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Sanctuary

Hm. I was thinking, Mileficent is aware that the sanctuary exists, right? But she doesn't want to go because of the fact that Lewis is a cop. So she could basically use Kylie as a sort of leverage point, maybe. Like "I've got a kid with me, I'm obviously a good person, right?"

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Kylie watched Mileficent warily as she spoke, her grip still on the baseball bat in her hand. However, as soon as the woman mentioned being able to help her find Jean, the girl’s face broke into a smile. As she continued to talk, the delighted grin only grew wider. "Thank you!" she blurted out, even as the woman was finishing speaking.

She’d lost count by now of how many days she had been looking. There had been close run-ins before now. If Kylie stayed out too late with her searches, that was when the zombies came out. If she trespassed on the territory of the wrong band of raiders, there had been times when she’d had to make a quick sprint in the opposite direction. So long as she had always returned to the floor-well of the truck where she slept before nightfall, issues had been minimal.

But here was someone who was offering help. Even if Kylie knew how to handle herself, she could only achieve that for so long. She nodded quickly. “Okay. I can be quiet, I promise," she agreed without hesitation. She picked up her backpack, swinging the monster over her shoulder once more. "My name's Kylie."

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She's an eleven year old, she's going to be completely insulted. "You can't say those words!" XD

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Kylie: Bad words! D:

I'll have a reply up again within a few hours. Gotta go to a thing for school, and some homework to get done. But I'll still get something up.

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EllfenBrofis said
Goth criminal meets innocent child, Mileficent is gonna end up playing the 'big sister' role eventually or something xD I have a soft spot for kids

All my yes to this plan. XD

I'm also looking forward to having Kylie meeting Mackenzie. I can just picture her reaction. Stare at Mackenzie's hair and clothes and tallness for a few seconds and then ask "Are you a boy or a girl?"

Incarceron: A Sci-Fi Intergalactic Imprisonment

I'm seriously hoping not. :\

Yooooooshiiiiiiieeeeee!

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Kylie stayed silent a while, hoping beyond all rational levels of hope that she would hear her sister's voice call back. She was answered by nothing, save for someone swearing loudly in the distance, and the loud creak of rusty metal grating against itself. Ignoring both of the noises, she cupped her hands around her mouth to yell once more. The second she opened her mouth, a yell cut her off. "Hey kid! What the hell are you doing up there?!"

She jumped, nearly stumbling off the top of the mountain of junk, but managing to catch herself. Turning around, arms now held out for balance, she saw a woman standing at the bottom of the pile, waving her arms to catch Kylie's attention. The young girl looked down at her, hesitating for a moment.

Maybe she could help.

Kylie quickly started to descend the scrap heap once more. She moved slowly, baseball bat held in one hand, the other grabbing onto pieces of metal for balance. "I'm looking," she explained as she made her way down. "For my sister."

Reaching the bottom of the pile, she turned to face the woman standing there. Immediately, Kylie's confidence faltered. From a distance, she'd looked all right. But up close, she was downright intimidating. Kylie stared at her strange hair and dark clothes for a second, seemingly having forgotten what she was going to say. "Um. She's a few years older than me. And her name's Jean. She's got a blue t-shirt and a black backpack," Kylie recited. She shrugged her own backpack off of her shoulders. It was childish, a plush monster with arms and legs affixed to the body. "Not like mine. Hers is a real backpack."

Incursions

Silence

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Just made a post. I set Kylie up to meet Mileficent. Should be interesting.

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Kylie's 'bed' was virtually invisible. Even if raiders had come to search the truck for equipment, there was a good chance they may have skimmed right past the bundle of dirt-smeared blankets in the passenger side foot-well. Age taken into consideration, Kylie was still small, and took up very little space. It wasn't until the bundle of blankets moved that anyone would guess there was a girl curled up beneath them.

With a yawn, Kylie sat up. She disentangled herself from the blankets, climbing up onto the passenger seat and looking out the window. The truck was parked on a cracked cement pad, accompanied by a handful of other vehicles. All were in various states of disrepair, and a nearby building proclaimed itself to be an auto repair shop. Farther into the distance was a large junkyard. Ruined buildings beyond that. Kylie looked sadly in the building's direction. It was the very same repair shop where the attack a few weeks ago had separated her from her sister. She returned here as often as she could, hoping that Jean would show up. With a quiet sigh, the girl folded up one of the blankets and stuffed it into her monster-shaped backpack. The only other object inside was a package of instant noodles. A moment later, she had left the truck and started walking.

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"Jean!"

Kylie's small voice carried across the wasted landscape of the city. It was quiet, with few people around, but she still moved cautiously. There was no telling when a horde may come out of nowhere. "Jeeeeean!"

This was how she spent most of her days now. Wandering the area around the repair shop, calling out for her older sister. Her journey today brought her to the edge of the nearby junkyard. Kylie stepped over the ruined scraps of metal, and slowly began climbing a mountain of scrap and trash to get a better view. A few times, she nearly stumbled. But she was nimble, and reached the top quickly. Standing on an old tire at the pinnacle of the mountain, she cupped her hands around her mouth to shout again. "Jeeaaan!"