-*WALKING DEAD RP!*-

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey smirked when she heard Kyla's voice, she didn't remember the last time she had heard the word "Hallelujah" wasn't much to be thankful for lately....she didn't like to think much on the past or future...it makes you go crazy in a world like this. Perhaps that is why she snapped in the first place..she hasn't stopped thinking about what happened at the Walmart and she has been thinking on what she would do if she came face to face with the ones who left her behind...to die. She began to think about what they had said, how they didn't have a choice 'No...there is always a choice.' she turned her head sharply to on side and tried to get comfortable and act like she was sleeping.

(Don't worry about it! )

[ExplodingInk]

Kyla heard a stick crack, her body snapping to attention she looked into the darkness; slowly she turned to look to the others to see if they heard it as well. If they hadn't she was mad, if they did they may just be in trouble. Either way wasn't entirely bad but she really hoped this was her mad self and not a trap they had all fell into. Her heat began beating faster and she xovered her mouth to stay quiet.

[yesterday.]

Xaviar shifted her boots in the leaves, cracking several twigs in the process. Noticing Kyla's alarm, she looked up "Sorry, just me." She said softly. She got comfortable again, and just when she started to relax, a shuffling noise sounded near the edge of the clearing. Or maybe not.... She thought with a frown. She got up to check it out, rifle and knife in hand. "Stay there." She murmered to the others, raising a hand to them for a moment.

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey rolled her eyes and looked at her from the tree when her back was turned, mouthing the words 'make me' she was rather confrontational at the moment and felt the need to kill something. She stood up where she was sitting in the tree and grabbed her sheath and crossbow...though she wasn't going to go anywhere she was ready to when Xaviar called them down.

[Pulsefire]

-Bandit-
The lone bandit was starting to lose consciousness as he lay there bleeding out. But he managed to utter something that Clark had to ask him to repeat. "B- by the... the lake. To the n...north." he stopped and squinted form the pain "You... WILL die if you go there..." He said as he forced a smile "t- trust me" he added as the smile faded.

-Clark-
Clark pulled out his Baretta handgun and checked to see if it was loaded, then within a mere second he put a bullet in the mans head. "I hate promises" he said as he started to walk away

[☠>military brat.]

Nikita stood there for only seconds, she cocked her head slightly and followed closely behind him. The thought of going after them came easily...but actually doing it was another story. She knew that what he said was probably true...if they had more people and more guns should they really go after them? What did they have to gain in the first place. She looked back at John who seemed to be making a plan in his head, she could tell by his facial expression. He only made that face when he was thinking hard or making a plan.

[Pulsefire]

Clark noticed the lack of another pair of footsteps behind him. He looked at Niki and noticed that John was still by the copter. "Hey John, are you coming?" He asked as he stopped in his tracks. Then he looked back over to Niki, "wait... we should probably check the heli for supplies that have lasted the fire? I mean most of it is away from the engines?" he added as he raised an eyebrow

[☠>military brat.]

Nikita nodded her head and turned around, it was worth a shot...they needed to hurry if they where going to make it back before dark. She stepped around the three bodies and poked her head in. This was the closest she has ever been to a helicopter...she has seen plenty of them but never personally stepped inside one before. They had actually found Aubrey at the military base when they went there...she never really asked what she did but she guess she had been in a helicopter before. The only reason this was coming to mind was because she thought that Aubrey had died at the Walmart, she was picturing when her and John got in bad situation with both biters and bandits...strangely almost at the same time. She was the only reason they were still alive now, no wonder she was angry with them for leaving.

[ExplodingInk]

Kyla came down the tree, moving silently with her bow and her knives always tucked where ever she could place them. Watching Xavier move she looked at Aubrey; she was a mess, if Kyla was going to be honest. She knew how it felt to be left and knew the rage but she couldn't let herself be blinded by such emotions. She tip toed to follow Xavier; emotions are temporary -- unless you cling to them.

[☠>military brat.]

Aubrey frowned and looked down at Kyla as she moved forward, jumping down from the tree with her crossbow trained on anything that moved...besides the others. It was very obvious by her appearance that she was either crazy or having a very bad day. Her curly hair, though in a bun was very messy and falling out of place, her skin was covered in dirk and crusted with blood in certain places, her clothes where dirty and both her pants and shirt was ripped. Not to mention she had several gashes on her legs where the rips where and blood stains where there was a few cuts and scrapes across her stomach. She was also on top of it all rather thin and had menacing eyes...the fact that she was thin did not make her look weak though, it made her look desperate and even more unnerving.