-*WALKING DEAD RP!*-

[yesterday.]

"Thanks." She smiled at Kyla. However weird that it was, she actually preferred herbs and things over commercial painkillers. She unscrewed the lid and stuck two of her fingers in, then rubbed what she had scooped up onto the wound. There was a bit of relief almost immediately, the pain wasn't completely gone, but it did lessen it a little. She wiped her fingers off and re-screwed the lid, then handed back to Kyla and put on a bandage to keep the herbs from being rubbed off. Then she stood and pulled the flannel shirt back over her tank top, leaving it unbuttoned for now. Xaviar sighed and pulled herself up into the tree, settling rather comfortably across several branches with her blanket.

When Aubrey arrived back, Xaviar was still l in her tree, but with her rifle watching the perimeter. A small smile formed on her face when she saw the animals-- that meant a hot dinner. She grabbed a lighter from her bag and slid down from her tree, landing with a thud beside her. She pulled out her hunting knife, then grabbed the animals and sat down to clean them. She used to hunt quite a lot, so it only took her around five minutes to clean the two.

[☠>military brat.]

Kyla took out a match she had been saving; sticking it on the wood she blew, igniting a flame, she nursed the flame with sticks, making the pile just right for a small discret fire. Rummaging in her sack she pulled out a few small things of food she had been saving. "A feast for Apocolapsye Queens," she said smiling slightly, not meeting either of their eyes.

Aubrey smirked and started to pluck the bird and skin the squirrel, she preferred her "wild game" over ramen noodles....but she wasn't about to complain about food. "We shall indeed feast tonight!" she laughed a bit and finished readying the meat and making them look a bit more appetizing. She began to gut the squirrel after putting the finished bird over the fire, propped on sticks. 'this is the biggest meal I've even seen in weeks!' she smiled and leaned against the tree.

(XD I made this before you posted and then saw that she had already cleaned them when you beat me to my post!)

[yesterday.]

Lol!))

Xaviar grinned, turning the squirrel so it didn't burn. She pulled a small bottle of soda out of her pack, one of the drink she had grabbed, and a couple of cups. "Rootbeer anyone?" She grinned even wider. There was only enough to fill each cup about halfway, but this was the apocalypse, they were lucky to have it at all.

[ExplodingInk]

Kyla nodded, smiling slightly. Apocolapyse or not she never refused something to drink. Kyla looked around for some large leaves, coming back she began putting some of the beans onto each leaf. "Better than nothing right?" she said, looking up at Xavier turning the squirrel.

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey's eyes lit up and she nodded her head, "are you kidding? Shuh!" she smirked and put her crossbow aside, warming her hands by the fire. She used to love root beer and anything sweet like that...but it has been a long time since she even thought of the stuff. She had once gotten head aches when she went a few days without caffeine from soda, it was bets that she stopped drinking it...

[yesterday.]

"Most definitely." She replied to Kyla, pouring them each a cup of soda. She handed them out and took a sip of her own, savoring no the sweetness. It was so nice to be able to sit for a while, just laughing and having a good time, like none of this ever happened. But somewhere in the back of her mind she could here the moans and screeching of the dead, and feel their grabbing hands. She cost her smile for a few moments, but quickly brought it back, not wishing to worry her companions over it.

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey smile, taking the cup and sipping at it slowly. It was delicious but she couldn't help but miss her old shelter...the old blue house that was lost in a time before all of this. She imagined her name being sketched into the side of the porch with the rest of the names of the fallen...they took the names with them by carving them somewhere wherever they took shelter. She began to doubt that they even cared enough to do so...

[ExplodingInk]

Kyla sipped it; it tasted great compared to the mucky water she last filled her canteen with. She looked up at Aubrey and Xavier then her head hung low once more. She hummed to herself while they sat by the fire; it was kindof nice but all she could think of is how her companions might one day die.. be dead to those savage flesh eaters. She closed her eyes, humming to keep the thoughts at bay.

[yesterday.]

Xaviar glanced at the others around the fire, and though they were all doing a wonderful job hiding it, she could tell that they were all thinking something simalar. She sighed and pulled the meat off the fire and cut it up into equal praportions, giving each of them their share. She took a bite of hers, and couldn't help but smile a little. Finially, something hot. She thought.

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey was still thinking about her old "companions" and starting to get angry again, little did she know she was trying to dig her nails into the cup and grinding her teeth....no doubt this was a problem for her and her sanity. She had already snapped and become a bit insane...but this was not helping her case whatsoever. She put the cup and food down and stood up...putting her hand on the trunk of the tree to keep herself from falling before taking two rubber bands and putting her hair up...she looked like she was going somewhere.