color=1a7b30]"Well, I guess it's pretty good."[/color] Well, he actually thought that it was breathtakingly beautiful. The sound of the waterfall splashing down onto the water gave him quite the relaxing moment. For him, it really was a good idea that they camped here. It gave people a reason to kick back and relax by the water or even swim in it. But he saw that there were few people in it now, since there were more things to do back at the camp. He already did his job, so he wasn't worried about it.

To say that James had been surprised with her willingness to talk with him was an understatement. You could say that he had his mouth open when she told him that now was a pretty good time to talk. You know one of those times when you can't process something and you just end up blankly staring at something for a moment or two? 

That was definitely what happened to James. However, after a few seconds, it turned into a wide grin. [color=1a7b30]"I'll take that offer then."[/color]

He then climbed up to the rock to settle at the empty space beside her. He took in a deep breath and then let his body relax. James sat there for a moment in silence with her. Perhaps one of the few moments when he wasn't disturbed by the lack of voices speaking. However, that moment quickly passed. He chuckled nervously, [color=1a7b30]"Now that you're actually willing to talk, I can't think of a good conversation starter. That's a first."[/color] He pointed out. There were times when James was a little bit more than awkward. As social as he was, when things turn out the way he hoped, it usually catches him off surprise - especially when people who usually avoided talking with him suddenly agreed to do so!

[color=1a7b30]"Have you..."[/color] He stopped for a moment, considering the consequences of the question but decided to go with it anyway. [color=1a7b30]"Have you ever wanted to change anything in your past? Like, if I hadn't done this then that wouldn't have happened... thoughts like those?"[/color]

Figuring that he should share his thoughts first as to ease her into conversation, he continued speaking. [color=1a7b30]"I have. I always think that if I hadn't broken off from my family at that one point in my life, then my father would still be alive. Y'see, I was a pretty smart kid back then but I was only just that, a kid. I saw this little toy inside a store and wandered off. Just as I got in, the alarm was tripped. I couldn't believe it was still armed!"[/color] He then shook his head, forcing the smile on his face to stay there. [color=1a7b30]"So you know, zombies came, surrounded me and my family, my father stayed behind while me and my sister got out... and the rest is history."[/color] James stopped there, regret flashing in his eyes showing how much guilt he carried with that story. He then turned to Amy, wondering if she would follow up.

[color=0054a6] "No."[/color]

Amy said, her face tired and her body more relaxed as James sits beside her on the rocks.

[color=0054a6] "The past is what defines us, it's what makes us who we are. To change it would be selfish, there's nothing we can change but our own future. To dwell on the past is pointless, move on. "[/color]

That's when she started to get up, making a move down the rocks as she found herself quickly standing on the stand below. Wiping off any excess dirt and dust she looked back up to James. 

[color=0054a6]"I think it's time for me to go help out Wintergarden and the others, or work on repairs. I'll figure something out, mmm." [/color]

With that Amy began to walk away from James and up back to the camp where she descended in the first place, the temperature was changing as the day progressed into the evening. A cold chill ran across Amy's back as the wind came back again to address everyone's anxiety of the night.

[color=0054a6]"Try not to let your emotions get the best of you, James." [/color]

James couldn't help but laugh to himself when she decided that she didn't have any regrets before figuring out that she had more things to do back at base. [color=1a7b30]"Good luck with the repairs or whatever you need done."[/color] He said, waving farewell to her.

He then chuckled again. [color=1a7b30]"Just something to think about Amy. You know me, I won't let anything distract me."[/color]