ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʜᴀs ᴀ ᴄᴏɴsᴇǫᴜᴇɴᴄᴇ [ᴘʀɪᴠᴀᴛᴇ ᴡɪᴛʜ ᴛᴇssᴀ ♥]

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[fancypost bgcolor=white; border:none; border-top:2px solid black; width:350px; height:150px; overflow:hidden; padding:5px; margin-top:5px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:350px; height:150px; overflow:auto; padding:0px; padding-right:22px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:350px; min-height:150px; padding:0px; text-align:justify; font-size:11.5px; color:#000; font-family:arial narrow; line-height:100%;]David only listened closely as Deanna spoke to him about a very sensitive subject that concerned his best mate Christopher. Now that boy was becoming a mess and David didn’t know how to help it since it was all moving so damn quickly. All he could do was watch as the blonde haired young adult walked around the small shop, looking at the cans of what they had managed to store or playing with an unloaded gun as though it were a toy, pulling the trigger several times and flinching every time he heard the click. David had tried and confronted his friend about it but only ever was responded to with nods or fidgety hand gestures and broken up sentences.

It was quite disturbing really and it often left David backing away or sending that male off to go and barricade the doors a little bit more since ‘I saw a few holes in it last time I was on watch’. It often gave this strange acting man something to do and kept him from playing with his gun a little bit more. David watched as Deanna moved in close to whisper this information and narrowed his doughy brown eyes a little bit in suspicion and sudden defense. “He’s not sick if that’s what you’re wondering. And he’s not crazy if you even wanted to suspect that, he’s just shaken is all” he insisted, shaking his head as though to dismiss all of these thoughts before it got out of hand.

As the girl in front of him began to speak about how she viewed herself and everybody in the group and felt a sudden rush of relief that she in fact felt this way. It meant that she was more human than he at first perceived her as. Following this rush he also felt warmth dwelling inside him at the fact that she was so excited to head on out onto this scavenger. It was good to know that he wasn’t the only one who wanted to get out and run around for a bit. His muscles began to ache unconsciously when he realized that he hadn’t been on a proper run in ages. The only runs he had done included running towards his station, running to collect a gun off of somebody or running around to see what Karlee had in store for him. David played with the flap of his jacket and nodded several times before watching Deanna run off to Benny, looking at her as she spoke with Benny in that small sort of way of speaking they had between one another. Gosh how he admired their way of communicating.

When he saw an understanding, David ducked underneath the barricade where a flap was which was often kept locked in case of a break in from the dead. Lucky for him he hardly ever locked it when he was on watch since he hated the feeling of being locked in and kept from the outside. But before David completely followed Deanna’s blonde head, the male stalked over to a crack in the small building, finding the weapons stash and fishing out whatever set of blades he could because sadly all guns were either kept with Karlee or on the persons of Deanna or Benny.

In the end, David Sharpe managed to fish out a machete looking blade and what looked to be a mini pickax Chris had found while raiding a nearby hunting cabin. It had a yellow grip and two sharp looking blades which no doubt were supposed to be used to climb mountains and keep its owners safe from falling. It wasn’t much, but it sure as hell could dig deep into the skull of one of the dead. In the time that they all had been involved in this apocalypse, David and the others had learnt that the head was the weak point of any walker since the brain seemed to be the place where all activity was. This was all very gruesome to think about and sometimes David would hate himself for coming up with strategies on how to decapitate a corpse or give it enough damage so that it couldn’t move. Incapacitating walkers was a priority nowadays though. Set with his tools of destruction, David straightened up and stretched his neck slightly, being glad that adrenaline was returning to his body. Following the point where Deanna and Benny had wandered out to, David chuckled under his breath when he realized that Deanna was probably the cause of this small hole. Her and her ways of breaking free of the group always left him highly amused. But that was just her and he’d grown used to it. He’d done that with most of the group.

David sucked in a breath and moved through this exit, looking around the beginning of the forest which surrounded them and letting out a small whistle of amazement. “I could never imagine such danger surrounding us in such a beautiful place. Honestly that just shows how fucked up our surroundings have become” he sighed out, swinging the mini pickax to rest on his shoulder and stepping closer into the vast amount of space and trees. But then it hit him, the stench of what was hiding around them. It had only been a few seconds and already David’s mood was depleting from excited to disgust. Bloody dead. For now David tried to keep him chin up and directed his attention to the siblings who were already in lead. “Don’t let that thought ruin our little adventure of course. Onward” he whispered, stepping further in so that he was standing directly behind them, moving his head around with simple turns of his neck to look up at the tree tops or down at little ditches that littered the terrain they were now walking on. If he fell through one of those then that would be embarrassing and would probably give him a one way ticket home for childish behavior and a lack of attention of his surroundings. Pity, the ground David walked on must have once been so lush with greenery and maybe even a few squirrels.

Next, all they had to do was head in one direction where they could only guess held a collection of unlocked convenience stores or even bars if David remembered the area clear enough. Biting at the inside of his cheek, the brunette’s left hand found its way into the pocket of his dark colored hoodie, playing with an empty wrapper of what had been a muesli bar. Ah, when he actually had something to eat. Now that made him feel guilty of taking it then and not savoring it for when he was incredibly hungry. But of course there was no point in sulking about it, only room for looking for something to replace the hunger that was slowly developing in the pit of his stomach.

“Do you think the walkers ever pick up something and try eating it if they don’t find living, warm, fleshy meat? They probably act like animals… wonder if they ever try eating themselves or each other…” he brought up his thoughts in a hushed tone, very aware of the possibility of the walkers walking towards them. There were five of them spread out in the forest ahead of them, but perhaps not in range of hearing them. That is of course if they were lucky enough. Even if they did start wandering towards him, Deanna and Benny, David would be more than ready to incapacitate them without hesitation. Yet the thought of possible silence was going to kill him. It even made him feel itchy.
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But what struck David most was how Benny was up for humoring him with his small statement over just what walkers were able to eat and what they weren’t attracted to. “AH yes! Somebody who understands. See, we could use it to our advantage. But, there’s only like a 30% chance that they would even hunger for that sort of thing. So really we just might die in the experimental phase, bugger” David huffed, fluffing up the back of his hair out of habit, never liking it to look all that smooth. But as he did this he pulled away his hand to find a little bit more dust, pissing him off ever so slightly since that meant he wasn’t clean. He kept his complaints to himself and looked at Benny with curious eyes, knowing full well that this kid sure knew how to be a great strategist if he set his mind to it, though… he still had much to learn. Adding Deanna and Benny to their gang had been a good call and he was glad that Karlee had taken them in for there were other times where Karlee had turned away fellow survivors because of that possibility of them being infected or using them for their supplies, maybe even stealing them. For now, David was glad about their current situation even if Christopher was going over the edge and Deanna had a small set of anger issues.

David began to hum like always yet was cut short when he heard the small sound of a trigger being pulled followed by the thump of a walker’s body hitting the floor. Immediately his eyes went to Deanna since he knew that there was nobody else who could land such a well-placed shot. Honestly, that was yet another thing he admired. But when he caught wind of that smirk David rolled his eyes and looked down at his feet as though he hadn’t watched that shot being fired. There was nothing worse than giving somebody satisfaction for something they did knowing how it would make you feel afterwards, yet it wasn’t a negative feeling. It confused David since he was supposed to be disliking somebody who constantly made fun of you or basically wanted to end your life.

So David had to look out for the walkers and Deanna, fantastic. His attention to his thought train was disrupted when he heard Benny’s tease, his eyes widening with immediate embarrassment and surprise at what he had to say. At first he laughed since wow he must be joking right? “Deanna and I getting along? You have worse eyes than a walker Benny, sorry to say mate” he began, chuckling under his breath but then being stopped yet again. Because of this addition to Benny’s original statement, David stumbled over an extended tree root in the ground beneath him and had to grab hold of Benny before that lad ran off. Even when that boy ran off David had to find his balance once again. That was embarrassing.

“I-I… Benny get your ass over here” Andrew hissed, picking up the pace and avoiding whatever roots he could to avoid being a clown once more. Now the only vibes which David was getting off of Deanna who was in front of them, busy with her pistol and trying to find places to break in with. That was something he should have been doing instead of worrying himself with the ideas that Benny was giving him to haunt his mind. Really this was what was going to mess him up when they were confronted with the dead. Dammit. What Benny said left him playing with his hair once again, wondering whether or not he and Deanna could ever get along the way Benny had imagined. Not bloody likely given the circumstances they constantly put themselves in. But not everybody’s relationship was sunshine and smiles, there were bumps in the road and such.

What he and Deanna had now was worrying since who knows, one day Deanna could just snap- Best not to go down that isle… David stuck his tongue out and continued on his way, fingers wrapping around the pickax he held in his hand, ready for any possibility of breaking something open or butchering a walker. He walked up to Deanna and paid no mind to Benny in case he too sent a smirk over to him. Taking a small breath, the male stood a little way off from the siblings and peered around Benny and over to Deanna who was busy looking out at the buildings which held their supplies. "So close yet so far... which one do you want to try first? Right about now safest bet is the one with food.. but then again that could slow us down for when we move onto the next building. Maybe medical crap first?" he suggested carefully, careful to trigger Deanna's snaps and careful not to raise his voice so that nearby dead could hear him.

David bit his cheek and waited for the answer, picking up the sight of another walker off in the streets of the buildings, its head bent at an awkward angle which left David cringing. How could they walk around with their heads basically about to fall off, their jaws broken or their ribs hanging out? It was disgusting and David hated them for that. Their tongues lolling out made him feel sick to his stomach and instinctively he rose a hand to cover his nose and mouth to block out everything he hated, this including his sense of smell and even that possibility of bringing up bile.
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Though, when Benny addressed Deanna as David’s alpha, David narrowed his eyes playfully and reached over to push the young adult further in front of him with a gentle push, but only barely brushing his fingertips against the survivors back since he had run off before he could do anything. Gosh, he really couldn’t keep a straight face when Benny started teasing him like that. So much for wanting to seem professional on this little hunt of theirs. Oh well, this was the true David and right now he was excited to head on and do something good for himself and his group. Hearing about how Benny saw Deanna acting differently, more aggressive, David had to wonder about that, but kept his mouth closed.

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The brown haired survivor felt his warm breath hit his hand as he covered himself from the scent of a walker lying on the ground besides the first building the group had decided to break into. “Honestly… it smells worse than the college bathrooms back home” he grumbled to himself, fighting off the urge to start reminiscing about his past and those who he left behind. There was no justice to it and David only meant for something to compare it to, too bad it had to do with THAT topic. He shook his head as though to dismiss any thoughts he was currently having and instead replaced it with thoughts of what to grab first. Bandages, pills, rubbing alcohol… just anything to keep themselves well enough to make it through a week if they got hurt.

As he waited for Deanna to open the door, David peered around the side of the building to make sure nothing was sneaking up on them or if there was a possibility. All he saw was a dot in the distance that looked like a swaying zombie. Didn’t look like it would affect them yet. A flicker of hope went by David’s eyes when he heard the click of the door followed by Deanna confirming that the coast was clear. Instantly he followed, turning around on the heel of his shoes just to make sure before bursting through and looking around at the turned over counters and tarnished posters. It looked like somebody had gone through with their own hurricane, but for once, it looked like quite a few things were still there.

David nodded quite a few times when Deanna let out that small chant, looking around and smiling weakly, half in shock half in excitement. “For once I don’t hate our chances” he said, allowing his shoulders to relax and his grip on his weapons to loosen, now just about ready to waltz around the store and store whatever he could in whatever pockets his clothes could produce. He raised a hand up to touch at some poster warning kids about the dangers of taking too many pills, suddenly absentminded as he processed their current situation. What broke him out of this trance was Benny’s sudden bound towards another room and what seemed to be a very pissy Deanna, what else was new? Well there Benny went, running into another room and leaving him alone with the queen of snappiness. David rolled his eyes playfully and head further into the building, passing by Deanna without another word and picking up an empty box which had held birth control pills. “Good to see that women had their priorities straight in an apocalypse” he uttered under his breath, passing up an aspirated smile and a shake of his head. David tossed the white box to the side and reached further up one of the shelves so that he could reach for a jar of vitamins which had been collecting dust on its lid.

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David’s eyes snapped to what Deanna was holding and it made him instantly interested. “Come on, Vitamin D is very important considering how shitty the sky looks nowadays” he huffed, pocketing the jar of pills and running his fingers through his brown locks, licking his lips subconsciously as Deanna broke that bar in half. Today was going okay so far, nobody had been in danger of the walkers, they had managed to get to a well-supplied area, David got to stretch his legs and there weren’t too many arguments. Now look at that, there was chocolate.

“At this rate Ms Ruth, you just might be on your way onto becoming my favorite person” David sang, snatching up his half and acting as though it was a treasure. To him, this would lift his spirits and make him incredibly happy for once, not just that ‘fake’ happiness he displayed with his puns and jokes, but a real genuine thing. With this he let off a gentle smile and bit into it, savoring it and moving about. David kept his eyes on Deanna as she spoke a little bit more, the idea of sharing their memories leaving him feeling fuzzy inside. This meant that hey, Deanna was sharing for once and that was such a good feeling. Yet that changed when she brought up how things got worse. Didn’t everything get worse nowadays? That was what made life so unbearable sometimes and David hated the fact that people received that treatment. Without a doubt, David always felt protective of those who had been through such crap in their lives. But for now he kept silent since he could hear the youngest of the three burst into the room with quite a bit in his hands and what looked to be a pastry in his mouth. Typical that he would have a lot more luck with heading off someplace else. But for once David and Deanna were getting along nicely and he couldn’t really complain, it was a nice feeling to feel mutual for just a bit.

David eyed the bun which the kid was currently eating, narrowing his eyes and chuckling under his breath at his own thoughts, he was hungry but not that hungry. The male turned on the heel of his shoe once again to see if he missed anything before beginning to back out of the building once Benny began to lead the way. His eyes locked with Deanna’s blue ones for a minute as he processed her question before cracking out a small smirk, more than happy to move along. “After you then?” he teased lightly, keeping his back to the door so that he could wait for Deanna to leave. Once she did or began to walk out, David moved out of the door and stretched his arms above his head, keeping an eye out for Benny, his weapon back in his hands. David moved his arms in a certain way as he walked that showed that he was actually having a good time. His eyes however went over to the walker whom he had seen stumbling about earlier, making sure that it wasn’t anywhere too close to the group. That would suck if they were just swamped by these walking dead, ruining the mood. David had chocolate, he wasn’t going to ruin his mood. So right now, he focused on trying to walk towards that truck Benny had brought up. Hopefully it was full of some supplies that would boost their mood and luck so much higher.

“Let’s hope that they have more than water in there, honestly that would make my day” David whistled lightly, moving a little bit faster so that he could get a closer look at the automobile. It looked safe, well… as safe as a deserted truck could look really. Now all they had to do was check that nothing would sneak up on them. So far he couldn’t hear anything except the occasional groan coming from some building nearby. Such buildings were things which David noted he’d never walk towards. Really he didn’t have the strength to deal with any jumps cares. But then again, so far his entire life was full of them. Nether-the-less, David stalked around the streets and stopped in his walk to look back at Deanna and Benny, offering up a nervous sort of smile which was laced with hope and excitement towards just what they would find on this small hunt. For David this meant a shot at living for just a bit longer. “Who wants the honors of unlocking our present?” he asked, hands on his hips, gesturing to the truck with a small movement of his head.

David played with his sleeve as he looked around once again, feeling incredibly uneasy despite the fact that he should have been feeling excited and happy for their discovery. I mean… who knew what could be inside. There could be somebody living in there keeping away from the walkers, there could be empty crates, there could be dead animals! Or worse, but for now David didn’t let himself worry about that. Not one bit. “Unless you want me to? I mean… I’m feeling pretty adventurous” he whispered, stepping back a little bit so that he was all the more closer to the truck. As his thoughts ate away at his mind, he felt the dire need to reassure himself that he shouldn’t be feeling this way.[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]

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David narrowed his eyes in concentration and pulled hard against the door finding that the door itself was jammed, but not for long given the force he was giving the door. Sooner or later the door was opening and with a small clang the twin doors left a small gap for David to pull open with one of the sides of the sharp weapon. He took a deep breath and tensed himself up so that he was prepared for whatever he would find inside. His eyes squinted against the shadowed storage unit, stepping a little bit inside so that he could see using some sort of light that was filtering through the top of the truck thanks to what looked like bullet shots or something of the sort. “Hey guys it looks oka-“ David began, slowly lowering his weapon as the hope flooded into his eyes, after all he caught sight of what looked to be a pair of crates and some paper rolled up in the corner. But then that concentrated and happy smile left his face to be replaced with a look of absolute shock and immediate terror. What triggered this was the look of rotted face, its eyes hallowed out, its jaw snapping and its skin falling off in fleshy strips. Its arms were outstretched towards the survivor and a somewhat loud growl erupted from its stretched jaw followed by a sharp curse coming from Davids own lips.

At the time, all David could think of was that noise that resonated into a scream as he quickly pushed against the chest of this monster, its teeth snapping over and over again as David tried to resist against its hungry actions. “Definitely not a puppy!’ he hissed under his breath, fear taking over his usually warm brown eyes as he gritted his teeth with pressure and effort. All that he could think was how dangerously close those teeth were to his face and neck. He’d seen what these things did to people, first they would rip you to shreds taking whatever blood and flesh they could off of you as their own sick meal, kneeling over your body and devouring as much as possible.

Then in the next hour or so you’d end up like them, grey skinned and veiny, your teeth snapping the same way and an animalistic look to your entire being. That was something David never wanted to see happen to any of his fellow survivors. He’d seen it too much already to complete strangers and he’d been shocked, the very thought of seeing it again was something David wanted to dispose of as quickly as possible. He already knew how much he had fucked up just by being so loud, but he couldn’t help it and he knew how much trouble that would get him in. You try staying quiet as a zombie tries to bite your nose off, and not in the cute sort of way.

David managed to finally get the walker off course by giving it a violent push to the side, allowing it to lose its balance and stumble ever so slightly. Yet even with this it still tried its absolute best to try and take a tasty bite out of the side of his calf, its teeth snapping once again, sending what looked like black bodily fluids spitting from its cracked teeth. Just how long had this thing been in there for? It seemed so hungry and desperate. Maybe the thing had once been a survivor locked inside only to die from starvation or blood loss. But now was not the time to come up with a crazy story to justify why it was so grey and hollow looking. “Persistent little bastard aren’t you? You wanted this didn’t you? Well too fucking bad” he spat down at it before bringing his foot down onto the things head to throw it off course again, stomping on it several times so that he made a dent in its already weak cranium. Served the walker right. But David didn’t stop there since he had to make sure that it didn’t move again and surprise them. Sure he had already damaged the brain pretty badly, but you could never be too sure you know? It was over in a matter of a few more kicks to the point where David was lightly huffing and then looking at his pant leg. He scrunched his face up in disgust and looked up at Deanna, a wild look in his eyes.

“Bloody idiot got my pants dirty” he hissed, looking completely out of breath and a bewildered look across his face as though this was such a big deal. Really this was just him trying to make sense of how bloody close he was to being made dinner to this walker. This lasted for a few more seconds before he turned away and stalked into the trucks back, clearly pretty shaken and exhausted. His back disappeared into the dark storage unit and he calmed himself down by thinking about what he could find in there. He just scurried around in there for a bit to come out holding what seemed to be a can of mineral water, “Not exactly cola, but it’ll do” he said in an aspirated voice, tossing the aluminium over to either Benny or Deanna.

Right now he was bent on not catching Deanna eyes because he knew exactly how she had reacted to that stunt, the amount of noise… The noise. Crap. That was what made David move a lot faster as he rummaged around, stuffing his pockets with bars of who cares and packets of god knows what. With that, he jumped down and snapped his head around the area, now lowkey panicking since what the hell did he do. Now they had a little problem on their hands no doubt. There wasn’t anything to look out for just yet, but he had that weird feeling in his stomach which could only mean that the dead were coming. Something he didn’t want to hear or see.

There was definitely water in there, he had seem the reflective material of plastic. But did he dare waste them much more time for a possible intrusion of walkers? Right now… he just wanted to get away since he had that small feeling embarrassment and panic still building up inside of him. David bit back a sigh and backed back towards the entrance of the truck, rolling his eyes at his own misfortune then reaching round to pick up two by the tops, stumbling a little bit thanks to the adrenaline still running through his veins. Right now he had enough energy to run laps around a classic high school football field and he was more than ready to use it. David hated how much trouble he was in currently and had to make up for it somehow, so why not bring some water? He wouldn’t drink any of it, it could go to Dean and Benny or anybody else in the group. It was the least he could do for the stunt he’d just done. In terms of where he was going to stuff them… well he didn’t think the group would be thankful to him for stuffing it down his pants… so for now he just kept them in his hands. “Either you can pick up some of these as well, but- you know...” he whispered, fiercely looking towards the two.
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Now was not the time to feel guilty, now it was time to act. As David turned around on the spot to see the walkers which were no doubt closing in on them, he hummed under his breath in a way which would calm in down ever so slightly. But as he was moving around and about, the small sound of the click of a trigger made him jump. Deanna had begun shooting at any walkers that appeared too close to them. Things were beginning to get real and with that David jogged on the spot, waiting to back up Benny and Deanna once they began running. So this was their current situation, not how he imagined a day out. Once Deanna sprinted off in the opposite direction of the walkers, David expected Benny to do the same before bounding after them, breathing heavily thanks to the affect adrenaline had on him. David cursed under his breath when the sounds of the zombies hit him in waves, each one a different pitch or dragged out thanks to their torn off jaws. The ones without jaws were usually the easiest to avoid being bit by. But all the same it meant that they could scratch you and trigger the virus that way. But that was a slower way of turning. David had learnt over these months that the safest way to incapacitate a walker was by cutting off its arms and getting rid of its jaw. But who would want to keep one ‘breathing’?

When David looked up at where Deanna was in terms of how quickly she was running, David had to admit that she was a lot faster than he could ever hope to be. But then again, all David had done in his high school years was play basketball as an after school activity to keep himself from going mental from all the homework. It wasn’t that David was slow in running, he was fairly good at it and knew how to cover ground with ease using his legs as a push off. Walkers usually couldn’t catch up to him, yet there were always those walkers who were graced with wolf like speed. Bloody hell, why were the walkers given abilities? It was bad enough that they could turn you into one of them and could rip your flesh easily. David narrowed his eyes to concentrate, keeping himself from slowing down thanks to his way of thinking. The survivor stumbled a little bit when he caught sight of a walker making its way over to the little group, its arms flailing around the place, desperate to grab hold of the scent it was getting from these three young healthy adults. Sure they were malnourished, but there were still beating hearts inside them as well as blood coursing through their veins.

Quickly, David picked up the pace and stuck his tongue out at the walker who was closest to him. Of course this was dangerous, but he couldn’t keep his facial expression still. He knew he was quick, yet there was that terrible possibility of being eaten alive. He snapped his head back over to Deanna who was being kept busy with her shooting. “You guys should really give me a gun sometime! COULD MAKE THINGS EASIER! Know what I’m saying?” he shouted over, a tad bit of sarcasm in his voice since clearly this sort of predicament wouldn’t be happening if he had a more efficient weapon on him rather than a nearly blunt pickax and a few knives. Knives! That’s it. David moved his attention to that one zombie who had alarmed him merely seconds ago. It was a female with greying skin and wiry hair and he was sure that one of her eyes had been hacked to pieces. She had been through a lot in and out of her death, which was all that happened nowadays. David slipped one of his knives from his pockets and held it between his forefinger and thumb. He had been good at darts in the past, so why not apply this knowledge to killing off this wild thing.

Sucking in a sharp breath to steady himself, David spun the knife in his hand before letting it loose, the blade spinning in mid-air as it flew through it. In a matter of seconds it had been embedded in the beast’s forehead. It stumbled for a few steps before falling to its knees then crumbling to the floor. That was something the living shared with the dead, their brains were still their most vulnerable part. It was a grim thought and David did not wish to think of it further, instead jumping over a fallen crate and continuing his run. His brown eyes went over to an alleyway which led over to some desolated area where David believed there wasn’t any walkers. His mind worked in a few seconds before realizing that there might be a way to run around the buildings and towards the forests they had entered through. David looked back over to Deanna’s blonde head for a moment and then spoke up once again. “Deanna, Deanna, we have to find one of these alleyways to run through. They look empty and we can run through them towards the back way where we came in from!” he shouted over the noise of loud groans and hisses from the enemy around them.

David jumped to the side, quickly avoiding an outstretched pair of arms which belonged to another zombie. God what else could be trying to grab hold of David? It was never a pretty girl who wanted to give him her undivided attention… Times like that were over. Though, Deanna usually grabbed hold of him… just not in the nicest of ways. Usually to express her anger or hiss in his face about how bloody stupid he is or why he is a danger to them all. Oh yes, this was definitely the attention David wanted to get off of a girl. He totally dreamt of this back in college. But did David ever have a girlfriend? Once, didn’t turn out so well. Ahem, back to almost being eaten by zombies. Throwing another knife, David hissed in a triumphant breath before realizing that it had only managed to scrape the zombies shoulder. Well nobody was perfect, for now he had to focus on running.
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Ah, so they were taking a turn after all... Thank god, David really didn’t have the strength to keep running, especially when there were so many damn walkers just about ready to end his life. But David did not allow himself to relax just yet, that could very much so kill him if he slipped up his current attitude. His ears picked up Benny’s shout and soon he snapped his vision over to the male, having to narrow his eyes to make out the others face given the fact that right now adrenaline was clouding his senses, only allowing him to focus on his running. “Currently, my legs are just about ready to stop functioning…. But look at that! We just might get out of this” he shouted back over, now fretting over not having a weapon on hand to keep back the walkers. So… that meant he had to rely on Benny and Deanna, which sucked since it meant he was the one being protected. Though right now was not the time to bitch and whine, only to run and hope to see Chris once more. That man was already breaking apart no matter how much David denied it. Imagine what would happen if David disappeared, the mess that would get Chris in. Deanna already wanted to beat his head in as it was sometimes.

Right now he really wouldn’t mind being stuck in that tiny store where the tension was very high. Funny how that worked. There he could still be yelled at by Deanna and still be under threat by the walkers, just… things were a lot calmer over there. “Well Benny, hope you don’t mind me getting yelled at again” David hissed over to the younger survivor before picking up the pace just a little bit more so that he could reach this alleyway with ease. As the group moved down through the walls of this small space, David heard one walker run straight past the opening which confused the other blood thirsty creatures causing them to follow in pursuit. But there were still a few who could locate them so David didn’t let this give him false hope. Stiffly moving down this alleyway, David turned around on his heel every so often to look out for any walkers who could follow them through.

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David finally allowed himself to breathe heavily when the group managed to duck underneath a gap in the fences surrounding the small town space. The survivor ran his hands down his jacket to make sure that the supplies he had managed to snag were still with him. Yes, they were. He’d managed to take a few bottles of water, a few packets of rations and what looked to be a can of corn. It wasn’t much but it would boost the group’s supplies a little bit. He hadn’t yet seen what Benny and Deanna had scavenged so he kept the thought of more food in the back of his mind, truly hopeful for some light on their tough situation. David ran a hand through the front of his hair to remove it from his line of sight, the hair having moved in the worst of ways as he had run. For now he didn’t let this take over his entire mind, right now he was focused on getting the hell out of the forest and back inside the safety of ‘their’ store. He just hoped that Karlee and Chris had been okay on their own but also whether or not Karlee had minded that they had left without much word. Maybe she would be happy that they had worked together to get the supplies they needed, that is if she ignored that possibility of Deanna killing David once they got back.

Walking through the forest and over to the all too familiar sight of the isolate building, David kept his eyes off of Benny and Deanna, sort of embarrassed and worried about what would be coming his way in a span of seconds. He was definitely expecting this scolding and to him it wasn’t the end of the world, it had already happened so many times before yet there was that possibility pulling at David that he wouldn’t escape too easily. Moving his hands into his free pockets, David began to avoid the jagged rocks and trees that burst from the ground beneath them, the familiarity of it all giving him that advantage of this walk being completely safe. Once he got inside the first thing he would do was dump everything he got into their small pile of supplies then move onto finding a way to get rid of the crusty black blood that now practically caked his pant leg. Either that or he’d ask Chris if he had any spares from that bag he always kept on him that contained only a small quantity of clothing and personal belongings he wouldn’t let go of. This would give the shakey male something to focus on to keep him from just sitting down alone to his own thoughts or walking around with that absent look in his eyes. The sight of him was something David was anxious for.

David looked over to Deanna and Benny once again when they were finally in the grounds of their safe haven and offered up a genuine and relieved smile that showed off how happy he was that none of them had been hurt. “That was a ride huh? Now excuse me as I head on over to Chris…” he trailed off, suddenly anxious to disappear from them for a bit. ‘Them’ actually being Deanna who he thought was not through with him yet. She had only shouted at him and in the time that David had looked into her eyes when she had griped his shirt he could have sworn it looked like she could have shot him. But given their situation at the time she didn’t want to bring anymore of the zombies attention to themselves. It was funny how David had been safe from her fury thanks to the dead. David began to back away from these two with a small whistle, his hand wrapping around one of the drink bottles to relieve his pockets from the stress of holding so much.
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