Jessalyn - House - Floyd/Abram
Jess watched as Floyd allowed the man to come inside. But her attention was soon off of the man and on Floyd. He was weaving a little where he stood. Just as she was about to call to him he collapsed.
"Floyd!" she screamed and ran down the stairs. She didn't care what the stranger did. He was forgotton.
Jess got to her knees beside Floyd and shook his arm gently. "Floyd?! Floyd please wake up!"
Hands grasped her arms and she cried out.
"Calm down," the stranger said and moved her aside.
"Help him," she begged, tears in her eyes. "Please. I don't know what to do without him."
"Is he your man?" he asked.
Jess hesitated. She looked down at Floyd's face. Was he? She knew how she felt, but did he feel the same way? After everything that happened, she couldn't imagine life without him now. He was her only friend. He was her family now.
He was...
"Yes, he is," she said firmly, touching his face gently before looking at the stranger. "I have nothing to pay you with, but please, please help him."
The stranger nodded. "I'll do what I can."
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An hour or so later Floyd had been moved to the couch in the living room. The stranger, who Jess had learned was named Abram, had stitched him up with some supplies in his truck. He had also brought in the food and few medical supplies from the truck.
He now sat in the kitchen eating. "You are a good cook miss."
"Call me Jessalyn," she said. "And I think everyone is a good cook now a days. As long as it's hot it's good."
"That's true," he agreed. "So how far along are you?"
"I think five months. The only doctor I talked to died a while ago."
"Sorry to hear that. You and your man been here long?"
Jess felt a little bad for deceiving him about her and Floyd's relationship, but she was a little afraid of what he might do if he thought they weren't together. He was still a stranger, even though he had helped Floyd.
"We just found this place. It was abandoned. A man came along before you got here. He asked for help against a walker, then when Floyd killed it he tried to rob us. Floyd was shot in the process."
"Your man's tough. He'll pull through just fine. Especially since he's got two reasons to live," Abram said, nodding at her swollen stomach.
Jess blushed a little. Getting some of the soup she had made into a bowl, she went into the living room. Abram watched from the kitchen table as she sat beside Floyd.
She brushed his hair away from his forehead. "Floyd?" she called gently, nudging his arm.
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Katie - Haywood - Emma, Bull, Robert
The child was shaking with rage. How dare this bad man talk about her daddy?! How dare he call him bad?!
"Take it back!" she screamed in anger, running to attack him but being grabbed and held back by Emma. The young woman tried to calm her but Katie was inconsolable. "Take it back! My daddy loves me! He would never hurt my mommy! I want my daddy! I hate you! I hate you! You're a bad man! I hate you!"
Emma glared at Robert. "She's just a little girl," she told Robert. "Can't you be just a little human?"
Katie was pulled from the room by Emma and the other man, named Amir, fighting the entire way. She kicked and screamed, repeating that she hated Robert over and over. Several of the people of Haywood heard the commotion and whispered among themselves. A few went off to tell Daniel.
In the cafeteria, Emma tried to get her to eat by Katie refused. She mainly cried out of anger and heartache. "Emma?" she gasped and coughed. "M-my chest h-hurts-s..." she whimpered.
"You're getting too upset," Emma said, stroking her back. "You need to breathe honey. Calm down and breathe."
"I c-c-can't," she hiccupped.
Emma stood and held Katie to her, looking at Amir. "I'm taking her to my place. Tell Robert exactly what you see, what is happening to this little girl. Tell him he can go to hell for what his is putting this her through."
At Emma's place she laid Katie on the bed and covered her with a blanket. She patted her back and stroked her hair, singing softly, trying to get the child to calm down before she hurt herself. Katie ended up throwing up from crying so much. There wasn't much in her stomach to begin with so it was mainly water.
Finally Katie ran out of tears and just laid under the covers shivering and whimpering.
"Em-ma?" she asked. "D-do you thin-k my d-dad-dy is s-still alive?"
"I don't know honey," she answered honestly, keeping the prayer that he was to herself.
"B-but B-Bull and Lauren s-said he..." Katie whimpered.
"Maybe they thought he was," Emma said, not wanting to tell the child that the only people she knew well were liars.
"T-Then why isn't h-h-he com-ming to get me?"
"I don't know. No more talking sweetie. You need to sleep. Just close your eyes and try to sleep. I'll stay here with you, I promise."
Katie fought it, but she was so tired from crying and the stress she was under that sleep finally won. She drifted off, small whimpers coming from her.
Emma kissed her forehead and got up, heading for the small kitchen area of the little apartment she had been assigned. She wondered where Daniel was and when he would be back. She had to tell him about all of this. They needed to keep Katie with them and safe. She was sure that Robert would use the fact the she was Tyler's daughter against them as some point. She didn't want the little girl to pay for her father's sins. There was no telling how the people of Haywood would react, but Emma prayed they would do the right thing by Katie.
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Alyce's jerked her head up when he started to talk, then cocked it in confusion when he was cut off. She moved aside to avoid the man walking by them.
Then she heard Matt mutter something and looked back at him. From the look on his face she wasn't sure if now was the time to ask if he was okay. He looked... shell-shocked was the only word she could think of. Had he recognized the man? Was he a friend or relative?
She swallowed and avoided questioning him right then. They had to get somewhere safe first.
Alyce approached the gate with her hands up. The guards immediately turned their weapons on her. She explained that she was an RD worker, described the attack and her attackers and told how Matt had helped her. Even though she had no identification they were able to take her picture and look her up in the system. They allowed her back into the city and provided an escort for her and Matt to her apartment. After telling her that some inspectors would be by the next day to talk to her about the attack, they left.
Alyce opened her door and stepped inside the modest apartment. It had one bedroom, a bathroom and a room that served as a living room / dining room / kitchen. Going into a cabinet, she pulled out a false back on it to reveal a cache of food tins and a half-full bottle of dark colored alcohol. "Here," she said, handing them to Matt. "Make yourself at home. If you don't mind, I'd like to have the shower first."
She went into her room and got out some clothes. The bathroom didn't have a door, just a sheet pinned above the doorway. So she was able to talk to him while she was in the shower.
"I don't know if you have a place to stay or not," she said over the water. "But, I wouldn't mind you staying here for a little bit... if you wanted to that is."
Once she was out of the shower she dried off and got dressed, coming out with the pants he had loaned her. "I'll wash these later," she promised before laying them over a chair. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and sighed. "I still look like a mess," she said, shaking her head. Her lip was cut and she had a cut on her forehead plus a black eye that was getting darker.
She looked at him, not really sure how to ask him anything without seeming like she was prying. "Listen," she finally said. "About that guy, the one who bumped into you? You seemed... stunned to see him. Is everything okay?"
He had helped her, she was more then willing to help him if she could.
Then she heard Matt mutter something and looked back at him. From the look on his face she wasn't sure if now was the time to ask if he was okay. He looked... shell-shocked was the only word she could think of. Had he recognized the man? Was he a friend or relative?
She swallowed and avoided questioning him right then. They had to get somewhere safe first.
Alyce approached the gate with her hands up. The guards immediately turned their weapons on her. She explained that she was an RD worker, described the attack and her attackers and told how Matt had helped her. Even though she had no identification they were able to take her picture and look her up in the system. They allowed her back into the city and provided an escort for her and Matt to her apartment. After telling her that some inspectors would be by the next day to talk to her about the attack, they left.
Alyce opened her door and stepped inside the modest apartment. It had one bedroom, a bathroom and a room that served as a living room / dining room / kitchen. Going into a cabinet, she pulled out a false back on it to reveal a cache of food tins and a half-full bottle of dark colored alcohol. "Here," she said, handing them to Matt. "Make yourself at home. If you don't mind, I'd like to have the shower first."
She went into her room and got out some clothes. The bathroom didn't have a door, just a sheet pinned above the doorway. So she was able to talk to him while she was in the shower.
"I don't know if you have a place to stay or not," she said over the water. "But, I wouldn't mind you staying here for a little bit... if you wanted to that is."
Once she was out of the shower she dried off and got dressed, coming out with the pants he had loaned her. "I'll wash these later," she promised before laying them over a chair. She caught a glimpse of herself in the mirror and sighed. "I still look like a mess," she said, shaking her head. Her lip was cut and she had a cut on her forehead plus a black eye that was getting darker.
She looked at him, not really sure how to ask him anything without seeming like she was prying. "Listen," she finally said. "About that guy, the one who bumped into you? You seemed... stunned to see him. Is everything okay?"
He had helped her, she was more then willing to help him if she could.
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And of course you know I am going to join as Arysta ;)
And so no one thinks I am taking the main character to be selfish : I am the creator of Arysta.
And so no one thinks I am taking the main character to be selfish : I am the creator of Arysta.
We are here for you Damo, if you need someone to vent to. This cast of players are great listeners. (I am speaking from experience) :)
Since Panda is gone for the week I guess I will post a little bit as her character interacting with my character.
Since Panda is gone for the week I guess I will post a little bit as her character interacting with my character.
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Jessalyn - House - Floyd, Abram
Jess didn't want to leave Floyd alone, not with how badly he was hurt. She wished she had a gun right now.
"I don't want to leave you," she told him. "But I understand. I'll listen to you. But please, be careful."
She hurried up the stairs, but stayed at the top within sight of the door. If anything happened to him...
Her heart was pounding in her throat. She held her breath as he opened the door. The black man was big and had a gun. What if he decided to attack? With Floyd hurt, would he be any match for the stranger?
If the man did attack Floyd, what would she do?
If he attached her Floyd, she'd make him regret it.
Her Floyd...
That was what he had become. He was her Floyd. He was her protector, her provider, her friend and would be her baby's father figure.
And he was the man she was falling in love with.
She was brought from her thoughts, and her blushing face, by the man answering Floyd.
He just wanted a place to stay for the night? That wasn't asking a lot. But what if he was just trying to get inside the house? Then when he saw what they had he would attack them.
But he did offer to empty his weapon. And he had food. Food was important because they didn't have much of it. She wondered if he had medical supplies too. Floyd was going to need some as he recovered.
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Katie - Laundry Room - Emma
Katie peered up at Emma. Her tummy did feel empty...
But no, she couldn't. Bull was locked up. He needed food too.
"Can we bring some to Bull?" she asked, her pleading eyes staring into Emma's.
In a short time Katie was bouncing happily up the stairs, a small roll with cheese in it I her hand. It wasn't much, but she didn't want to take too much from these people. They were strangers after all.
Emma followed behind her, telling her to slow down and that they had to be quick in case someone came along.
Katie threw open the door. "Bull! I'm here! I brought you-!" her excited words were cut off when she saw a man there with Bull. He did not look nice.
"Where is Tyler?"
Katie frowned and stomped towards the man. "Don't talk about my daddy," she said, well more like demanded. "He went away. Like my mommy did."
She was angry at this man for making her remember. She looked at Bull, tugging on his arm. "Bull? Are you okay? Bull?" she frowned up at the man. "Don't you hurt Bull. He didn't do anything bad."
Emma came forward, trying to stop her from talking. Emma was afraid of this man.
Katie stuck her chin out stubbornly. "Who are you?" she asked. "Why are you being scary? It's not nice."
Jess didn't want to leave Floyd alone, not with how badly he was hurt. She wished she had a gun right now.
"I don't want to leave you," she told him. "But I understand. I'll listen to you. But please, be careful."
She hurried up the stairs, but stayed at the top within sight of the door. If anything happened to him...
Her heart was pounding in her throat. She held her breath as he opened the door. The black man was big and had a gun. What if he decided to attack? With Floyd hurt, would he be any match for the stranger?
If the man did attack Floyd, what would she do?
If he attached her Floyd, she'd make him regret it.
Her Floyd...
That was what he had become. He was her Floyd. He was her protector, her provider, her friend and would be her baby's father figure.
And he was the man she was falling in love with.
She was brought from her thoughts, and her blushing face, by the man answering Floyd.
He just wanted a place to stay for the night? That wasn't asking a lot. But what if he was just trying to get inside the house? Then when he saw what they had he would attack them.
But he did offer to empty his weapon. And he had food. Food was important because they didn't have much of it. She wondered if he had medical supplies too. Floyd was going to need some as he recovered.
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Katie - Laundry Room - Emma
Katie peered up at Emma. Her tummy did feel empty...
But no, she couldn't. Bull was locked up. He needed food too.
"Can we bring some to Bull?" she asked, her pleading eyes staring into Emma's.
In a short time Katie was bouncing happily up the stairs, a small roll with cheese in it I her hand. It wasn't much, but she didn't want to take too much from these people. They were strangers after all.
Emma followed behind her, telling her to slow down and that they had to be quick in case someone came along.
Katie threw open the door. "Bull! I'm here! I brought you-!" her excited words were cut off when she saw a man there with Bull. He did not look nice.
"Where is Tyler?"
Katie frowned and stomped towards the man. "Don't talk about my daddy," she said, well more like demanded. "He went away. Like my mommy did."
She was angry at this man for making her remember. She looked at Bull, tugging on his arm. "Bull? Are you okay? Bull?" she frowned up at the man. "Don't you hurt Bull. He didn't do anything bad."
Emma came forward, trying to stop her from talking. Emma was afraid of this man.
Katie stuck her chin out stubbornly. "Who are you?" she asked. "Why are you being scary? It's not nice."
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Jessalyn - House - Floyd, Abram
Jessalyn woke when she heard Floyd's voice. She moaned in protest, pressing her face more into his chest. "Five more minutes," she said in a muffled voice. Just five more minutes of laying there, pretending...
The knock at the door made her eyes fly open. She tensed and gasped, her arms clutching Floyd for dear life. No more. They couldn't take any more raiders or attacks. Not with Floyd injured.
Jessalyn got up. It was difficult, but she managed to help Floyd up too. Her back hurt and she pressed a hand against it to relieve some of the pressure. Creeping forward, she looked out the window cautiously.
"It's a man," she told Floyd. "He has a car. And a gun. He's big."
She looked back at Floyd with wide eyes. "What do we do?" she asked, having complete confidence in whatever he said. She trusted him with both her life and her unborn child. He would know what to do and she would listen.
Jess didn't bother to deny the fact that she was terrified. The last stranger who had come around had hurt Floyd badly, had nearly killed him. Her eyes went to the body that was still laying where it had fallen. She winced and turned away, her mouth watering a little. This was not the time to throw up.
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Katie - Blanket Fortress - Emma
A loud bang made Katie scream and go back under her blanket nest.
Loud bangs meant guns. Guns meant killing.
Or had the monsters come back? Had they followed her to the strange place? Were they going to get her like they had gotten her daddy?
The blanket whimpered and shook like there was a puppy inside. The blanket moved until it was in Emma's lap.
Jessalyn woke when she heard Floyd's voice. She moaned in protest, pressing her face more into his chest. "Five more minutes," she said in a muffled voice. Just five more minutes of laying there, pretending...
The knock at the door made her eyes fly open. She tensed and gasped, her arms clutching Floyd for dear life. No more. They couldn't take any more raiders or attacks. Not with Floyd injured.
Jessalyn got up. It was difficult, but she managed to help Floyd up too. Her back hurt and she pressed a hand against it to relieve some of the pressure. Creeping forward, she looked out the window cautiously.
"It's a man," she told Floyd. "He has a car. And a gun. He's big."
She looked back at Floyd with wide eyes. "What do we do?" she asked, having complete confidence in whatever he said. She trusted him with both her life and her unborn child. He would know what to do and she would listen.
Jess didn't bother to deny the fact that she was terrified. The last stranger who had come around had hurt Floyd badly, had nearly killed him. Her eyes went to the body that was still laying where it had fallen. She winced and turned away, her mouth watering a little. This was not the time to throw up.
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Katie - Blanket Fortress - Emma
A loud bang made Katie scream and go back under her blanket nest.
Loud bangs meant guns. Guns meant killing.
Or had the monsters come back? Had they followed her to the strange place? Were they going to get her like they had gotten her daddy?
The blanket whimpered and shook like there was a puppy inside. The blanket moved until it was in Emma's lap.
I am present, just waiting for the other half of my collab post to finish his part.
Alyce took the Beretta, but she didn't really know how to shoot. She had never really handled a gun before. She supposed it was pretty simple, point and pull the trigger.
When he said he'd been on his own for a while she nodded. "So have I," she replied. "I imagine a lot of people have. But it's more difficult for you, being out here instead of inside surrounded by people."
As they got closer to the wall she got quieter. She didn't want to draw anything to them, either infected or otherwise.
She wondered if Matt was a member of the fireflies, or perhaps a smuggler. And if he was, as a city worker, she had a duty to report him.
But would she? Did she even want to?
Whoever or whatever he was, he had helped her when he hadn't been required to. He could have just passed on by and left her to her fate. She owed him her life and at the very least to keep his presence a secret.
They spotted some more people running about here and there, scavengers or smugglers. Did Matt know any of them? Would they bother Matt and Alyce? Try to rob them? Or would they just continue on their way?
When he said he'd been on his own for a while she nodded. "So have I," she replied. "I imagine a lot of people have. But it's more difficult for you, being out here instead of inside surrounded by people."
As they got closer to the wall she got quieter. She didn't want to draw anything to them, either infected or otherwise.
She wondered if Matt was a member of the fireflies, or perhaps a smuggler. And if he was, as a city worker, she had a duty to report him.
But would she? Did she even want to?
Whoever or whatever he was, he had helped her when he hadn't been required to. He could have just passed on by and left her to her fate. She owed him her life and at the very least to keep his presence a secret.
They spotted some more people running about here and there, scavengers or smugglers. Did Matt know any of them? Would they bother Matt and Alyce? Try to rob them? Or would they just continue on their way?
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