I GOT IT FONE BUT UGH
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Ah yeah yeah! And no it's fine. I was probably thinking like He has more men (or even just one) that needs help as well ABD he figures she could be s good attribute to their journey
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As her wrists were caught by Evan's hands, her drunken smile faltering quickly into a frown. A small whine came from the back of her throat as if she was a puppy whining. Although instead of it being multiple accounts of noises being repeated, it was just longed out, her eyes attempting to look at Evan but failed as they kept blurring over. She almost felt stupid and inferior to him and it seemed her emotions were jumping all over the place. Green eyes attempted to gaze at him but all that she had done is mumble a few words under her breath and let her fingers cascade out, attempting to touch his hands with the digits. "I don't want cake." She told him, but all it actually sounded like was "I dozt whazts caeke"
Arabella's body seemed to be getting more tired by the minute. Though The woman was attempting to push herself forward and stay awake. Now did she need to stay awake and push herself onto Evan? No. What Arabella should be doing is going to sleep and sleep for a full on day. She pulled with her arms to free her wrists, even though it took her a few moments, she freed her wrists from his grasps. Bending her legs she slowly made it to the ground, crossing them over each other in the process. Her fingers played with the ring on her right finger until her hand aimed at Evan's pant leg holding onto as tight as she could it seemed. Her hands hadn't grasped his leg, but just the material that was there. Closing her eyes for a moment, she tried to collect her thoughts together.
But as she did, her mind had jumbled up everything and it just focused on her lover's stern face when he had grabbed her wrists to move them away from him. She didn't like him tensing up and him not wanting her so close. Now think about that with alcohol in her system. All hell was breaking loose on her mind, and it could be seen through her eyes as her emotions flipped every two to three seconds. "Am I not pretty enough or something?" It was all drained out in a second as she thought it all over-- or attempted at such a thing. "I just wanted to love you!" Expressing that she moved up in a sudden movement to latch onto his waist, setting her chin onto his shirt to gaze up on him.
Handsy much? Emotional drunk crying was going to start as salty wimpy tears brimmed at her eyes. "Honestly I've never really been good at this sort of thing love, loving a dysfunctional human being..." Bella rambled on a little more before her own brain didn't even know what was going on. Most of it was just her spewing random phrases and even many apologies. Especially about love. Arabella didn't even know why she was even drunkenly thinking that was a good idea. Especially at the things she had witnessed today. And of course another small whine escaped her at the end, her lips want hi G to tremble s bit.
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Ahhh I'll get to this soon. I just have a lot on me since school and things. So sorry.
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A long sigh escaped her before her green eyes had closed for a moment, squeezing tightly. It was if a headache was already coming upon her. It wasn't going to help anybody with the situation at hand, considering she was already latched on to Evan with a few stray tears upon her face. Liquor or alcohol had never made her this emotional. Or maybe it was just because she drank more than she could hold. She honestly needs a guide with her when she goes on drinking spills and it can't be Evan. For one he can't go outside and then two, he may end up on this situation again with Bella. Honestly Evan shod just probably run far way from her. That's what she'd tell him if she actually could and wanted to at this very moment. Opening her eyes once more, she leaned in closer to him, after he had brushed Her hair away, ignoring half of his comments.
Hearing she was beautiful gave the intoxicated woman an ego boost. Now, she know he's not the most beautiful man, but hearing it from him and then the state of mind she was in this moment sounded amazing. "You just say that, but I'm gonna take it and lock it up." The blonde woman grumbled, into his shirt, her eyes closing in the process. "And yes, dysfunctional..." Yawning in the middle of her sentence, she stopped talking all together after that. Arabella had started listened to Evan's heartbeat and she could also hear the heating system going throughout his small home and that made her all the more merrier of wanting to go to sleep. And of course don't forget the alcohol in her bloodstream as well. Her hands had let loose on the back of his shirt, her breathing beginning to steady as she didn't attempt to speak once more.
"I'm not tired I promise," Bella told him, "I just want to be near you." Her words were quiet but her voice was still affected by her emotions and the sniffling she did every so often. Taking her arms and hands away from him, she pushed herself up onto the couch before getting situated. And honestly, she couldn't exactly get comfortable as she decided to put her head back down on his lap, her head towards so she was looking up at him. Bella could only guess that her eyes were terribly bloodshot from lack of sleep and of course the booze. Appearance was the las thing on her mind. "But the present I want now is one you won't- can't give." She hiccuped, eyelids fluttering once more.
"The least you could do is at least cuddle." And with that, her voice trailed off her body turning away from him, as it finally hit her. Her long tendrils that fell down her back had given her just a tad more of warmth that the alcohol had given her. Bella's body relaxed even more than it could've. Eyes shut and not listening to anything in particular, especially if Evan started speaking, she wouldn't be able to hear it any longer. The opera singer was long gone.
But what could be explained if Arabella's drunken states are surely this; Handsy, emotional home wrecker, to a tired bitch. Was Arabella truly the one that was dysfunctional? If so, then Evan and her were truly a perfect pair. Give her some booze and then she'd be down for it. Though now, Evan would probably snatch it away from her so fast she wouldn't even get a drop. That is disheartening.
(I'm deciding on which one is better with the gifs IDK man)
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(I saw what you did there you lil shit)
Ah, morning... it was morning, right? Well Arabella could only assume it was morning with How her body was feeling. It was heavy and her muscles were sore as they hadn't been stretched for hours. Her eyes didn't want to open up as she was afraid morning light would blind her before she could even enjoy her morning coffee. But the young woman had decided to and became puzzled. Why wasn't she being blinded by the light? Bringing a tiny fist up to rub her eyes, her body was becoming more awake and aware of her surroundings as a wave of pain shocked through her head. Teeth bared as she sat up, her green irises landing on the still figure on the edge of the bed. Oh boy. How did she even get here? She doesn't remember coming down here...does she? Or was it just the pounding migraine that wouldn't let her mind develop anything? Either way it shouldn't be that important.
Pulling the covers away from her body, she slowly stood up from the bed, her hands going to her hair to smooth it down. If Arabella wasn't in the pain she was in right now, she would be making up his bed. Plus this time she had a sleeping man there as well. Biting down on her lower lip, she wanted to touch him. Just brush his cheek or get a better look on his sleeping form as this was a rare sight. Her gaze went down to her boot for a moment, making sure it was still there and not misshapen in anyway. Thank the lord it wasn't. There would be no way to explain that to her doctor on what had happened, as she wouldn't have been able to explain to herself.
A sigh escaped her as her eyes closed again, enjoying the dark even more. Even though the room itself was dim, she needed other comfort from it. Arabella didn't want to hear any voices, not even apart of her own since it would vibrate through her skull anyway. Taking another step, her eyes opened once again still seeing Evan asleep. He looked so innocent and pure. Like nothing had ever bothered him and hadn't been in the dark all his life. A smile had began to creep onto her lips as she thought about it but then something else had hit her. It came out of nowhere, and the next thing she knew, Bella was hobbling towards his bathroom. When she entered, she quickly closed the door, accidentally letting it slam and her quickly going on her knees, head buried in the toilet as she began to throw up. (There's literally no good word for throw up. Like ew I hate it don't even want to be descriptive about it)
Now, this was not a bright way to start her birthday. As many know, everyone hates puking. It's disgusting, no one likes to talk about it, and even sometimes painful. For Arabella, she cries. Not like balling out crying, but tears do fall and the only grave she had left of her was absolutely and completely gone. She couldn't let Evan see her like this. But as everything began to clear out of her stomach; which at this point was mostly tending liquor, her mind also cleared.
Oh god.
Suddenly a wash of remembrance hit her and her face was probably even more pale as well from the puking. Oh god....just oh god! The only image she got as her eyes closed tight were her draping herself all over Evan and being a complete fool! How was she even going to face him? With her being a sensitive person this wasn't going to go over very to well. Especially with her now puking in his toilet, disturbing his slumber with her whines and body convulsing.
In her mind, she was promising to him that she would clean his toilet and even his whole bathroom after this. Make it fucking sparkle and then never return back down here. That would keep her from embarrassment. And if he didn't see her like this...Speaking of which she didn't even lock the door! Well at this point, she was too weak and frail to do so.
And with that another wave came.
(Look at me go. Woo)
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When I am to reply, should we tkneskip or ? I'm not too sure
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Ugh just sucking at replying!
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Hell yeah im always up for new ideas and threads! You have any ideas?
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Maybe I could find some on tumblr
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I'll try to get to it this upcoming weekend then
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Surprisingly Arabella could hear footsteps throughout Evan's home over her dry heaving. It was actually odd that she could considering that her hearing seems to become clogged when she does actually puke. But when her mind was actually processing it was when Evan popped up into the bathroom. Oh so he got her things? Aww, that was nice of him. But that was something that wasn't on her mind right now. "Thank you-" She started, only to be interrupted by a dry heave. Turning her face on the side, she closed her eyes as her hand grabbed a piece of tissue to wipe her mouth unless there was something still left there. She honestly felt as crappy as it did puking and probably at this point looked the same. And she swore to god if Evan said something she'd rip his throat out. A small wine came from the back of her own throat opening her green orbs to stare up at her boyfriend.That was so weird to think about. Evan being her [i]boyfriend
. She hadn't even thought about it, or I'd even if he was okay with being on those terms. She sure as hell was, but with her actions last night, he may be thinking on cutting those ties. Her small hands came up to cover her face, wiping away a few tears. "I'm sorry you have to see me like this." Her voice was quiet and scraggy from the damage on her throat, trying not to talk too loud. "And I'm sorry for puking in your toilet, and don't forget my antics of last night." Arabella attempted a smile but it just fell quickly as they traveled up to the soda and crackers. Just even at the thought of eating made her nauseated. Her vision still a bit blurry, she blinked a few more times until she could see Evan clearly... No mask? The few things she's asked for and she actually got it. Not because she begged, but probably the man just didn't realize since he could be use to having the mask on his face.
About to comment on how nice it was seeing the real him, she felt another wave of basically death, she turned away from him quickly, taking a few deep breathes. Was she going to begin puking again? Because honestly all she wanted to do was not that. The only thing she asked of life right now is to be fine, and drink the ginger ale that was offered to her by Evan. Carbonation seemed to be life's healing power to stomach aches and apparently all life's problems since she had vowed to herself to never drink that much ever again in her life. As it seemed to have disappeared, she pushed herself up from the toilet, flushing all the remains away so the man in the room didn't have to witness her disgrace.
Arabella hastily stood up, putting the toilet seat cover down so she could sit down and sip at the soda. She began just to do that actually. She could sit here in silence, but she knew that wouldn't be a great idea. No, she was here with Evan. "Remind me never to go near liquor again. Never let me near you when I drink, or just down below." Saying that, she took a slow sip of the bubbling drink. She felt it hit the bottom of her stomach as her free hand reached out to him. Bella wanted him to be close, but not close enough to be disgusted.
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When Arabella felt Evan grab her hand, she let out a relieved sigh. She just wanted a gentle touch from him to get her mind off of her puking spells. Also she wasn't kidding when she was promising herself on cleaning the toilet. No, it wasn't stained anything, it just seemed like the right thing to do. Give her some Fabulosso and she'll make his damn bathroom shine and sparkle. Once the young blonde got on a roll, there was no stopping her. Though another thing to promise is, she wouldn't do it anytime soon. It'd probably take her a few days until she actually came back down here. The embarrassment was still eating away at her, and the sooner she got her shower, present, and a quick goodbye, she'd be on her way. Feeling Evan pull away from her Bella gave out a silent sigh, her eyes averting back to the ground. "It's nice to hear you're happy about it.."
A small almost apologetic smile formed on her lips standing up from the toilet seat. "And that sounds like a plan. I'll just take the Advil after my shower." She told him, already going towards the bath tub and turning on the hot water. There was no guarantee that she'd be out in 20 minutes or less. With her being groggy and basically out of it, it's a possibility she'd take 75% longer than she usually does. The longest shower she's ever taken was probably an hour and a half. She had decided that she deserved to just sit there and let the hot water hit her until it turned cold. Which was probably not the best idea ever since her fingers and toes looked like a wrinkly old lady. Yuck... she doesn't even want to think about since she finds it weird and cringy. Just like her life is going right now. "Now get out unless you want to see skin." With that, she gently pushed him out the door, closing it softly so it didn't slam.
Biting down on her lip, she stayed in her position, leaning on the door for just a little while. If she could take a shower in the dark, she would. It would probably be her most ideal shower ever right now. Or maybe de could wear sunglasses or some weird crap like that. Arabella wouldn't put it past her. Taking a deep breath, she grabbed the bottom of her shirt, pulling it off of her form as she continued on with the rest of her clothes. One by one they fell to the floor before she picked them up and set them on the counter for now, making sure her intimates were covered. There was a possibility that Evan would have to use the restroom or tell her that he has to deliver his music or whatever he does. Her boot though was another story. For now it would have to slip off and basically just sit in the tub. Oh boy
Once Bella stepped into the shower it was like a euphoric experience. For one, it woke her up and it wasn't a constant battle to keep her eyes open. And two, feeling clean was just about the best feeling you could ever have in the world. Though as she thought about it, if she's going to be crashing here and using his stuff sometimes, it seems that she could leave things here. Now it would be a few very minor things she would leave under the sink counter. Such as her own shampoo and conditioner. A lot of that goes into her hair and she doesn't want to be using all of Evan's things. His shampoo, food, drinks, and even clothes.
For what seemed like five minutes of being in the shower, it actually turned into thirty minutes. Nothing too drastic, which was surprising actually. Maybe it was because e.g. knew that she needed to get out so no one just sat in silence on their own. Hopping out of the shower, she wrapped a towel around her and dried herself off as well as her hair. Or at least get it to where it wasn't going to be dripping over Evan's things. The blonde slipped her clothes back on and as well put her hair up in a ponytail. It was a struggle with it being wet, but she did it. Leaving the bathroom, she went down the stairs quietly, whistling almost at the same level. The shower had helped her a lot but what was still haunting her was her headache. It was surprising she didn't carry her migraine medicine with her. Lord knows she gets them every other week.
Making it down to the bottom, her small feet padded over to his kitchen sliding into one of the bar stools, not even noticing if Evan was in here or not. Oh well.
(I swear i need to stop thinking of ideas. Like seriously. Like I see them dancing all cutsey to old 60's and 50's music one day. Our babes)
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Just tired and just been sleeping my days away alsowith homework and school ugh
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ccc; border:none; width:180px; height:170px; margin-left:22px; margin-top:10px; margin-bottom:10px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:180px; height:170px; padding:0px; padding-right:30px; overflow:auto;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:165px; min-height:170px; text-align:justify; color:darkgrey; font-size:10px; line-height:90%; letter-spacing:.2px; margin-left:-7px;]It seemed inevitable. Everything had happened in a flash and there was nothing anyone could do. Terrified faces had watched the television screens in horror as men were feasting upon men, people running out into the streets to see the commotion only to be eaten alive or even shot by a once a friendly neighbor. Every single soul had lost all hope in those few fragile seconds as to everything they've ever known came tumbling down in front of them. And what caused all of this? Well, it was all due to one science experiment. It was thought to be the cure to cancer. The one auto-immune disease that everyone focuses on. But as they tested the cure on subjects, side effects backfired tremendously turning the once human into some monster. it over ruled the bogey man, or the scary stories your mother told you at night. It was real.
Deanna remembers the spot she was at when this all happened. She was with her step brother, Benny in Lexington, Kentucky. They were enjoying a nice car ride back from the grocery store when their car was stopped in the middle of traffic. People screamed and cried, pushing others into the flesh eaters to save themselves. She couldn't believe man kind would do that to their own until they were also left by the government. Leaving the rest of humanity to suffer ANd defend. Like they were some kind of animals. Her and Benny had turned the car around in such a reckless manner she can't even remember if she lost a tail light or even the back windshield. It wasn't of importance now, but it was her favorite car. There were too many memories to count in they vehicle and sometimes she wishes she could just hold on to them.
They kept driving And driving until they hit the border of Tennessee, walking most of the way to Georgia, meeting the group they are with now. The two like the others, especially Benny. He's a trusting caring soul and wants everyone to get along. As for Deanna...Well she hasn't been the most open with everyone. She's to be trusted, but she doesn't believe she can trust everyone in their small group. She's seen things that no one should see, especially when escaping their home town. The blonde doesn't try to dwell on too much of that since she hasn't had to deal with anything as bad as she did a few months back, but she knows it's getting worse. The 20 year old knows there's crazy people out there besides the flesh eaters. Cannibals, Weird pagans, and back stabbing bitches. Honestly Deanna is waiting for one of the members to claim themselves as god and try to rule all of them. Try to put that over her, say goodbye to your head.
As of now, Deanna had climbed up on an abandoned Grey Hound bus that was beside the small shopping market. Earlier today she had found a radio in one of the back rooms and has been hoping for a signal. She wouldn't care if it was a radio station from a town that only welcomed the supreme, but she knows the government keeps a station on at all times. For them and of course to spread information to other survivors. She once had it working when it was just her and Benny, but it's been months and honestly she's going to go crazy. A long annoyed grunt came from the back of her throat as she just got more static from the machine along with the knobs squeaking. Trying to withhold her anger, we grabbed her bat, squeezing it tightly.
One truth about Deanna is that she has some major anger issues. Give her one wrong look, she'll be going off on you. One time when everything was normal, she almost beat the shit out of a guy for picking on Benny. Also take into effect that they lived in a more of a racist town and it seemed like an abomination to having a black step brother. So Deanna thought it was right to almost beat the guy to death when he just. Wouldn't. Stop. But for the most part, everything has been going great. In that sense.
"If you keep holding your bat like that, you're prone to bust it!"
Hearing that semi-cheery voice from below, she released her grip and smiled down at her brother. "That's the least of my worries, Ben," She told him, "Wait there I'll be down in a second." With that she grabbed the radio with her free hand, jumping down onto a few pallets so she didn't fall too hard on the ground. "So any news?" She asked, only to get a shake of the head from her brother. Well, that's less of what she expected. Usually she would be flooded if what the others have done today since the had isolated herself ontop of the bus with her bat and radio. But since he had nothing much to express to her, she told him she would meet up with him when it was their turn to eat. Or at least when they divide food.
Patting his back, Deanna's sapphire blue gaze landed onto her other ally. Ah, David. Now, she doesn't hate him. It's just she doesn't exactly get along with him. He's always too happy in her sense. Trying to make everything a joke and not having a serious conversation with her. Though she thinks the only reason she deals with him is because he's not a bad person To have when dealing with walkers hand to hand. If you're out of ammo, or Can't get to her bat, she looks for him. Maybe he could help her with this radio... At the thought, she jogged over to his standing, giving a weak smile. She had heard his humming so maybe he was in some sort of trance.
"Hey, I don't know if you're busy or anything ..." The young blonde started, leaning on the opposite wall of David. "But do you maybe know anything about a radio. Or even our food supply situation?" Yes, she could look for herself but she doesn't know how many group members are in there and of they are sleeping or not. Hell, David looked half asleep to her here! "David?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ccc; border:none; width:180px; height:170px; margin-left:22px; margin-top:10px; margin-bottom:10px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:180px; height:170px; padding:0px; padding-right:30px; overflow:auto;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:165px; min-height:170px; text-align:justify; color:darkgrey; font-size:10px; line-height:90%; letter-spacing:.2px; margin-left:-7px;]As David attempted a joke at her, she couldn't help put let her nose wrinkle up. Honestly, the only thing she asked about was a damn radio. Well and food supply but it still didn't require any of his sarcastic comments. Especially the ones about the walkers. She couldn't listen to anymore jokes about them and the dumb questions. 'Do you think they can sleep? What about them finding their soul-mates?' Jesus Christ, she just couldn't deal with it all but quickly David corrected himself and Deanna couldn't help but almost smirk at him. Maybe she could train him on such a thing? It's as if he's learned to watch his tongue around her and know exactly how to save himself. Lord knows Benny had to learn that. And also learn not to touch herself without asking.... literally just ask her and most likely she'll give it up if you really need it. Just make sure it's not stupid, like breaking into jail or something.
Biting down on her tongue, she rolled her eyes a bit. "I wouldn't say I looked like a maniac." The woman grumbled, twisting with the knobs a bit more as they talked. "I just get carried away. I've surprised myself as I haven't thrown it anybody yet. You should consider yourself a bit lucky." As she trying to play along with him? Probably not, just her way of being cold perhaps. But today wasn't the worst of days. She got off patrol and wasn't stuck in the market with the other survivors. Deanna is just like any other human being. She enjoys interacting and socializing but she quickly gets worn out. For a good hour she'll be laughing and playing games with them like she's known them her whole life, but then it'll all turn around in a matter of minutes. She'll want to by herself and just enjoy the silence. Or one of those rare nights when there wasn't consistent groaning from the monsters and it was just the bugs and wind.
Ah, so the supply was going down? Well that's just great. Yeah, they could other shelter soon, but that could take forever. They'd be stuck out in the wilderness for who knows how long, and have to deal with any other consequence that came with that. "I'm sure there's someone in the group that wouldn't mind to go scavenging." Deanna announced. Or she could skip out on today's meal, it hasn't been the first time. Being the big sister she was, she would give up her food and give it to Benny when he wasn't in his best conditions. Yeah, she would become weak sometimes and her state of mind would be kind of floppy. Hell, that's probably how Benny persuaded her to join their group of survivors in the first place. "And yeah, I understand that. I think everyone is dehydrated and just wants anything to feel better."
That is something anyone could sympathize on. There wasn't enough to go around and how much longer they could go on here. It was becoming colder and there wasn't many places they could go. Or at least where they are now. All she wants is to go to a big grocery store, break in there and take everything. There still had to be some of those out there, right? Surely not everything has been taken and out of date. Like a liquor store, since that shit never expires. Plus they could us the ones with the highest alcohol rate for wounds and even making bombs. Only if they had thought about this earlier. (Even if she did she probably would've drank it all)
"Siblings first." Deanna repeated, setting the radio down onto the ground. She knew what David was meaning but if it came between choosing one from the group of Benny, she'd be kissing that member goodbye. Glancing in the store's front, her eyes narrowed at the sounds as well. How do any of these people have steady enough hands for a clean shot? She couldn't help but huff at it, her eyes rolling once more. She couldn't trust that Chris guy. He overall creeped her out, and seems like a puss. Excuse the word, but she had a point. Dean is surprised she hasn't left him crying in a ditch yet. Maybe it's for the sake of the group but still. She'll wait until he's proven useful or not. David seemed to like him, and they don't need to be screaming at each other yet.
At his last comment, she raised her eyebrows before looking out of a crack front the barricades. "I don't see anything out there just yet. There may be a few stragglers out there but that's it." Saying that, she turned around on her heels. "Pack a silencer on a gun and we will be out before night rolls around..." Was she really suggesting that they defy against Karlee? Maybe but not really. They needed supply and she just couldn't just keep down. Or maybe she was just trying to get David in trouble. Who knows. "I actually have one on my person now... I could just step outside... alert everyone.. be by myself isn't that against code?"[/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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As her head lent against the table, her eyes had stayed closed. Being tired was a huge understatement at the moment as she wasn't even listening to Evan talk over there on the couch. "I don't know really." Bella mumbled, turning her head to the side to look at him. She mostly saw the side of his head but that was it as her eyes closed once more. Cake sounded wonderful but her stomach probably couldn't say the same. Who knows if she would puke up the sugary goodness that came with cake. She could live without it... yeah. Madame Giry probably would want that as well. She's not saying that the older woman is strict on the dancer's weight, but with Bella doing little to no exercise lately, she could be gaining. The only exercise she's done is walking with Evan and to her car to get home. Oh yeah, Giry was going to get in her ass, and then the others will. Jeez.
A dramatic groan came from the blonde as she sat up, keeping herself up with her arms. But with that thought of Giry, did she have any lessons to attend? Did she have any with Evan today? "Evan, were we supposed to practice today?" Her voice was soft as she spoke, her eyes roaming the kitchen until her eyes landed on the light switch. Squinting her gaze, she stood up from the chair, scooting over to the switch. Flip. Oh, that was so much more better. Arabella could actually look around without having her head pound with pain. All the lights weren't off so they could both still see, but this was so much nicer. "If so could we just skip today. I assure you that my voice will sound like toad and plus I look like one."
Though Evan would probably Vouch and say that she doesn't look like a toad, he'll call off listens today. Probably even keep a safe distance. The blonde knew that she gave him quit a scare. Pushing herself upon him without consent and such. Oh bless it. She would have to add that to another thing to do at confessional. Probably get Rick to come with her since walking up all the church's steps were pretty hard in a boot. Just one more week. One more week and she'll be out of this wretched thing and be able to do piouettes again. No more sitting on the sidelines of the classroom, counting steps and starring out the windows. They even had her clean the mirrors and windows since she wasn't paying attention and just wanted to stare out the window.
Still standing in her tiny spot, she looked down at her feet, silently sighing. Maybe Evan didn't get her anything. It would be alright. Though even if he did, he probably wouldn't give it to her now because of last night. Possibly a punishment of the sort. She could see it happening. Since today he was basically being a parent to her. Making sure she took a shower and take her pain medicine. Hell, Evan will probably have to help her up to her world once more. Running a hand through her hair, she glanced back up at Evan, shooting him a smile. "But birthday?"
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[fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:200px; height:auto; text-align:justify; font-size:12px; letter-spacing:.2px; font-family:arial; color:darkgrey; line-height:90%; margin-bottom:15px; margin-top:5px;]We are so young Our lives have just begun But already we're considering Escape from this world and we've waited for this moment so long to be together so join me in death[/fancypost][/fancypost][fancypost borderwidth=0px; border:3px solid #ccc; width:50px; height:70px; background:url(http://66.media.tumblr.com/d73…yq4yhAZJ1r8rx02o1_250.gif) center; background-size:cover; margin-left:20px;][/fancypost] [fancypost borderwidth=0px; border:3px solid #ccc; width:50px; height:70px; background:url(http://67.media.tumblr.com/9ca…yq4yhAZJ1r8rx02o2_250.gif) center; background-size:cover; margin-left:5px;][/fancypost]
[fancypost bgcolor=#ccc; border:none; width:180px; height:170px; margin-left:22px; margin-top:10px; margin-bottom:10px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:180px; height:170px; padding:0px; padding-right:30px; overflow:auto;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:165px; min-height:170px; text-align:justify; color:darkgrey; font-size:10px; line-height:90%; letter-spacing:.2px; margin-left:-7px;]A better idea? Obviously anything was better than staying here. Honestly Deanna was going to start going crazy if they stayed here for a few more days without any progress. There had to be somebody who wanted to go... and if not, it was going to be Deanna. As well when David mentioned Benny, there was no doubt about it she was taking him. He was her best pal, brother, and they knew their skills better than anyone else. "You see my plan is to take Benny of course. But I'm not too sure about taking Chris." Her voice got quieter as she spoke to David about it, leaning closer in. "He doesn't seem to be himself as of late." And of that she wasn't lying. Anyone of the group could see that but no one said anything, or at least to her knowledge. She doesn't know of he's always been to himself or what, but David defends him. That equals that Deanna can't do anything.
Watching the dust fall from her fellow survivor's hair, she could help but scoff at the sight of it. That had to be the third time it's done that now. Did he have a secret tunnel or something? Maybe stashing something of the sort? Who knows. Karlee could have shit bidding around since sometimes power goes to People's heads all to fast and especially in these situations. Now, Deanna has seen it first hand. Her and Benny had come across a group. They seem to be trusted until they met there leader. And when she says leader, the people thought this guy was a royal prophecy shit thing and he was going to save them from the apocalypse. Yeah, okay. There was no way that the duo was going to stay there, so they booked out of there as fast as they could. "Not technically-" she stopped herself as she wasn't going to begin an argument over a word. It may not seem like it would head that way, but with these two, it would happen.
Her sapphire gaze shot back up to him for a moment, taking in a deep breath. "I don't think I'm useless, David. Or anybody. Let's just count the times I've saved your ass." Now, it wasn't many, but it was at least twice. Also add on to the fact that David has been there a few times as well. There have been instances where she couldn't have helped herself or get up from the ground fast enough, so she counted on whoever was closest. Thankfully David was right there for her. Did she say her thanks and give him a hug? Not exactly. More like a brief nod and a look that said, 'let's get the fuck out of here'. She just simply forgets to tell him afterwards. Yeah, that's it. A smirk had formed on her face, eyes lighting up as he actually was agreeing with her.
"If you want to meet us out there, I'm going to go get ahold of Benny." With that, she walked away from David, going to go over and find her brother. Her and Benny could probably handle it on their own. Both having mastered stealth skills and know when to or not to shoot. Though she had to keep an open heart for David. It's going to be a very very slim opening, but at least it'd still be there. Finding Benny over near the bus once more, they exchanged a few questions between each other and Benny grabbed his gun.
Deanna doesn't really remember the last time they went out of the small store. She knew it was awhile ago, but it was disheartening. Though now they get to go out and the young woman could already feel the Adrenaline pumping through her veins. Oh yes, she was already buzzing. Taking a glance behind her to see if David was coming or not, she took the pistol from the waistband of her jeans before squeezing through one of the openings they had actually made earlier this week. She's been wanting to get out for awhile and when she had time on her hands, she'd mess with the barricade. Only to see if she could get out on her own without anyone noticing or if they had to leave quick from an invasion. Either way, they were taking this way.
Not to worry though, it's not like she just left the group without telling them.... She put a note on the wall.
Though now Benny and Deanna had taken the lead of the outside. And Jesus Christ it's still the same. Sad, dead, and of course the dead walking. Why haven't the government just bombed honestly? It is already shit here anyway. There were only about maybe 5 walkers about. Or at least the ones she seen. Though she's not really worried as walkers have really bad eye sight, and you just have to worry about making noise. Oh they should be just fine. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]
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[fancypost bgcolor=#ccc; border:none; width:180px; height:170px; margin-left:22px; margin-top:10px; margin-bottom:10px; overflow:hidden; padding:0px;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:180px; height:170px; padding:0px; padding-right:30px; overflow:auto;][fancypost borderwidth=0px; width:165px; min-height:170px; text-align:justify; color:darkgrey; font-size:10px; line-height:90%; letter-spacing:.2px; margin-left:-7px;]Hearing David come up from behind them, she felt her shoulders tense up a bit. She wasn't pissed that he had came, because she had basically asked him. But as he spoke, she almost wanted to gut him. Usually in these situations, the blonde was quiet. Yeah she'd whisper a few things to Benny and joke about how awful it was but then she'd get really quiet and not speak a word. She bit down on her tongue as she tried not to lash out onto David. Of course this place wasn't as beautiful as it used to be. It probably had a bunch of deer, wild bears, and birds singing, but not anymore. It seemed like a wasteland where no one was singing 'the colors of the wind' No Pocahontas here. "No shit David. No shit." Deanna mumbled under her breath, keeping her gaze forward.
As another thought came through her mind, she heard Benny stop for a minute so he could walk with David. Uhm, Benny what the hell? Though the bright-eyed man just gave Deanna a cheeky smile before turning his attention onto David. It always seemed to be like that. Deanna be annoyed by something or someone then Benny would be all over it. It was exactly the way it was when they first joined the group. Considering the blonde didn't want to join in the first place, she didn't want to let her little brother down and make sure he was alright.
"You know honestly I could see that. If they are that hungry I'm sure they'd try eating on shrubbery." Benny spoke, his voice filled with enthusiasm but also on the quiet side of the spectrum. "Only if we had bait or anything of the sort. We could throw at them and keep them surely away from us." Benny wasn't much for ideas. He'd agree on and thing yes, but thinking them all out, that was a different story. He would think that it was one of the best ideas ever and then all of a sudden it'd just go blank. Thus getting someone into trouble. Like at one point almost getting clobbered to death by a gang of survivors. No thank you, Benny not planning on dying today.
Deanna had reached the Forrest just a bit ahead of them, eyes open for anything that could jump out at them. It was quiet though and she could hear her own breathing besides Benny and David's conversation to wherever that was going. The young blond kept her pistol down and made sure again of she had a few extra blades in her pocket. If she had to start shooting at them and waste her bullets. Gaze narrowing to look through the trees there seemed to be a few buildings on the other side. Take a short cut by going through the right side of the Forrest then they should be fine. Will they be hopping over logs and sticks? It's a possibility but honestly she didn't want to. No reason to waste her energy on that when they would possibly have to run away from a few zombies. Speaking of, there was just one in the place she needed to go. Stopping in her footsteps, she pointed the pistol up, lining it up with the creatures head.
She was just thankfully that she had a silencer on this gun. If she hadn't, she wouldn't have even considered shooting the weapon at hand. Settling her pointer finger onto the trigger, slowly pulling it, watching the monster fall onto the ground. Looking back at Benny and David, a small smirk came onto her face, already filling happiness fill up
Inside her. No, it wasn't just from lulling something. Well...: maybe. It was just a thing with the zombies since she fucking hated them and it's been forever since she's shot one down. But she can wait in hand to hand combat from those zombies. She'll deal with all of that later on and hopefully when David and even Benny wants to be serious about it all.
"So David, i see you and Deanna have been getting along lately." Benny interjected from the silence. "You know she's not all that bad. I can see something between you two." And like that, that cheery grin popped right back up onto his face. He was a big tease. And his goal was to tease these two. Even if it got on Deanna's nerves and she would punch him, the Younger survivor didn't care. He thought the two were adorable together even though he hasn't expressed it that much. "And! Before you yell it me, just think it over." So with that, she jogged over to Deanna seeing she had gotten ahead of him.
Don't make a sound. Be quiet. Make sure everything goes correctly. They weren't that far away from it all anyway. Just know that Deanna's mouth was already watering for clean water and hopefully other essentials in the small market place. Or whatever the other buildings held. [/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost][/fancypost]