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Kennedy-Leigh McCally

As the blondes legs dangled from the sturdy table her eyes darted around the neatly decorated room - a faint smile plastered across her face as she allowed a sigh to escape past her lips - she had just remembered the statement Tonx had told her about drunk people - her head tilting slightly in confusion as she watched the drunken woman run out. What was she doing? What if she was injured? Kennedy wouldn't be able to just leave Tonx to chase after her, despite not having a good start with the brunette Kennedy hoped she would be alright.

Seeing this as a chance to question Tonx about what she previously said she turned her head, bi-coloured eyes resting upon the dark haired woman. "About what you said about bad experinces, may I ask about it? Or would you rather not speak of it?" she questioned a slightly more serious gaze on her face - it was obvious Tonx was still in pain from the fall, but when she took the pills she always seemed to pick up - she just hoped Alex would hurry back as well as the others. But for now, Kenn remained glaring at the woman who had a cushion clenched in her grasp.

But, as the doors quickly swung open Kennedys head sharply turned - her hand whipping down to the hand gun that was in her weapon belt, but soon enough a figure emerged. Luckily it was only Clark who had entered the pub and by the looks of things she was holding a blanket and what looked like a teddy bear but also a bar of chocolate. Kennedy couldn't help but send a smile in the brunettes direction - she had brought these supplies for Tonx to make her feel more comfortable and this caused the blonde to send a respectful nod in her direction "Thank you for this Clark!" she smiled dipping her head once again - Kennedy did really appreciate it.

And soon enough the doors flew open once again - this time entering was Alex, he had only been 20 minutes or so like she predicted and thankfully he seemed unharmed. Smiling she watched as Trooper hurried in closely behind his owner and threw a bag onto the table gently - the sack obviously containing medication and all the other supplies they had collected. At Alexanders statement about moving as much as she didn't want to she did agree - the situations that had previously happened along with the strong secnts would only draw in the creatures "Alright, should we wait until morning? I don't mind keeping watch tonight." she offered.

Shuffling back a little Kenn raised her hand from against the table and ran it through her hair - causing her brown/blonde locks to fall back behind her. One leg was now dangling from the table where as the other one was bent and tucked under her other leg - at the moment Kennedys focus wasn't really on Hunter as he was happily keeping Tonx company - but her focuse was on Theo and Chris who had arrived back not long after Alexander and Clark - it seemed they had a bag full of food which would last them a while, but also they could take a few bits from the pub.

Her gaze averted onto the woman known as chris - despite them not getting off to a good start for some reason Kennedy found herself rather similar to this girl they both seemed stubborn, fiesty and pretty brave - maybe sharing many similarities caused them to clash? She didn't know. But for some reason Kenn would soon find herself to enjoy this girls company as well as anyone elses also. As Chris sent a smile in her direction Kennedy dipped her head and returned the gesture - before being confronted about Theo and the name she had previously called him 'cleo' which she did find rather amusing. When Theo asked she chuckled slightly "Yeah, Cleo." she grinned in the males direction - then looking around a little.

[Stuck in Limbo]

[Luna FreeFaller]

Clark wasn't expecting Tonx to scream at her touching the girl and if this were anyone else, she'd probably smack whoever it was but she couldn't do that. She quickly wrapped the blanket and moved away and she stopped screaming as soon as she did. Clark couldn't help but worry, she was either afraid of being touched or was in so much pain that even the feeling of a pair of hands on her was agony. Or both. Neither sounded pleasent.

Hearing the girl thank her, Clark sighs and flicks her fringe out of her eyes "Don't mention it... I had to make it up to her somehow." She answers, still panting from the run back. She wipes the blood off of her face as not to worry anyone. Alma rejoins Hunter, pulling him on the ear playfully.

She seems to black out as she jumps upon hearing the door open about 20 minutes later to see Alexander, Theo and Chris come in. They had a lot of supplies with them which was a good thing. They'd need them. Upon hearing Alexander's proposal about leaving here and finding somewhere more secure, she could not help but agree.
"Not a bad idea... I want to get as far away from that hotel as possible..." She says out loud. She hated it there, it was too big and empty, not to mention that room...

Clark shakes her head at the thought and takes out her flask of whisky. But after opening it, she hesitates. She didn't want to remember anymore but if they caught her drinking more they would have the right to kick her out and she didn't want to be alone again. Oh god, not again. Clark huffs and rolls her eyes as she screws the top back on and puts it in her back pocket.

Clark huffs and looks at Tonx, she was unable to stop herself from smiling a little at the sight of her sleeping quite peacefully under that blanket she gave her. But with that, it made her worry a little. There was a strong chance that she would still be in pain in the morning and could still be unable to walk. Clark took one small block of chocolate off of the slab and nibbled on it. Clark rarely ate and never seemed to feel hungry but like most girls, she didn't mind some chocolate every now and again.

She looks at the rest of the group "Where do you think we should go?" she asks. Once she was given an answer, the girl's eyes suddenly become heavy as it seems the alcohol was now sinking further into her head. She lies out flat on the sofa and seems to drop to sleep immediately, snoring quietly.

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Alexander Thaddeus Way

"We will fight or we will die either way the enemy will fear us today."

Alexander wanted to argue against Kennedy staying up for the watch, but his fluttering eyelids told him that he needed some sleep. With a slight wave to the others, he slumped into a chair in the far corner tucked between the crevices of the wall, and sat himself down. He kept his head tilted back, one hand behind his neck, the other hanging off of the chair, petting Trooper who decided to curl down beside him.

"Thank you Kennedy." Alexander's stark tone mumbled as he finally let his eyelids cover his silvery green eyes. Trooper then  gets up and curls around his owners feet, before plopping his furry head onto his owner's boot-clad feet. The young lad immerses himself in the oblivion of sleep- which  he hasn't done in at least three days. The action comes quickly to him, and soon, the light fall and rise of his chest becomes constant- and finally, he's asleep.

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[[I'll wait for Theo and Chris to be posted for]]

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Anyone going to post?))

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[[Well I was waiting for Theo and Chris to be posted for, but I guess I'll go ahead]]

"When you feel like quitting think about why you started!"

Kennedy-Leigh McCally

When Tonx had told Kennedy why she was so wary when around drunk people her heart sunk - how could anyone result in beating up her kids or be an alcoholic for that matter? Sure Kennedy drank and got into fights, but she would never hurt a family member or a friend and even more than a few drinks knocked the woman sick. Now, now she realised how tough Tonxs' life was and her illness re-entered the young woman's mind - was her arthritis caused by this? She didn't know and she dared to ask, she didn't want Tonx to remember her past, not because of her younger siblings but because of the beating she suffered and the alcoholic parents she had to live with.

Shaking her head Kenn knocked herself out of her daydream and looked back at the raven haired girl who had an upset expression on her face, her heart honestly sunk for this girl and although she couldn't relate what she had went through she realised the pain and suffering she had went through. With a softened gaze Kennedy's lips parted slightly "Oh, I'm sorry to hear...But you don't have to worry, as long as I'm here - aswell as Alexander - I can assure you nothing will ever happen to you...." she smiled with a nod to her head "I promise!" she smiled.

Looking at Alex she smiled "No problem..." she whispered quietly as he slowly drifted off - her head then turning to glance at Tonx who was gripping onto the teddy and curled up in the blanket, a smile revealed her pearly whites - she loved seeing them so comfortable. The now familiar voice of Clark peeled the blonde woman's eyes off of her previous group mates as she glanced at the brunette "I couldn't tell you, but hopefully its somewhere safe" she mumbled glancing around at the medium sized room that held her 'friends' safely inside.

Hearing the sound of low, muffled growls the blondes eyes narrowed as they shot across the room at the noise source - but her gaze then softened as she realised it was only Hunter and Alma playing again, she loved seeing Hunter happy - his mood always seemed lit up whenever he was around her or other canines. For a few seconds she watched as the two dogs playfully yet quietly romped around with one another - their tails rapidly wagging - a chuckled brushed out her mouth as the examined each individual once again. Despite not getting off to the best start with Clark, Theo and Chris she had slowly grown to like them and did like the extra company - but Tonx and Alex were more like family.

Sighing the 23-year old let out a sigh, pressing her hands against the pool table and pushing herself up - her feet making an brisk thud sound as the hard soul of her trainers hit the floor. Placing her hands by her side she adjusted the belt that remained around her hips. Then raising her left hand she ran it through her golden locks. Slowly she walked towards a window of the pub and glanced out - her hands across the inside ledge of the window. A usual the streets were dark and quiet nothing was moving in the distance apart from an odd bat that would shoot across the sky. Her hazel/green eyes darted across the empty streets.

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[Luna FreeFaller]

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((Sorry for such inactivity. I had some problems in /my/ world. HueHue))

"Do I look like a dog for you? No? Then stop telling me what to do."

"Oh stop crying, this will never end, deal with it."

Theo glanced at Kennedy, carefully listening to Raven girl speak about drunk people. For a second he glanced downwards, focusing on brown wooden floor which was covered in dust and footprints on it. He wanted to say something, but deciding to stay quiet, he rammed on the bar even more, this time crossing his left leg beneath right one, standing in more comfortable position.

Theo then began to think about his family. He couldn't describe his parents much. They weren't alcoholics /or/ strict ones. They just allowed him to do waht ever he wants to, as long as it is human possible and not crazy. Theo would never go for dumb and idiotic moves, he knows his blind spots and he decides to keep them 'blind'.

That's when he volunteered for army. His parents were fine with it, more like they were scared that Theo will die in war they will go. Promising them that he will be fine, he left and spend his four, long years there. In the end of his army years, he met Chris. That poor girl who was laying there with gun aimed on her forehead. That was just a practice, but she already felt like it was the battle, a real war in Iraq.

Yes, they were supposed to go there, girl and boy groups pushed in one. Though, Theo left right before he could go there, since his family and university was on his mind, not army or war. Though, now he feels somehow guilty, kind of disappointed in himself since when the troop left, most of his 'friends' died in that war. Damn those terrorists.

Theo flew back to reality, shaking his head before he stood straight and firm. His eyes flew from corner to corner, from Raven girl then back at ground. He wanted to say what he wanted to say time before, more like minutes ago, just to break the silence that began to 'scream' in his ears.

"Well, you're not the only one here." mumbling quietly to the Raven girl, he grabbed a chair and quickly sat on it, getting the back of it in front of him so his arms would land on top rail. "So, to break the silence, what should we do?" he asked kind of loudly, trying to keep the conversation going.

Chris on other hand was still keeping her gaze locked on two canids sleeping by her legs. Both of them seemed to ignore the people who surrounded them, even the faint sound of snore was vibrating their gums. By that, Chris grinned in amusement, though, the grin quickly vanished after hearing what Theo said.

As much as her parents got drunk and beat her up for no good reason, she still loved them. The apocalypse did it's worst to kill them, now their insides are rotting in someones stomach or somewhere on the road. But she didn't wanted this, Chris never wanted them dead. Even what she said about 'wishing that you were dead', she didn't mean it, her anger flew out and her miserable life made her be this quiet or over-protective. Afterall, Theo is the only family she's got left.

Anyways, just by trying to save her folks from those zombies, she failed to do that and she as well failed on her own being. Now only she knows that she is a walking cure, a walking human with zombie bite on her neck. That happened when Chris tried to keep her parents safe by locking every door and pushing them somewhere in dark corner. It appeared to be small closet for kitchen supplies.

Everything happened so fast that she still don't know how she got bitten. Maybe it's because her already drunk father kicked the door open and pushed himself forwards like a tank, allowing group of zombies to rush in, or Chris just wasn't sure about her safety that moment. All she could remember are screams, which included hers when she felt old teeth to bite on her bare skin.

How she got out she still doesn't know. Again, everything happened too fast for her to memorize everything. Even now she feels like she forgot many things when they are running in her mind. Maybe that bite is infected? Maybe her brains are shrinking into peanut sized ones? Heh, her mind is playing tricks on her as usual, she can imagine anything she wants in RBG colors, not Black&White, HD quality too.