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Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

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Katherine Reed
Player, 10 posts
Don't call me little!
Don't call me kid!
Tue 5 Jun 2018
at 00:01
  • msg #236

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Kat couldn't help but take note of Lorenzo's loud and abrupt entrance. She was glad for the help, assuming by the look of the man that he was more than capable to hold his own against the dead, but all his shouting was a bit of a distraction. Hank and the rest of his group must have been used to it by now as Hank hardly seemed fazed, but Kat was used to a lonesome silence. She seemed a bit annoyed as she pulled her hatchet from the skull of the zed she was standing over, but she held her tongue.

Another glance at the other survivors revealed a more cheerful looking Lorenzo, something that didn't sit well for Kat. And then, of course, came the man's orders for her to get out of the way. That, being underestimated, she couldn't tolerate. Whether or not the man was still paying her any attention, she flipped Lorenzo off before quickly turning her attention to the nearest undead, her grip on her hatchet tightening. She ran at the shambling zed which seemed fixated on Lorenzo, its arms outstretched in true zombie fashion, before hacking into its skull. As the body dropped, she followed the other survivors' lead of maneuvering the dead around the pews for easy dispatch.
Hank Lucion
Player, 188 posts
Tue 12 Jun 2018
at 06:30
  • msg #237

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

When Katherine joined in the rest of the walking dead were quickly returned to their proper state of existence. Depending on how long they stayed at the trading post she definitely made it on to Hank's list of people he wouldn't mind working with. As the last one fell Hank leaned against a pew to catch his breath. Surveying the mess of busted bodies weaved through the benches he sighed.  I really hope whoever was in that room is still in there. After another moment he used the crowbar to push himself up and headed to the back door again, stepping over several bodies that littered the main aisle. Addy, we may need you now. He called over his shoulder, figuring Suzie, if it was her, probably wouldn't respond to a guy based on what they had been told.

Stepping to the side of the door he knocked with the crowbar. The zombies are gone now. It's safe to come out.
The Narrator
GM, 79 posts
Sun 17 Jun 2018
at 06:56
  • msg #238

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Nothing but silence answered Hank. Addy wandered over to the back door with the others as they prepared to pry it open. "Susie, honey?" she asked hopelessly. Addy got choked up.

The door splintered when Hank pried it open. the door was solid wood, fairly strong, but the jam was flimsy. the strip of wood crashed to the ground and the door creaked open.

Inside the room:

The back office, the preacher's office, was dark. the windows were boarded up. There was a messy desk in the corner directly across from the door. And at the desk was the preacher... about ninety severn percent of the preacher. A small portion of the man was splattered across the floor of the room and the little revolver clasped in his fingers explained why.

The other side of the room held an army cot and a scratchy wool blanket. Wrapped in it was a small, child-sized corpse. Addy shakily ran into the room and cradled Susie's dead body, sobbing hard into her chest.

Close observation would reveal that Susie bore a zombie bite on the back of her calf, which had been tended to by the preacher. unfortunately neither basic first aide nor the lord almighty could stop the infection from spreading, and the preacher was forced to cut down the poor girl as the died and then rose again. there was a small, gentle incision in Susie's temple. He had done it mercifully and with great compassion.

Compassion so great that in his sorrow, the preacher had taken his own life. There was nothing else for the Caravan here. The sombre hunting party carried Susie's body to the grave yard for an impromptu funeral.

In the graveyard:

A couple of the travellers dug the grave in the empty corner of the cemetery beside a dead tree. "At least she's got some shade." Addy remarked as she cried once more. Susie was laid to rest wrapped in the scratchy blanket. Addy placed the girl's stuffed bear on her chest, and wrapped Susie's hands around it. "I don't want her to be alone in there." she said, tossing a handful of soil into the grave.

Addy walked away from the group to sit on the church steps to cry as they set about filling in the grave.
Lorenzo
Player, 102 posts
Mon 18 Jun 2018
at 02:17
  • msg #239

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"Uh-huh," Lorenzo replied to Hank, dryly, giving him a dubious look when warned about the girl's "vicious side." He continued to prowl around the pews, encouraging the dead to file toward him in a manageable way. To Hank's question he shook his head. "Not sure. Haven't got to check those vehicles outside yet."

He didn't notice Kat's defiant flipping of the bird, the dead taking up most of his focus. He did notice something coming up on his side, the one with the bum arm, too late, and was surprised to see the kid dispatching an adult-sized zed. It had been creeping up on him. Grouchy and stubborn as he was, he didn't thank her. He'd said to stay out of the way. "I had him," he huffed. He didn't take anymore actions to remove her from the church though. That had to count for something. Or maybe not. He might've decided it was too much of a pain in the ass. It was hard to get a read on Lorenzo sometimes.

Once all the undead were dead-dead, Lorenzo wiped the worst of the gore and skull chunks stuck to his machete off on a corpse's back. He didn't speak anymore, just watched Hank messing around by the door until they managed to ease it open. Addy and Hank were closest. He lingered behind them, trying to peer inside for signs of trouble.

Didn't take long, but turns out it wasn't the type of trouble he could do anything about. Just more dead fucking kids.

He looked hesitant to enter, but followed after Addy. He checked over the priest's body to make sure he wasn't going to jump out and take a bite out of anyone. Someone else could deal with Addy. He took the revolver from the dead man, checked the pockets, gave the desk a cursory look and left.

He went to the church's door and waited there for everyone to get their shit together, watching the outside and leaning into the door-frame. His jaw was clenched tight. The muscle jumped as he ground his teeth.

With his arm the way it was, he couldn't help carry the body or fill the hole. "I'm gonna check the cars, if anyone wants to help once you're done back there," he told the others when they went by. Once they continued on he sat on the church steps and opened his flask.

Apparently Addy had a similar idea, because she came back to sit after a bit. Lorenzo had hoped for a quiet moment, but there was now a grieving woman crying in his ear. The fact the kid had died didn't surprise him. He'd been expecting this result all morning. Still, the rightness of his cynicism brought no comfort. He would have liked to be wrong. He wordlessly offered her a drink, giving the flask a little shake. He couldn't really think of anything comforting to say. It had been long ago established he was shitty at these things. The first things to come into his head weren't the right things. Well, what were you expecting. And people die all the time.

"Well," he said. There was a long, awkward pause. It seemed like that's all he was going to say for a moment. "That was pretty fucked. Least you know."

He got up and went to check the cars, to see if they could run or if they had any salvageable parts, but mostly because he didn't want to be around Addy. Least she did know though. There wasn't going to be a lifetime of sitting around and agonizing over if the kid was alive or not for her.
Hank Lucion
Player, 190 posts
Sat 23 Jun 2018
at 00:04
  • msg #240

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

He hadn't wanted to break in the door. While it was possible the other person was too scared or mistrustful to answer, it also meant they could be too late. Something that was unfortunately confirmed when they finally got into the room. Watching Addy his grip tightened on the crowbar, numbness spreading through his veins. They had been so close. Though maybe it was better they hadn't found her sooner, Addy not having to witness Suzie's rebirth. It wouldn't have been the first time they had to deal with kid zombies but it didn't get any easier and he couldn't imagine knowing them. Didn't want to, turning his attention elsewhere as he crushed the image of it being Tom on the cot instead.

As perverse as it was there was one small consolidation to Suzie being a kid. It saved a little time on the burial. Thankfully the ground was still soft enough to dig with some pieces of the church broken off from the storm. Not the classic "six foot under" but not a shallow grave either. Leaving the others to handle filling in the grave he made his way over to where Lorenzo was looking over the cars.

Any idea how far we are from where we left the others? Hank asked, slightly distracted as he walked over. He still couldn't fully shake the earlier image of his brother on the cot. It'd be great if we could grab them before going back to the trading post. He started trying door handles on the chance someone forgot to lock their door.
Dominic Dubreton
Player, 429 posts
The Guy with the Sword
"Doc"
Sat 23 Jun 2018
at 15:31
  • msg #241

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For the most part Dom let Lorenzo and Kat do most of the work where dispatching the dead was concerned, the medic prowling up and down the central aisle watching for any hint of movement beneath the pews. However it would appear that the dead would remain dead on this occasion allowing Hank the opportunity to pry open the door with the loud splintering crack of the aged timber jambs, that normally would have been rather alarming had they not already dealt with the churches undead problem.

Stepping into the doorway it quickly became apparent to all involved that the happy ending they had been striving for wasn't going to happen "Well...that was a fucking waste of time" Dominic growled irritably as his eyes fell upon the remains of the dead girl and priest. Perhaps not the most tactful thing to say all things considered but he struggling to find the energy to care about the dead girl or anything else for that matter.

With Lorenzo relieving the dead priest of his revolver Dominic would quickly ransack the rooms sole cupboard and finding nothing but stacks of bibles and hymn books inside that were of no use to anyone. With the room now thoroughly searched all that was left was for Dom to wrap the dead girl up in the blanket and carry her outside to be buried.

With the ground being mercifully soft it didn't take long to dig a suitable hole using one of the spades he'd retrieved from the small and thankfully unlocked tool shed at the bottom of the cemetery "so...what are you planning on doing now this little debacle is over?" Dominic asked Kat as he filled in the hole "we could use a girl of your talents in our group, granted we're nowhere near as wells set up as the Trading post...but we wouldn't treat you like a little kid either...just give it some thought ok?" he said before continuing to silently work on filling Suzies grave.
The Narrator
GM, 80 posts
Sat 30 Jun 2018
at 18:26
  • msg #242

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The somewhat solemn impromptu funeral had wrapped up. Addie, grieving and in shock, moved like a zombie and said as much.

Karen decided to sit out on the burial of the child, fearing the same fate was approaching her own son if she didn't find a way to save him. She remained on the steps of the church alone, her aching muscles throbbing and cramping as she watched Lorenzo prowl the nearby parked cars.

Karen's body was gripped with withdrawal symptoms. She had nothing left to puke up, but that didn't stop her stomach from trying. Karen had vomited bile into the church's flower pots the entire time the hole was being dug. As the girl was being lowered into the grave, Karen had excused herself around the back of the church to relive herself as the effects of opiate withdrawal attacked the other end.

As the Caravan congregated in front of the church preparing to head back to camp they were greeted by the sound of a car driving on gravel. The dirt road snaked through the overgrown countryside a few hundred meters away from the front of the church. the signature column of dust rose up from behind the car as it neared, at considerable speed.

Guys? Are they coming this way? Karen asked through gritted teeth. She slipped her pistol from the holster on her hip. Karen's shaking hand tried to tug backwards on the slide but her grip was weak. She dropped the gun and it clattered down the church steps.

The car was now less than a kilometre away, and approaching fast.
Dominic Dubreton
Player, 430 posts
The Guy with the Sword
"Doc"
Sun 1 Jul 2018
at 16:25
  • msg #243

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With Addie being the only one who'd actually known Suzie, the funeral such as it was, was blessedly short and comprised mainly of Addie sobbing and Dominic filling in the hole once the dead girl had been placed inside.

It was only when they were all gathered out front and contemplating the journey back to either the trading post or the farm where they'd left the others that things started to get interesting. Hearing Karen's warning Dominic would turn to look at the approaching plume of dust and the accompanying sound of an engine working it's way down the gravel road towards them, followed by the clattering of Karen's Glock as it fell down the church steps.

Retrieving the weapon from where it lay on the gravel path, Dominic would quickly work the slide before handing the weapon to Hank, as the last thing he needed was someone getting shot because Karen had the shakes "well we have no idea whether they're friendly or not so I say we get back inside the church, close the doors and wait for them to pass, or failing that sneak out the back way" he said, though should the driver prove to be Kaiden then there may well be a hasty change of plans as he put a hole in Karen's psychotic offspring's head "if anyone has any better idea's now's the time to share them" he said, chambering a round into his own weapon as he watched the dust cloud looming ever closer.
Lorenzo
Player, 103 posts
Tue 3 Jul 2018
at 04:50
  • msg #244

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Lorenzo was turning over the cars when Hank came over. He looked a little undignified, crawling over the backseat of a station wagon in search of anything useful under the seats. Nada. Unless an empty water bottle could be considered useful but God knew they could find crappy, empty plastic just about anywhere.

"Guess so, huh," he answered Hank in his customary grumble. It's not like it was his decision or something. He sidled out from the back seat and then, in a slightly softer tone, "bet you wanna get back to Tom."

He waved a hand, open palmed, indicating his search of the cars had been fruitlessly shitty so far.

"And I've got no fucking clue how far we are exactly. I'd have to see the map. You're better off asking Doc."


Lorenzo did smell strongly of alcohol, so he might not be the best to ask much of anything at the moment. He moved over to the front, popped the hood, and rounded the car. He hoped everything wasn't rusted to shit or gutted already.

"Y'know," he started again, voice low and conspiratorial. "Once we get everyone back together, maybe we can make something of that trading post. Would be nice to get the run of the joint. Haven't seen something that well put together in awhile."

It had taken him a few months to get acclimated to being bossed around by the Caravan. Progress at the trading post would, most likely, be just as slow and begrudging. He didn't like the idea of doing menial tasks, for pennies, for a bunch of dickhead strangers, but it probably beat their current living situation. Which was technically homeless, even more homeless than most people these days.

The train of thought was interrupted by the approach of the strange car shortly there after. Lorenzo sighed heavily and tilted his head for Hank to come over with the others. He agreed hunkering down in the church was probably the best course of action. He loaded up the revolver as he headed inside, noting it still had the priest's brain on the nose. Least with a small arm like this he could be somewhat useful in a gun-fight.

"For their sake, I hope it's not those Children of the Corn," he growled.
Katherine Reed
Player, 11 posts
Don't call me little!
Don't call me kid!
Sat 7 Jul 2018
at 21:19
  • msg #245

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Kat didn't know how to react when they found Suzie's body. She didn't have much hope when they left the trading post, she had expected Suzie to be dead but she wanted so badly to be wrong. The body didn't seem to phase her much, but then again she was a quiet girl.

Despite being from the same trading post as Addie, Kat didn't try to comfort her, she didn't know what to say. She silently helped Dom bury the body, seemingly lost in thought. When asked about joining the Caravan, she simply nodded her head when told to give it some thought. But her daze was broken by the approaching car. She followed the others' lead, drawing her pistol and making sure it was ready to shoot. "We could hold here in the church if they try to attack. Unless these guys are territorial or really desperate for supplies, a few gunshots to show them we're serious should be enough to scare them off. Most people don't stick around when shot at. Worst case scenario, we try to lose them in the forest and cut back towards the neighborhood we were in earlier. Regroup from there."

It seemed to take Kat a moment to register what Lorenzo had growled. "What do you mean by Children of the Corn?"
Hank Lucion
Player, 191 posts
Mon 9 Jul 2018
at 20:13
  • msg #246

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Hank gave a small sigh when Lorenzo mentioned getting back to Tom. It's that obvious? Tossing a book ruined by an old spill and dropped candy back into the car he found it in he hoped the zombie horde Wyoming and he had turned toward the Lost Boy's truck had driven them far enough off the Caravan's trail. If they caught up...

Shaking his at Lorenzo's suggestion of taking over the Trading Post he joined the other at the car's front. Hard to figure out if he was joking even in the best of times, let alone coming off a night of drinking, Hank decided to take the comment at face value. Sure. He murmured, And if that doesn't work out then we have two groups who don't like us and we lose the closest thing to a safe haven we've found so far.

Any other conversation was cut off by the unexpected sound of the approaching car. Just what we need. Having already mentally taken Karen out of any sort of fighting Hank wasn't too surprised when he ended up with her gun, though he was far from the best shot around. Sure he'd practiced a little when they'd managed to get the extra ammo and found a basement to help reduce how far the noise traveled but he'd just never taken to it.

He frowned slightly at Lorenzo's reference, though it was slightly apt. The Lost Boys. To say they're leader doesn't like us...would be a bit of an understatement. He didn't know what dealings Katherine had with the other group before, for all he knew whatever was going on was just between them and the Caravan.
Dominic Dubreton
Player, 431 posts
The Guy with the Sword
"Doc"
Mon 16 Jul 2018
at 18:19
  • msg #247

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

As Hank and Lorenzo brought up the possibility that the owner's of the car could be Lost Boys, Dominic would tighten his grip upon the battered automatic pistol he'd been carrying since this whole thing began "if it is them, they're dead" he spoke in a flat emotionless voice and a murderous glint in his eyes that said he was serious.

Backing up into the church Dominic would wait until they were all inside before closing the large wooden double doors; leaving just enough of a crack for them to see through without being seen themselves.Standing ready to push open the doors and start firing should they be required to do so, Dominic would snap his fingers at Karen to get her attention before then pointing at one of the dusty pews "sit there and don't make a sound" he hissed at the blonde addict before turning his attention back to the crack in the door. Judging by the sound of the engine the car and it's driver would be arriving any second now.
Wyoming
NPC, 20 posts
Thu 9 Aug 2018
at 01:38
  • msg #248

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Of course, the driver of the oncoming car was WYOMING. The teenage boy sped into what couldn't really be called a "town." Wyoming's car slowed as it approached the T intersection the church lived on, and the boy's panicked face was clear to see.

Wyoming crawled through the intersection, poking his head out the window to see if there was any sign of movement in, or around, the church. It was as Wyoming was about to give up that a shovel in the graveyard on the side of the church toppled over. Wyoming slammed on the breaks and put the car in park in the middle of the road, a couple of meters passed the front door of the church.

Wyoming just stared out the car window at the cemetery with fear spelled all over his face.
Dominic Dubreton
Player, 432 posts
The Guy with the Sword
"Doc"
Sun 12 Aug 2018
at 17:14
  • msg #249

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

As the battered pickup came to a stop a short distance from the front of the church Dominic was able to get a good look at the driver, easily recognising him as the boy they'd held hostage during the ill fated exchange in the town of Slaughter. The fact that the boy was alone and looked to be half scared o death meant nothing to Dom, the only thing that mattered to him was that the boy was one of them and was in his sights.

Opening the church door Dominic would take a pair of brisk steps out into the open before raising his pistol and squeezing the trigger, producing a hole in the windshield about two inches to the left of the boys head. Swearing under his breath Dominic would continue to advance on Wyoming firing another shot that forced him to throw himself across the passenger seat less he catch the round in his chest "there's no escape Mon Ami, you and the rest of you're murderous friends are zombie food!" Dominic shouted as he continued to advance of the pickup. Once he reached the drivers side door there would be no escape and the boy would die.
Hank Lucion
Player, 192 posts
Sun 12 Aug 2018
at 19:01
  • msg #250

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Hank frowned and cast a glance to Dom at the proclamation. If Kaiden had stumbled upon them then maybe by following through on his promise Dom could save a lot of trouble and lives later. Anyone else...could just make things worst. While he wanted justice for Ricky and what happened to Joe blindly killing anyone who might belong to the other group wasn't the way to go about it. Now wasn't the time to argue about it though as the car pulled up and they took their places around the doors.

When Dom pushed open the doors and started firing Hank looked out and felt his heart skip a beat. This was the opposite of a best case scenario he had in mind. Waitwaitwaitwait... Racing after the enraged man he pushed the gun up, hopefully throwing off any follow up shots and placing himself between them. Flicking he safety on he placed his own gun into his pocket and put out his hands. Dom, please, think about this for a moment. Kaiden's the one you want. You want to know where Kaiden is and what's going on with him... slowly he reached back and pointed to the car and its passenger, we need him alive. Let me talk to him, please. He could be escaping for all we know. Swallowing he met the other man's gaze. I owe him that much, at least. He hadn't told any of the others the role Wyoming had played in getting them out of the barn, only Tom and NM knew.
Dominic Dubreton
Player, 433 posts
The Guy with the Sword
"Doc"
Mon 13 Aug 2018
at 21:32
  • msg #251

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Snatching his arm free of Hank's restraining grip, Dominic would step out of easy reach but would make no move to continue firing...or at least not yet "what the hell is wrong with you? He's one of those asshole Lost Boy's that tried to kill us!" he snarled, pointing the gun in the direction of the pickup before letting it drop to his side once again "...and the way I see it one less of them in the world is a damn good start!" however it would appear that Hank not only felt that the boy should live but could also prove instrumental in finding and killing the groups psychotic leader; Kaidan.

He had to admit, however reluctantly, that using the kid to find Kaidan and the rest of the Lost Boys so that he could wipe the lot of them out in one hit made far more sense that killing them off piecemeal as and when he found them "what makes you think that we can trust him? Their track record on that front his pretty damn crap" he asked, losing some of the heat from his voice if not all of it.

It would be all too easy for the kid to walk them into an ambush, but then again perhaps Hank was right and the kid was running? after all he was out here all by himself "Fine...you have five minutes to convince him that it's in his best interest to tell us what we need to know or I'll cut his damn head off" Dominic coolly spoke as he holstered his gun, his hand moving to rest upon the hilt of his sword.
Lorenzo
Player, 104 posts
Tue 14 Aug 2018
at 04:58
  • msg #252

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Lorenzo didn't have as good of a look at the driver. He'd followed behind Hank, pretty slow on the draw, and was still lingering by the church's door as things seemingly calmed down for the moment. He recognized Wyoming of course. He'd helped watch him while he was their captive, and had felt a little bad for the kid way back when. Course that was before his guys killed Ricky. Still, he seemed scared of the Lost Boys' leader, and just about everything, and honestly struck Lorenzo as a weak link. It was that obvious weakness that made him hone in on the kid in the first place. He wondered if he'd finally split of from the rest of the gang.

He leaned against the doorway with a grumble and rolled his shoulder. "Doc means it, real big on head cutting," he said as an aside to Kat. "Think it's a French thing. Might wanna look away."

For now he watched for signs of more company. If either Hank or Wyoming looked to him for support he'd chime in, but for now he just observed- which was unlike him. He was usually mouthing off or being disruptive in some way or the other but seemed a little subdued today in general. He was in the camp Wyoming was more use alive than dead but he understood why Dom was so pissed. Even if the kid was such a pussy he couldn't be a threat, his associates were gigantic assholes.
Hank Lucion
Player, 193 posts
Wed 15 Aug 2018
at 15:58
  • msg #253

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Hank could feel his heart pounding, half expecting his plea to fall on deaf ears and another shot to punch into the kid in the car. I'll...explain later. He managed, backing away, unsure how Dom would react to the full truth of their escape from the barn. Making his way to the car he tried to calm his breathing and heart rate. At least the other's anger had threw off his aim though it was sure to be little consolation to the youth. Passenger seat, now. If Tom was around he'd recognize the tone in Hank's voice as "don't argue if you know what's good for you". Taking a quick glance in the back seat to be sure the other was alone he unlocked the door and took the drivers seat. Even though he had five minutes it couldn't hurt if it looked like he had some sort of control in this situation.

Hand shaking slightly he rolled up the windows and pulled the key out of the ignition. The crow caws at midnight. He kept his eyes forward, gripping the wheel to steady his hands.
Katherine Reed
Player, 12 posts
Don't call me little!
Don't call me kid!
Fri 24 Aug 2018
at 01:59
  • msg #254

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Kat didn't flinch when Dom started shooting at Wyoming. She covered his approach but stayed by the church doors, glancing up the road to make sure no more vehicles were approaching. When it seemed the shooting was over, she holstered her pistol and used the scope of her rifle to scan the road and treeline Wyoming came from. She didn't know what the Caravan had been through with the Lost Boys, but Dom's anger could only be caused by loss.

At Lorenzo's comment she replied, "I've killed a bandit with a molotov, decapitation sounds better than burning alive . . . How many did you guys lose to these Lost Boys?"
This message was last edited by the player at 02:00, Fri 24 Aug 2018.
Lorenzo
Player, 105 posts
Wed 29 Aug 2018
at 22:26
  • msg #255

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Lorenzo gave the girl a bit of a funny look, like he couldn't tell if she was joking about the bandit or not. From the church, it did seem she could actually fight. "Since I been here," he held up a finger. "One. They caught one of our guys too, after that crazy ass storm rolled through. Roughed him up pretty good. We've had some kinda issues with 'em before I got here too, but I dunno all of it. I'm just along for whatever."

There was a finality to his tone that suggested that's all he knew, or at least cared to say, on the matter.

"Who taught you to make it out here?" he asked. "You kill a lot of dead dudes before? You can shoot guns?"

She was quite literally the first kid he met who could actually hold her own. Mortimer had taught Lizzie fuck all from what he'd gathered and he didn't know where his own sisters were.
Katherine Reed
Player, 13 posts
Don't call me little!
Don't call me kid!
Tue 4 Sep 2018
at 05:40
  • msg #256

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Kat lowered her rifle, slowly; a distant, slightly solemn look on her face. There was a brief moment of silent contemplation before she spoke. She kept her eyes down, not turning towards Lorenzo as she replied. "After the world went to shit, I had to learn how to make it on my own, just in case. That's what Jacob used to say." She turned towards Lorenzo now, leaning against the doorway with the rifle held awkwardly in her hands. "I wouldn't be here right now if it wasn't for him. He taught me everything I know, taught me to shoot, clean a gun, make a fire, hunt; everything I needed to survive. He didn't need to do any of that, he didn't know me." Her gaze shifted back down to the hunting rifle in her hands before she tightened her grip on it. "But he's gone now."
Wyoming
NPC, 21 posts
Wed 12 Sep 2018
at 17:46
  • msg #257

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

In reply to Hank Lucion (msg # 253):

Wyoming was visibly shaking as he shifted over to the passenger side. He withered in his seat.

"Please don't let him kill me." he said. "We've got a problem. Both of us." Wy leaned cautiously past Hank to eye Dominic and the others before returning to his cowering position.

"That guy Emerson, he told me which way y'all were headed. I've been looking for you all day."

Movement in the church door caught Wyoming's eye. "Is um, is Atlanta's... Mom... here? Don't trust her, huh. Atlanta told us what she did. She's dangerous."

Wyoming returned to the present moment inside the car. "Anyways, I need to talk to you all. you need to listen, and you can't let Dominic kill me, okay?"
Hank Lucion
Player, 194 posts
Thu 13 Sep 2018
at 23:11
  • msg #258

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Given his current situation of being shot at and essentially in enemy territory, Hank could understand Wyoming's terror. Taking a deep breath he turned and gently placed a hand on the kid's shoulder, tone softening. I'm not going to let him kill you. I know you don't want part in whatever pissing contest is going on between Dom and Kaiden...Atlanta or whatever the hell he's calling himself these days. Unfortunately they were all stuck in the middle. If there was a way to lock those two in a room and just let them fight it out this would be over.

Following the other's glance Hank sighed again. I don't what he told you, but I doubt it's the same story I got from the others. Though anyone can be dangerous when they're trying to protect their loved ones. His voice hardened and grip tightened briefly at the end, a gentle reminder of his warning to Wyoming about knowingly taking advantage of his trust to lead them into danger.

Relaxing his grip he gave Wyoming a reassuring smile. I know Dom has some questions, but the fact you came here by yourself and didn't go racing off after being shot at may be enough to convince him to listen first. May be, no guarantees he won't just start blasting you with questions. Now, when we go out there, stay right behind me, and don't make any sudden movements. A quick glance toward Dom, We've still got a moment or two, is there anything else I should know before we go talk to Dom?
Wyoming
NPC, 22 posts
Sun 28 Oct 2018
at 05:49
  • msg #259

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

In reply to Hank Lucion (msg # 258):

Wyoming shook his head. There was nothing else to go over, and not much time. "I'll stay on this side of the car, away from Dominic." Wy scooted out of the car, keeping low so as only his head was showing for Dominic to take pot-shots at. "You got me covered, right?" he asked one more time, still not sure even Hank could protect him from the guy who beheaded two children.

"I'm not here for Atlanta, okay, I just need you to listen to me." he was shouting to the whole group now. "The container town is in danger! Your people and our people are inside and the walls are surrounded by zombies! it's only a matter of time before they breach the gates."

Wyoming wasn't aware of course that the rest of the Caravan was stashed on a farm somewhere else.

"We need to work together to save the outpost, and then we can talk about ending this stupid war."
Hank Lucion
Player, 195 posts
Thu 15 Nov 2018
at 18:10
  • msg #260

Chapter 6 - The Caravan "Amongst The Mud And The Blood"

Just don't make any sudden movements. Hank nodded, glancing back as he got out of the car in order to foul whatever shots people may have had the best he could. He took the keys with him, showing them to Dom before pocketing them. Slowly walking back to Dom he paused briefly at the mention of both groups being at the post. Did the Lost Boys try and head to the post after escaping in the pickup? Or was this a different horde?

Stopping far enough that he'd at least have a chance to react if Dom decided to go after the kid but close enough Wyoming couldn't hear he sighed. Well, I'd say finding the rest of our people and bringing them and a bunch of zombies to the Trading Post just to lure us into a trap sounds way too complicated. If they really knew where the others were why not just send someone else to mock us or threaten them? The gun he had been given was still in his pocket, and had been in easy reach of the teen the whole time.
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