▲ C a r o l
P e l e t i e r ▼
♦ gender; female
♦ age; mid - late 40s
♦ tagged; n/a
She'd fallen asleep at some point, setting Judith beside her safely. Once she awoke, she would sit up, rubbing her eyes exhaustively. Glimpsing down at the baby, who was still sound asleep, she'd yawn, stomach growling for food. Carol knew Judith would be hungry, too, since babies needed to eat more frequently. She didn't know if there was any baby formula available, so she would sift her attention around the abode, seeing some people had departed and that Daryl and Avalon hadn't returned. Her chest churned, a bad feeling wafting through her.
▲ M a g g i e
G r e e n e ▼
♦ gender; female
♦ age; late 20s
♦ tagged; n/a
She finished the bag of chips, feeling her throat ache for a thirst quencher. Looking around camp, she'd see a few people dotted around, stirring and sleeping. Maggie's eyes flicked to Glenn's bag, in which she'd shuffle toward and open. Glancing in, she'd see a quarter filled bottle of water. Reaching down, Maggie would take the bottle, undoing the cap and tipping it toward her mouth. As she drank, she'd cast her gaze around the camp again, noticing that Rick and Carl were gone. She shook her head, guessing they'd gotten into another feud.
▲ E z e k i e l
V a n o ▼
♦ gender; male
♦ age; 25 years
♦ tagged; some peeps
This time, he'd expect him to land another blow but this didn't react quick enough. Zeke let out a groan of pain, feeling the sharp blade of the knife penetrate into his right shoulder. Growling in anger, he'd vastly shove Daryl to his side, grasping his gun tightly and pulling it toward the opposite side of where he pushed the guy. Swiftly, Zeke would slam the end of his machine gun directly on the side of Daryl's skull, hoping to daze him significantly.