s h a d o w s -- roleplay

"Oh, I said, 'I'm going to make camp in the forest.'" He echoed what he said before, smiling at the girl. Before he said that, the muscular boy noticed her cringe away, expecting him to harm her. Narrowing his eyes, he studied her, with a long, sympathetic look. Looking around for any danger, he looked back at the group. "Are you all going to join me in making camp in the woods?" Truthfully, he hoped they would join him, because he didn't want to be in a creepy forest with zombie creatures running about. Although he was a tall, strong, and courageous young man, that meant nothing of the fact that he was afraid. He only tried to look as brave as he wanted to feel. Clenching his masculine fists, he studied the girl. A bright eyed beautiful girl, she was. No. He commanded himself. There is no time for romance. We're fighting for survival, not love. Dismissing the thought with a single shake of his head, the broad shouldered male brought up his bicep in a good stretch, feeling stiff from all the encounters with the Changed.

_{❤Riley "Lou" Marie Toff❤}

^{[size=7pt]" You've got enemies?
Good.
That means you actually stood up for something in your life."[/size]}

_{[size=7pt]{Riley's speech}[/size]
[size=7pt]{Darcy's speech}[/size]
[size=7pt]{Austin's speech}[/size]}

_{" Oh, I said, 'I'm going to make camp in the forest.'"}

_{Riley nodded rather slowly, reading his lips as he spoke. She dipped her head, stepping back some so she didn't crowd him. Her lavender gaze casting to the gun in his hand, which made her shiver. Considering that she hasn't been around any types of weapons since her sixteenth birthday, and with all these Changed running around, she may have to pick one up again. Reviving her lethal weapon experience she learned to handle from her uncle.
She didn't think too much about getting close to the boy, like a relationship type of close. Indeed, she did find him intriguing, there was no time for that. Glancing around her, the girl drew in a heavy sigh. Casting a gaze back over at the muscular boy again, now feeling that it was time to bring up 'the exchanging names' game.
" Well the names Riley, but please do call me Lou." She recommended with a tilt of her head.}

Bella fought the undead by herself, and she noticed. Ryan was trying to do something to help but Bella was too busy fighting to see what he was doing. She snuck a quick look at the survivors that weren't very far away. They could undoubtedly hear her crys of warning and help. That made Bella more aggravated than before. She moved swiftly and quickly-thanks to her ADD-with power. Ryan had made himself usefully by using his muscular bare hands. Once Bella and Ryan had gotten rid of all Changed that was near, Bella hid the knife part of the jack knife and slipped it into her pocket. She limped over to the other survivors until she stood right beside them. Ryan followed and and Bella glared at the other survivors. She was about to complain that they didn't help her but a doubt crept into her mind that they probably wouldn't have been much help anyway.

"Why are you here?" Bella growled through barred teeth. Ryan grabbed her arms and had to hold her back from behind. "Bella, don't." Her step-brother whispered in her ear. "They're survivors and they're in pain, like us. You can deny it, but we're one of them and they are all we got." Bella pulled her arms away from Ryan's tight grasp and toke another step towards the other survivors. "Rumor has it that you need some help." The brunette said with some sass.