[hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=0072bc]Evelina Lucas[/color][/i][/b][/h3][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/94b266acb361bb5d7fdc54d2c4838bb9/tumblr_n9se4khmlx1rb19a9o8_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] The In-Between: Evelina's Cave
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]
	Sitting there staring at the fire, the tip of the blade being turned over slowly, Evelina seemed lost in thought. She wasn't thinking on what was happening, or the words that had been spoken. She was thinking on that last life. That last choice made. What had drawn her away in the first place. While Evelina had been stuck in what she was calling the In-Between for hundreds and hundreds of years, for Faith it had actually been less than a week since the last time she saw Evelina. Less time than Evelina had instructed them to just rest and think on the lessons. Evelina had not even been gone twenty-four hours when people had decided, against her instructions, to look for her. For the rest of those she left behind, it had only been two days. Things Evelina didn't know or there perhaps would have been a long speech about people listening. Though now that she felt what she felt, pulling at her, she knew it didn't matter. They all would have wound up here eventually. 

	Yet, one wasn't. More than one. Why was that? Still it was not something that Evelina was thinking on. She was thinking on that walk in the woods. When the rain came down. The woman who had drawn her there. The talk they had had. It had been a different experience for her than others she had dealt with in the past. This felt like the last time and like the first, woven together. She had to give the woman this, she made a hell of a choice. When given two choices she found a third. That was unexpected. What happened to her? Did she find what she was searching for? Evelina was not sure but she hoped she did. Just to know that perhaps for some there were more than two options changed everything. If it only changed the path of one, it was something new and different. Something she had not had in centuries. She didn't question the how's. Usually when those questions were answered it either took away from something or didn't change anything. Though, she would have to thank another eventually, if she ever saw her again, for the favor granted, if she was able. 

	Time passed and Evelina was still lost in thought, or at least it seemed that way. Until she finally blinked and looked over towards Faith, giving her a small smile before putting her knife away. [color=0072bc]"If you were given the choice, would you not have died? Continued living where you were?"[/color] she asked as she draped her arms over her knees. [color=0072bc]"Or would you have still chosen to be what you are? If there had been another way?"[/color] Whether or not the question had a purpose was up for debate but it seemed that Evelina was genuinely interested in whether or not Faith would have chosen to go back to a life of fighting Walkers or if she would have still chosen to be caught in-between life and death. And now, caught in-between life and death in a space she called the In-Between. 

[hr][hr][center][h3][b][i][color=82ca9d]Kyra Altham[/color][/i][/b][/h3][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/69/b3/74/69b374da03a8ad5ff43f553a42430036.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=82ca9d]Location:[/color][/b] DtB Fade Between
[b][color=82ca9d]Skills:[/color][/b] Alertness[/center][hr]
	Walking, it was what she did. From one place to another, but usually with no destination in mind. One place did not become another place until she reached it. Only then did she know that was where she was going and even then it wasn't the destination. There was no destination. There never was. At least there hadn't been in a very long time. She couldn't be bothered to think about just how long it had been. It really didn't matter. Kyra had learned a long time ago that most things, in the end, didn't matter. Yet right then she did have a destination, if only a temporary one, and only because they seemed to feel the need for cover. Sure she could have said something to counter their reasoning but why bother. People asked questions, and much of the time argued the answer because it wasn't what they wanted to hear.

	Yet she kept a eye out and an ear on her surroundings. One would be foolish not to out there, granted one would be a fool to ever let their guard down. Turning her head slightly at Roberts mentioning of Ash. [color=82ca9d]"Not really,"[/color] she commented before looking back ahead. She didn't expand on it. The woman didn't seem to possess the gift of gab and if she did, she wasn't feeling like using it right then. Now while Ceasar might want to find out about the lands around him, tracking won't do that. Tracking if for following people or animals, it doesn't tell you about land or flora or fauna more than a person or this animal passed this way. Now, as far as anything being around or passing, no Caesar isn't seeing anything with his tracking. Either nothing had passed by recently or at least nothing that walked. There were no tracks to follow. 

	At the offering of the tequila, whatever that was, Kyra took the container and unscrewed the top of it. Bringing it to her nose she sniffed. Making a face she held it down to Ash, who in turn sniffed and drew back as well. [color=82ca9d]"Smells like a tavern,"[/color] she said. Taking the cap she screwed it back on. Turning it over to look at it before holding it back out. [color=82ca9d]"Stay sharp."[/color] It was decent advice, probably rather obvious. The walking continued until they got closer to the cliff face. It didn't look like there was anywhere to go into, like a cave or anything. Walking over to the wall face of the cliff, Kyra turned and sat down with her back to the wall. [color=82ca9d]"Best for three days."[/color] Ash jogged over to Kyra and sat down next to her panting slightly.