-*WALKING DEAD RP!*-

[Pulsefire]

Clark looked down, the only thing he had found were two bodies, of a man and woman next to each other with a bullet hole in each of their heads. "I found this on the farmers" he said as he pulled a custom .45 1911 pistol out of his waistband and gave it to her.

[Liiyyyy]

Elizabethe; age 4; with Nikki and Clark; scared

Lizzy sat up, rubbing her eyes. "Wheres my mommy and Daddy?" she asked, looking around the car as if they would pop out any moment. "Are they meeting us there?"

[Pulsefire]

Clark looked at her and realized what was going on with the little girl. And his face could only show sorrow...

'darling" he said solemnly "I... don't think your... mommy and daddy are going to come.......... I don't think they are going to come back" he managed to say, as it was almost as if he had a boulder sized rock stuck in his throat as he tried to speak. She lost her parents and he couldn't imagine what that is like...

[☠>military brat.]

Nikita took the gun and examined it, she simply nodded her head with a blank expression. She was alway glad to get some more weapons...but she couldn't help but feel guilty. She looked back at the small child and sighed, "Your mommy and daddy had to go away for a while...but we are here to take care of you." that was all she could think to say...she didn't know how to tell her that her parents had been killed. She wasn't even old enough to understand the walkers, she knew that without their help this little girl was going to die.

[yesterday.]

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Xaviar gave a frustrated sigh and fell to the rear of the group, She hated to be ignored, especially when it was a life or death situation. She clenched her fist by her side and trotted after the three, kinda wanting to break something, let her frustration out, but she knew it wasn't the time and kept going. Sometimes, she hated her personality, while other times she loved it. It made it easier to do the right thing, to help people, to work hard, all of those things that used to be super important. But while it did all those great things, it made it really difficult to do the torture, stealing, and those types of things that were quite common now a days. She unclenched her fist and brought it up to her chest, clasping her had around the tags for comfort.

Aubrey shoved the prisoner ahead once more and turned around briefly, they would soon catch up to them if they didn't start moving...and fast. She almost hoped that they would catch up with them so she could take out a bit of rage via cursing and violence....her head was messed up in more ways than one. There was really only one thing that constantly ran through her head...revenge. Revenge for her family and friends ad for herself. Even though she knew deep down that they didn't mean to leave her she couldn't help but feel angry. Practically everything she has ever felt...from pain to joy eventually turned to anger with someone or something.

(for ExplodingInk)

[Liiyyyy]

Elizabethe; age 4; with Nikki and Clark; confused

Lizzy cocked her head slightly, before biting her lip. "Oh, cause I was gonna show my daddy I have a loose tooth!" She still didn't understand where her parents were, but she was convinced that they would be back soon. "I'm gonna get me a whole dollar, from the tooth fairy!" She smiled, leaning back on the seat.

[Pulsefire]

Clark smiled "yes you will" and he nodded his head positively and looked at niki. "where did you find her?" he asked curiously

[☠>military brat.]

Nikita eyed the little girl with a sad smile, she tried to make it look as cheerful as possible. "She was in the barn...walkers were closing in around her. I got there just as they broke through the door and killed as many as I could." she didn't know why...but she felt the need to whisper. She didn't want to break through the child's protective barrier and "false sense of security". They were getting low on supplies like it or not...they would need to go back out again. She knew they couldn't leave the girl alone and they sure as h*** couldn't bring her along. John was most likely p***** that they had left him behind...babysitting duty would only make matters worse.

[Liiyyyy]

Elizabethe; age 4; with Nikki and Clark; scared

Lizzy curled back up on the seat, and wiggled her tooth until her arm went limp; she was fast asleep.

[Pulsefire]

He hung his head, toying with his weapon. "im glad you found her. Good job..." he said as he smiled