Elliot - Outpost
Thankfully for Aoife, Elliot probably understood her better than most would at the time, as the lack of loud distinct sounds allowed him to easily focus on what she was saying. Reading her lips, he gathered she said, "I'm going to check who's in there, you stay there." He then moved himself so that he could guard the door while she went inside. It was an easy enough task, as most of the biters had been drawn to other places within Outpost. He considered checking the back door as well, but decided against it when he remembered it should have been securely locked that day. Eventually, though, Elliot heard... well, he couldn't be quite sure as he couldn't really hear much at all, but a sudden heavy vibration alerted him to something going on inside. He moved to head inside, but someone came up from behind him and shoved him away. He yelled out and tried to point his gun at the enemy, but they got their hands on it first, roughly pulling it away from him.
It was Joe, the man that wasn't much a fan of Elliot. He began to scream, and Elliot could easily read his exaggerated expressions. "The fuck are you doing?" he yelled. "You're going to kill someone with that you deaf idiot!" Elliot could do little more than stare back at this man, as he had always refused to understand what Elliot was trying to say, even with the most simple of hand gestures. Joe shoved him again. "We let you on the wall and you think you can do anything! Why do you think the military had fucking hearing tests? Huh? Huh?! Answer me!" Elliot stared defiantly, unwilling to be pushed around by this man. He had never allowed himself to be intimidated before, but especially not here and not now when Outpost was on the line.
Joe got closer to Elliot, pushing his face right up close to Elliot's. "Do you need me to yell into your ear? Do you want me tooo taaalk slooowerrr?" A dull sound to Elliot's right caused him to turn, but Joe grabbed him by the shirt. "Over here, dumbass!" He continued to talk, but Elliot stopped reading him and looked back to the door of the cabin to see Aoife stumbling out. Horrifically, a gun shot wound was adorned on her chest, and the woman's eyes had turned a sickly shade of yellow. Elliot cried out and tried to gesture toward her, but Joe grabbed his face and forced him to look at him. "You're going to get someone killed one day, and then everyone will stop with this fucking PC bullshit." Aoife then fell into them and Joe finally realised what was happening. The man screamed and shot his gun wildly, or at least Elliot believed that's what happened as Joe let him go. Free from the man's grasp, Elliot stumbled over himself to get away from them and turned around a few feet away to find Aoife on the ground biting into Joe's neck. Elliot felt like retching.
The gun was now pinned between her and Joe, with no others sitting idly by. Thinking he had a chance with Aoife busy biting into Joe, Elliot moved up to them and landed a kick to the undead girl's head. Her head snapped backward and she flailed her hands in an attempt to grab him, but Elliot spun around her, shoving her aside with a kick to her abdomen. The gun now free, Elliot hastily picked it up and fired a shot into Aoife's forehead, ending her time on Earth for good. He then looked down at Joe, who was wildly touching at the wound in his neck. He was screaming, yelling out for someone, but Elliot didn't bother to read who he was calling for. It made the task of mercifully ending his life a tiny bit easier.
Tyler - Baton Rouge/Bar - Jacob
Tyler dropped his attempt at looking amused, completely not even meaning to. He turned his body to face Jacob and opened his mouth to speak. "You, uh..." He then let out a cough, rubbing at the back of his neck. Jacob had managed to surprise him, indicating to Tyler that he was someone that he should be looking out for. The whole story was never something Jacob would get to hear, but Tyler had to say something to keep things smooth between them. "If... If this group as as bad as those people say, you're right, it's doubtful they'd be left alone." Tyler knew first hand, obviously, and he figured he could make use of that knowledge. "... I don't want you to mention this around my daughter, but I was captured by a group like that, once. They put men into this fighting pit they made, and offered them to join if they survived. I never accepted." He cleared his throat and turned to look outside the bar's front window. It was hard to talk about, but not for the reason he wanted Jacob to believe.
"Anyway, that group controlled a large section of New Orleans and harassed a lot of people. They pissed enough people off that eventually someone decided to wipe them out. So, I was saved." It was at this point in the story that Tyler knew what he had to say. He had to pretend to be Thomas Zuchowski again, even if not using the name. "But, I had been down there so long, that I was scared of being outside. With my daughter missing, I had nothing left of the old me-- Tyler." A pause now. Did he want to say all of this? No, but he had to say it. "Me and two other survivors started living on our own, and I began to use a new name. We eventually found a community for us to live. These people were... they were nice. They took us in, and we joined in their military force. I made enough friends, so that when the previous leader died in combat, they promoted me to lead the group instead." He looked back toward Jacob and nodded above them. "Adam was a part of that group, but he idolized the previous leader. When he died, Adam booked it."
It occurred to Tyler that Jacob could easily ask Katie to confirm what he was saying. Tyler wouldn't have put it past him. Not wanting Katie to lie for him, and knowing she would probably not understand anyway, Tyler was forced to come up with some semblance of the truth. "We, uh... We were on a patrol, when we ran into a new group. They were good people, but... they had my daughter. They were taking care of her, but she's my daughter, you see? They didn't believe me-- Wouldn't let her go with me. I was... forced to take her. I'm not happy with it, but it's what I had to do to get my daughter back. I feared that they would try and take her back, or-or attack my own community... so I left. Katie and I left and headed North... until we came here."
He stopped now, and let out a deep breath. Tyler had to admit, he was happy with how it came out. "Now, if our friends upstairs have the amount of supplies they say they do, they're doing something to keep this Tremblay group off of them. I'm not sure what that is, but we need to be wary of it, all right? You sleep with one eye open, because... well, they may be giving people to these raiders. We just don't know."
With that out of the way, Tyler stepped off the stool and stretched his arms upward. "We better get going before they think we've wandered off. But, um--" Tyler looked Jacob over to see where he was keeping his cell phone. "I thought I saw you talking on your phone earlier. How is that possible?"
Baton Rouge/Apartment - Scarlett/Liam
Tina's immediate concern were the thugs Scarlett had encountered. "Who were these guys? Did they have a name? They-- Were they related to Tremblay?"
Jace shook his head. "Tina, let the girl finish talking at least." She shot him a look, but the older man only smiled back at her. All three continued to wait until Scarlett was finished, and it was Jace who grunted in disgust when she was done. "Jesus, that's disgusting. I can't imagine what that had been like for you."
Elyse was shaking her head. "No, you can't. None of us can." She leaned forward and placed on arm on Scarlett's shoulder. "You're so strong, to have made it here on your own. I don't know what I'd do in that situation."
Tina was looking upward, thinking. She bit her lip unconsciously. "You sure you've been walking for miles? You must not be from the area, then."
"Whatever the case," Jace said. "We'll keep a lookout for your sister. When we do supply runs. We never know what we'll find."
Elyse nodded and leaned back in her seat. "If you need anything, we will get it for you. All of you. We want you to feel welcomed, like Adam and I were welcomed." She laced her hands in her lap and smiled at Tina. "We were taken in by these people, and I am forever grateful. In fact... I was alone for some time. I was with a group who abandoned me. Left me to die. But dear Adam found me, and we came up here, where these three found us." From his place in the kitchen, Caleb turned to the group and grinned. "So, Scarlett," Elyse said, turning back to her. "I personally want you to feel comfortable after your ideal, and this group knows that what I say goes." They all laughed at this, but it was good-natured laughter. There seemed to be little animosity between them, at least with these four.
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