~The Survivors~·-·Semi-Advanced·-·Jump-in

ooc:happy new year!

Tyler didn't know what to do. He wanted to say something but the words just caught in his throat. He saw Jixie look away, realizing how much it must hurt her to see her sister like that. He wouldn't have been able to do it, He hadn't been able to do it. Tyler let out a shaky breath,
"Your not insane just brave," He finally managed, "So, you cut off her hands? Smart move I suppose. What do you plan on doing with her?"
He couldn't help but think it was a little bit crazy to keep a zombie as a sibling. 'Maybe their fun to play with.' He thought then scolded himself for making a joke out of it. He got to his feet taking a few steps closer to the zombie. He'd never been so close to one that he wasn't planning on killing. It made him jittery all his sense were screaming DANGER but he ignored them, maybe that wasn't a good idea. He had to at leafs hear Jixie out. See how she dealt with this thing. He took another step closer to the Zombie until he was standing right next to Jixie. He examined it, he could only imagine how thin the kid was when she was alive. He was tempted to lift the bag, but going even remotely closer or near its mouth seemed beyond stupid. He winced once more, this girl reminded him too much of before. He dropped his eyes to the ground, he didn't want to look any more. He regretting even asking. Though he would have asked eventually best to get it out of the way.

Grinning wildly and in an insane sort of way he replied, "You're just giving me more ideas." Deciding to answer her question he said, " In the order you asked: Well I already told you my name is Blake. I come from Alabama. Had a mom, a dad, and a sister before all of this happened. They were all infected. As for who I've killed, well lot's of people, but only people who really deserved it like child molesters and people who talk in theater. I came here because I started walking and this is where I ended up. Maybe I came to meet you, and I fancy myself pretty dandy with a fishing pole. Prefer a bow myself and prefer deer to fish, but i can make due."

Tyler felt the guilt creep up on him once again. Should he tell her? He wasn't dure her wanted anyone too know. She had told him about her story, he might as well tell her about his. He sighed,
"It's a long story" He said simply.
He found another box, one no containing a zombie sibling, and sat down on it. He had always been good at tell stories, but this was no story. He looked down his hands, he could almost see the blood on his hands. he folded them in his pockets. He looked up at the sky the sun was setting and it was getting cold. Might as well tell her now. get it over with.
"When the virus first got free, my parents were out of town, so it was just myself and my brothers; Kyle, and Tom. Everything was going fine, until an old friend of mine showed up, She needed and I couldn't turn her down. What she didn't meantion was she had gotten bitten. By the time we figured it out, it was too late. She turned, and while we were trying to fight off, Tom got bitten then kyle and I get injured. Kyle's wound got infected and died. I was lucky I didn't my arm wasn't as bad as his."
as he said so he stretched out his right arm, it was stiff from the nerve damage that he had done to fix it, but that was another story. Tyler sighed, this next part was the worst.
"Tom . . . I killed him."
He got quiet. He thought back to that very moment, the gun in his hands and tom's lifeless body. he didn't even give him a proper sent off, not for Kyle either. He just brunt the bodies and left. That was it. He felt so heartless, so cruel, but he didn't even try to save them.

The feeling of anouther human so close to him shocked him. He'd missed it, longed for someone to be there with him. He wrapped his arms around Jixie, he let his head rest on her shoulder. He felt safe if only for a moment. It felt right to be with someone again, even if it was someone he'd only met moments before. He let out a sigh. When he finally pulled away he felt all fuzzy inside, it was a weird feeling but a content one. Tyler couldn't help but smile, for the first time in a long time he felt like belonged some where,
"Thank you"

occ: their ontop of the roof correct?
ic:

Tyler smiled and accepted the blanket and pillow. He slid off the crate, and step up his make shift bed which really just was him wrapped in a blanket leaning against the crate with a pillow tucked behind his head. He didn't like to sleep lying down, he felt to expose and unprepared.
"Night, cya bright an early." He muttered as he felt himself slowly drifting off to sleep.
It didn't take long for him to drift off into a light sleep. He was still aware of everything around him yet he was ignoring all of it.

Blake smiled softly and said, "Yeah I got 'em all. And no it didn't eat me alive," and all of a sudden is emotions reached his eyes. There was pain and loss, but the kind that had been felt and dealt with. The kind felt by those who have moved on. There was also happiness and content. The wild smile came back and he unzipped his hoodie. "This is gonna be a wild ride... I'm so excited. You were in Alcatraz... we're gonna get along just fine!"

"Eh, what happens happens. I'm not going to try and change what can't be changed. If grief consumes me so be it, but right now I am fine." Blake said. "So how about that shack?"

"Good, then we should get there in a couple of hours," Blake responded.

~Leafy~ wrote:

[justify]Ooc: Yep, a roof

Ic: Jixie watched him drift to sleep and smiled while covering up. She shivered in the cold before laying down. Her left eye was trained to stay open while she slept. She suddenly remembered what she had to do before she went to bed. Jixie groaned and got up. She walked over to the rats and called for her sister. The shuffling thing came out and tugged on it's rope. Jixie pulled the bag off of her head and looked at her sister. She let a tear fall as she watched her sister grab the rat in her teeth. Jixie nodded and put the bag over her sisters head. She finally yawned and climbed under the old blankets she used. Closing her eyes she drifted asleep.

(Timeskip)[/justify]

'Cah! Cah!' Tyler jumped up, woken by the noise, He yanked out his gun. The barrel was aimed at a crow. He growled and the placed the gun back in his belt. He found a piece of broken cement then turned toward the crow once more. got into a baseball pitchers position, waited for a moment, then took a step forward and the broken cement fly. It hit the bird almost squarely in the chest. Winded the bird plummeted to the streets below. Tyler rushed over to the side of the roof to see if it would hit the ground, It did only to be near immediately devoured by the walkers. He cringed at the sight of them eating, it was a ghastly sight. He backed away from the edge no longer wanting to witness it; though even after seeing this disgusting display he still found his stomach growling, hunger himself. He looked over to the stack of beans, he wanted to open one and chow down, but he didn't want to eat without Jixie.
He shivered it was could up here, he wondered why Jixie had moved to a different location by now. A warmer one at that. He looked around the roof, there was no door to get into the floors below, but maybe he could lower himself to a window, and take a look on the inside. Maybe. He'd had enough of risking his life for now. He glanced down at the blanket and pillow he had used. He bent over and picked them up then went over to the crate he'd seen Jixie take them out of and returned them. As he moved he could feel the early mourning wind chilling him to the bone. He frowned, maybe he should have considered picking a jacket when he was in the hospital.