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Alright. That's all I was wondering :) Have a good sleep.
How long are we going to wait?
So will we just be continuing as normal until we get some sort of word from Sly...?
Alrighty. Maybe I can do something productive like make a short comic..... Unfortunately by idea bucket is empty
Chloe let out a yawn after Isabella had left, stretching out her arms before she looked back down at Josef. He didn’t look like as much of a corpse any more. Although still rather pale, he wasn’t as white as he had been during the surgery and that made her feel better. She may have been wrong about it and may have just been blinded by hope but that was all she had left. She let out a sigh and slowly put her hand down on his shoulder, like he had done before. Now that there was no one around to see, she felt comfortable doing something like that, especially with Josef out cold.
As she began to hear voices and footsteps coming closer she pulled her hand away and put them in her lap instead. She smiled as Isabella entered the room with an older woman. She took the glass and carefully sipped on it, licking her lips at the sweet taste. The woman said something to her, but she wasn’t quite sure what it meant so she simply smiled and nodded to her as it seemed friendly enough. Very quickly her concentration went back to her drink. She was so thirsty she wanted to slam it down but instead took careful sips, savouring the taste.
Chloe smiled a bit at her and nodded to her question. “I’m starving.” She said, “I can’t wait to actually eat some real food.” She would have helped but was afraid that she would just get in the way, and she didn’t want to take her eyes off of Josef. After she left, Chloe let out another sigh and took a sip of her juice. “Josef..” She mumbled softly. She wanted to be reassured by someone that everything would be okay.
As she began to hear voices and footsteps coming closer she pulled her hand away and put them in her lap instead. She smiled as Isabella entered the room with an older woman. She took the glass and carefully sipped on it, licking her lips at the sweet taste. The woman said something to her, but she wasn’t quite sure what it meant so she simply smiled and nodded to her as it seemed friendly enough. Very quickly her concentration went back to her drink. She was so thirsty she wanted to slam it down but instead took careful sips, savouring the taste.
Chloe smiled a bit at her and nodded to her question. “I’m starving.” She said, “I can’t wait to actually eat some real food.” She would have helped but was afraid that she would just get in the way, and she didn’t want to take her eyes off of Josef. After she left, Chloe let out another sigh and took a sip of her juice. “Josef..” She mumbled softly. She wanted to be reassured by someone that everything would be okay.
Alright. Haha This whole me not sleeping thing is not helping with boredom XD
Sorry my post is so short this time... I wasn't sure what else to add....If you want me to try and add more, let me know.
(With Joan and the tattooed man, Nathan holding Josef up, Chloe carefully took off his shirt, to desperate to help to admire the magnificent body before her. She had folded it over her arm, the arm closest to Joan and followed after them. As she ran around the house, she had flung the shirt over her shoulder in order to give her arms freedom of movement. Momentarily she wondered where her jacket was but figured it was just in the back of the truck. Well, at least it wasn’t in the middle of town like her axe and Josef’s bat and guns.)
Chloe smiled back at Isabella and nodded, “My name is Chloe.” She responded, “And I would love some juice." she added, an obvious tone of relief in her voice. She was glad that this girl was much friendlier. Finally she took the bloody shirt off of her shoulder and folded it up, placing it on the bedside table. Hadn’t the doctor said he was going to wash his stuff? Perhaps she could ask him to wash Josef’s shirt along with it? She shook her head; perhaps that would be too much to ask of him. Again, when she had the chance she would ask.
Chloe smiled back at Isabella and nodded, “My name is Chloe.” She responded, “And I would love some juice." she added, an obvious tone of relief in her voice. She was glad that this girl was much friendlier. Finally she took the bloody shirt off of her shoulder and folded it up, placing it on the bedside table. Hadn’t the doctor said he was going to wash his stuff? Perhaps she could ask him to wash Josef’s shirt along with it? She shook her head; perhaps that would be too much to ask of him. Again, when she had the chance she would ask.
When the doctor asked if they were her friends she shook her head, “Nope. I met Joan and Josef just before you did. I have never met these people.” She was hesitant to leave the back of the truck considering the welcoming party they had received. Before she left the truck she put her jacket over Josef to shield him from the cold morning air. She jumped out and glanced over at the swearing man who was now vomiting because of the blood. Considering the world they were now living in, he wouldn’t be much help at all.
Letting out a sigh she walked beside Joan. Her eyes widened when the doctor began to yell at Joan and she took a step forward. “Hey, step off! If it wasn’t for her, you would still be in that truck surrounded by the dead.” She let out a sigh and put her hand on her head, “I’m sorry for yelling. I just don’t think that this is the time to be getting angry at each other. We have bigger things to worry about.” She didn’t like yelling at people, but it didn’t feel right that the doctor was blaming the man’s reaction to their appearance on Joan.
She followed the doctor to listen to his instructions on how to treat Josef. She wasn’t sure why he was telling her this, considering Joan was closer to him but she let it pass. Her eyes wandered over all of the drugs and antibiotics that he was laying out. She could hardly differentiate between them, aside from the color and the names that were on the exact same type of bottle; names that she probably would be unable to pronounce. Fortunately the doctor explained everything to her in very simple terms, mostly regarding the color of the drugs or the outward appearance of what she needed.
She nodded and watched as he placed the bags on the seat for her to take. “I’ll go help them first, but I’ll come back for these as soon as we get Josef in bed.” She began walking towards the group before she stopped, “Oh and doc. If you ever want to sleep in the house, I’ll swap with you.” She gave him a smile before running over to the group. It was the least she could offer to him and although he didn’t trust them yet, maybe that would change. She just hoped that he would stick around. He was more useful than she could ever be.
She headed over to the tattooed man and softly spoke. “I can help carry him upstairs if you’re not up for it.” Josef was covered in blood after all and considering his initial reaction, it was probably really hard for him to be near him. If he took her offer she would take his place in carrying Josef up to the bedroom, but even if he didn’t, she would follow very close after them, making sure that they made it up to the room without a problem.
As soon as they got him up and onto the bed, Chloe ran back downstairs and scooped up all of the antibiotics, running right back up to the bedroom. There was a moment of confusion when she wondered how she was going to hang the bag but an idea quickly came to her. She ran around the house before she found a tall floor lamp and unplugged it, bringing it up to the room. Grabbing a metal coat hanger she bent and twisted it until she could hang it from the lamp with the bag hanging on the hook. She managed to put it into his good arm and got it to start dripping.
When all was said and done she sat down in a chair and read over the instructions the doctor had given her. After she was done reading she sat there and watched over the sleeping Josef. She knew that she had to share the instructions with Joan as well but she felt unwilling to leave the beside, just in case something happened. “Wake up soon…” She mumbled, though she wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. He would be in a lot of pain if he woke up too soon after the amputation.
Letting out a sigh she walked beside Joan. Her eyes widened when the doctor began to yell at Joan and she took a step forward. “Hey, step off! If it wasn’t for her, you would still be in that truck surrounded by the dead.” She let out a sigh and put her hand on her head, “I’m sorry for yelling. I just don’t think that this is the time to be getting angry at each other. We have bigger things to worry about.” She didn’t like yelling at people, but it didn’t feel right that the doctor was blaming the man’s reaction to their appearance on Joan.
She followed the doctor to listen to his instructions on how to treat Josef. She wasn’t sure why he was telling her this, considering Joan was closer to him but she let it pass. Her eyes wandered over all of the drugs and antibiotics that he was laying out. She could hardly differentiate between them, aside from the color and the names that were on the exact same type of bottle; names that she probably would be unable to pronounce. Fortunately the doctor explained everything to her in very simple terms, mostly regarding the color of the drugs or the outward appearance of what she needed.
She nodded and watched as he placed the bags on the seat for her to take. “I’ll go help them first, but I’ll come back for these as soon as we get Josef in bed.” She began walking towards the group before she stopped, “Oh and doc. If you ever want to sleep in the house, I’ll swap with you.” She gave him a smile before running over to the group. It was the least she could offer to him and although he didn’t trust them yet, maybe that would change. She just hoped that he would stick around. He was more useful than she could ever be.
She headed over to the tattooed man and softly spoke. “I can help carry him upstairs if you’re not up for it.” Josef was covered in blood after all and considering his initial reaction, it was probably really hard for him to be near him. If he took her offer she would take his place in carrying Josef up to the bedroom, but even if he didn’t, she would follow very close after them, making sure that they made it up to the room without a problem.
As soon as they got him up and onto the bed, Chloe ran back downstairs and scooped up all of the antibiotics, running right back up to the bedroom. There was a moment of confusion when she wondered how she was going to hang the bag but an idea quickly came to her. She ran around the house before she found a tall floor lamp and unplugged it, bringing it up to the room. Grabbing a metal coat hanger she bent and twisted it until she could hang it from the lamp with the bag hanging on the hook. She managed to put it into his good arm and got it to start dripping.
When all was said and done she sat down in a chair and read over the instructions the doctor had given her. After she was done reading she sat there and watched over the sleeping Josef. She knew that she had to share the instructions with Joan as well but she felt unwilling to leave the beside, just in case something happened. “Wake up soon…” She mumbled, though she wasn’t sure if that was a good idea. He would be in a lot of pain if he woke up too soon after the amputation.
I feel like I should wait for the doctor to post
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