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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 11, 2018 14:09:29 GMT -8
"I need my husband,", he heard Lucille say, her voice cracking slightly at that, while she still looked at him. Their eyes met for some more moments, maybe just seconds, in which the time seemed to stand still. And right now, right here, Negan really was hating himself. He had had the world. And he had thoroughly fucked it up.
And then time went on.
"Ingrid, you've been so good to me. I could never thank you for everything that you've done. But if I could have a moment with Negan alone?"
Negan still made no move, only threw one short look in Ingrid's direction, as she passed by. Then the door clunked shut.
And finally, he moved. Not to his wife's bedside by now, but at least he regained control over the muscles in his body. And once again their eyes met. And eventually, Negan stepped closer.
"Hey."
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Post by Ariel on Feb 11, 2018 22:00:11 GMT -8
Lucille - tempplay by Ariel - A few elongated beats of silence surrounded the married couple after Lucille's sister exited the room. Lucille's eyes followed the frantic looking man, she could tell that Negan didn't know where to start, where to begin. So much had happened over the last while. The good, bad and the down right ugly. But in this moment, none of that mattered to Lucille. Her last wish had been granted, and he was standing right before her. "Hey,"Lucille's heart expanded within her chest as her expression exploded with nothing but pure happiness. "I knew you'd come," Her voice slightly shaky from excitement was bursting with confidence as her words confirmed that she never truly gave up on her husband, even when it had seemed like he gave up on her.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 12, 2018 8:31:50 GMT -8
Negan couldn't suppress the sudden smile coming to his face, a return of the one Lucille was giving him, hers actually more a grin like a Cheshire cat. How could he not return such a smile? But at the same time, he felt miserable for smiling.
"I knew you'd come," She looked happy, she really did. A fact that eased the burden and loaded new blame on him simultaneously. After all, he had done to her, she smiled.
Negan stepped closer to her bedside, taking a seat on the chair right next to her. Carefully. Unsure. She really made him someone different. That was as long as they were together.
He reached out for her pale hand, squeezing it gently before he spoke. "I'm sorry, Lucille." He was sorry for not have been here earlier. Sorry for have screwed around on her. Sorry for never have said sorry. The list was pretty long and he knew he couldn't right things with any sorry at all. But he also saw in Lucille's eyes that she knew all that. She always did. And still, she smiled.
And then one single tear left his eye. A tear that had been held for quite some time.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 13, 2018 8:44:52 GMT -8
Lucille - tempplay by Ariel -
"I'm sorry, Lucille,"Lucille gazed down at his loving hand that held hers. The warmth of their joined hands radiated away the coldness her hand had felt for what had seemed like ages. Together again, Lucille felt whole. "I know," Lucille whispered as she was still slightly choked up from the surreal moment. Looking up into his eyes, Lucille saw that he was truly and deeply sorry for the turmoil he had caused their marriage, the pain he had caused her. "And you know why?" Lucille asked rhetorically as her free hand gently swept up to rest on the side of Negan's face, her thumb wiping away the tear that had escaped down his stubbly cheek, "Because you're here, right beside me. And I'm not about to let anything from the past change how I feel about you, about us. I'm still madly in love with you, Negan, and I will be for the rest of my little life." Lucille spoke heartily as her hand still caressed her husband's cheek. Terrible things happened that should have broke their relationship. Yet, Lucille spoke the truth and she was still in love with Negan, and she was going to do everything in her power to dwell on the beauty of their relationship while they still could.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 13, 2018 11:26:31 GMT -8
"I know,"
Negan's eyes followed hers down to their joining hands, while he didn't stop gently squeezing it. How much he had missed this. These moments of just feel the other's presence and deeply enjoying it. Nothing any other woman could have ever given to him. This feeling of being home. A place you never want to leave. And so he wouldn't ever again. For the rest of the time that still left for them.
More silent tears were following, as Lucille wiped away the one that had just run down his cheek.
"And you know why?" Negan watched her in silence, his expression a mix of happiness and deep regret. "Because you're here, right beside me. And I'm not about to let anything from the past change how I feel about you, about us. I'm still madly in love with you, Negan, and I will be for the rest of my little life." And again her words took him on ease and guilt at the same time. For him, Lucille was by far the strongest person he had ever met.
Now it was his hand, the one not squeezing hers, that raised to her face, gently stroking it. Her skin was pale and the pain, despite the joyful smile on her face right this moment, had left its marks. And still was she the most beautiful woman on earth. For him, she'll always be.
"And so will I." Negan leaned closer and rested his forehead against hers. "Forever." He kissed her. A kiss combining all the sorrys for the things he had done, one tear for every of it. Eventually, their lips parted, while their hands still remained in that warm touch that he wished would never end.
This time there was no escape, no running away from the trouble they had gone through. This was going to be their last chapter. This time he would stay no matter what. Till death would do them part.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 13, 2018 22:50:46 GMT -8
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"And so will I." "Forever." Lucille closed her eyes as Negan's forehead gently connected with hers for a brief few moments before he kissed her. As their lips finally met, Lucille felt a spark engulf her being as she experienced something she had only longed to feel again. The kiss eventually broke, the tragically beautiful couple sitting across from one another once more as they embraced every bit of this moment. A light, inward chuckle of delight came from Lucille as she was about to enlighten her husband on the meaning of what caught her attention. "Do you know where I went to, when I closed my eyes? When we kissed?" Lucille asked before her gaze turned to the rays of sunlight from the window, dancing on the floor of the room, " I was back on our honeymoon in Malibu. We had just eloped, two crazy kids but so young in love. So happy...your arms were wrapped around me as we sat on the sandy beach across from that cute little beach house we couldn't afford but rented anyway...we watched the most beautiful sunset as the waves rolled into the shore...and my favorite part? Was that it was just you and me, whispering sweet nothings for hours into the evening until we couldn't stay awake any longer." Lucille's dreamy gaze tore away from the warm sunshine and back to Negan who was staring at her, "I would give anything to go back to that beach, to that moment...just one last time..." Lucille's hopes and dreams were nothing more than such, as she knew that she would never return to that beach with Negan. All they had now were memories of what was, and what used to be.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 14, 2018 5:18:59 GMT -8
"Do you know where I went to, when I closed my eyes? When we kissed?"
He didn't, but he was hoping it had been a place happier than these cold walls around them. The smile on her face, shining brighter than the sunlight outside the window, did tell him after all, as he followed her gaze for a short moment.
"I was back on our honeymoon in Malibu. We had just eloped, two crazy kids but so young in love. So happy...your arms were wrapped around me as we sat on the sandy beach across from that cute little beach house we couldn't afford but rented anyway...we watched the most beautiful sunset as the waves rolled into the shore..."
Negan's eyes turned back to her, silently watching her, while she seemed to be far away from this place, with a long-lost Negan from the past. And yet, right now, right here, he felt like he could be this Negan again.
and my favorite part? Was that it was just you and me, whispering sweet nothings for hours into the evening until we couldn't stay awake any longer." A smile appeared on his lips, as he remembered that night years ago. Their happy place. Lucille's and his eyes met again, both smiling at each other like nothing of the shit from the last time would have happened.
But then suddenly something brought that back, brought her from that beach in Malibu back to the drabness of this hospital room. "I would give anything to go back to that beach, to that moment...just one last time..." Negan didn't want her to come back here. He didn't want to see the pain and the sadness back in her eyes. And so he wordlessly pushed her body carefully closer to the window's side of the bed and, certainly despite all hospital rules, which he didn't give a shit about anyway, placed himself in it right next to her. With care Negan raised both their hands a little, pointing at the ceiling above them. No, not at the ceiling. At the starry heavens. If he wasn't able to take her to that beach, he would bring the beach to her.
"Isn't this beautiful, Lucille?", he asked, watching the stars with a satisfied smile on his face. "With the stars above, the sea in front and you right here with me; There is nothing else I need." Suddenly Negan's head turned to the side. Not to the bedside table. To a fictive figure in the distance. "You remember toad face? That little prick that didn't want us to eat in his restaurant? I still don't get why." He let out a quiet chuckle. "Then again, I do. Haven't been the nicest guest around, have I? Well, someone got to tell him the truth. I just couldn't stand the goddamn look he was giving us, like we wouldn't have been able to afford to eat in his snotty restaurant anyway. Maybe we haven't been, but was that none of his business, right? I think I just spotted his slimy face over there." Negan paused to have a look at her from the side, smiling at her slight laughter, before he turned his gaze back upwards. "I might walk over to thank him. You know why?" Silent tears were rolling down his face, while his voice sounded all happy - For her. "Because he made us end up having our own dinner on that balcony of our cute little beach house on the first night of our honeymoon. The start of something wonderful." Of a life together. Even if things hadn't walked along as expected. But even if not, they had these good times nothing ever would be able to take away from them. No tragedy, no illness, not even world's end.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 16, 2018 14:59:10 GMT -8
Ingrid's back leaned against the wall her ears casually pryed the conversation of Negan and Lucille. She knew that Lucille was a strong individual, the amount of strength she possessed was almost inhuman. However, Ingrid had to make sure that she had Lucille's back in case things with Negan started to go south. Though to Ingrid's complete surprise, Ingrid's first witness of their interaction was the complete opposite. Where she expected tears and anger, she heard words of forgiveness and reminiscence. The love they had for each other surpassed the room, giving Ingrid hair standing goosebumps. Then the talk of days of the past came about, and Ingrid saw a completely different side to their marriage, a side to Negan she could have not have fathomed from their recent encounters. Ingrid thought this man was nothing but a big monster that tore a tornado through Lucille's life, but she waa wrong. This man was a human that made a shit mistake and hurt someone he loved - not much different than Ingrid herself. Feeling betrayed by her own intuition, Ingrid slid down the wall and wrapped her arms around her knees as her bottom gently landed on the floor of the hall. She sat there for a few good moments as words went on. Ingrid pictured Lucille and Negan's perfect little honeymoon on the beach and as they talked, getting lost in her daydreams. Negan suddenly had stopped talking, and silence filled the air. Snapping back to reality, Ingrid caught a couple of tears with the sleeve of her hoodie as she picked herself up from the ground. Feeling guilty for not only listening in to their conversation which should have remained private, but for also placing hefty judgements upon Negan, Ingrid skipped checking on Lucille through the doorway as she walked out of the hospital for that day, leaving the husband and wife to be.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 17, 2018 14:44:38 GMT -8
*** Two Weeks Later, Apocalypse In Full Effect ***
Fourteen days. Doesn't seem like a fairly large amount of time, but enough for the chaos in the world to declare it's reign and take full control. No fingers could be placed on where and when exactly shit hit the global fan as it seemed to all have happened so fast, but a plague was upon humanity and the world as they all knew it to be was no more. Wives, husbands. Sisters, brothers. People stood by as their loved ones succumbed to the fatal illness, turning their bodies into decomposing monsters, hungering after flesh and blood. Ingrid stared off at the wall in front of her as she completely spaced out. The last two weeks were the worst of her entire life as she watched her twins siblings turn. She couldn't get the image of her father's crumbling face out of her head as he made the decision that none of them were brave enough to make. Her mother's horrific screams echoed through Ingrid's eardrums over and over. The experience left Ingrid with many sleepless nights, her dreams plagued with nightmares. Yesterday was the day that Ingrid said goodbye to her family. Her mother, father and sister Enid had packed a trunk load of what remainders of their life they had left into a car. The town was becoming overrun with the dead, and they needed to find a safe government shelter, at least something to seek solitude to figure out their next move. Their father begged Ingrid to come, but Ingrid couldn't leave Lucille. Even though Lucille's fate was hanging by the thinnest thread, she couldn't just abandon her sister. Ingrid could still feel her father's tight hug. Just survive somehow, baby girl, were his final words of goodbye to Ingrid, words that he had lived by closely these past couple of weeks. Ingrid wanted to cry. Hell, she wanted to scream. But she couldn't. Ingrid couldn't cry anymore, these days she could barely talk. Her body was completely numb as she sat at her sister's bedside with Negan sitting on the opposite side. This was it, Lucille and Negan were all Ingrid had left. And she was riddled with fear, for events were about to repeat themselves. Ingrid knew it.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 17, 2018 16:03:55 GMT -8
Negan sat in tensed silence, watching Lucille's raising and lowering of her chest for already hours. Lately, she had been so weak so that she barely was awake and that he felt the need to check on her visual breathing every few seconds. She still was with them but had it already started to feel it was only him and Ingrid, who was sitting right on the other bedside.
Fourteen days. Fourteen days of shit, not just the usual crap of shit, but the whole world's situation sucking ass. In Ingrid's eyes though, Negan saw that, while he was just extremely pissed about what the world had become, she had gone through hell. She wasn't talking about it, as lately they both weren't talking a lot anyway, but he knew it. Ingrid probably had had to watch her family die or at least parts of it, while he was fearing about only one person's death; Because there was no one else he cared for. Just Lucille.
Negan's eyes turned away from Ingrid back to his dying wife, his hand gently stroking her by now almost hairless head. The cancer had drained her of her last strength during these last two weeks. Two weeks of suffering; Of pain she hadn't allowed to let anyone see it. But behind her smile, behind the true joy she felt about her husband's and her sister's presence, he could see it. Her pain. And he had promised to himself, that if he was able to take it all away... and make it his... he would.
"I love you...", he suddenly whispered as the upcoming tears let his voice sound unusual shaky, not knowing if Lucille could hear him or not; Not bothering about the fact Ingrid was here with them. As much as the world's situation sucked, Lucille's death would suck the most.
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"I love you..."
Ingrid didn't have to look over to Negan to already paint the tragic picture that was taking place. The man was a total wreck, helpless in every way. They had been crossing paths on a daily basis ever since his miraculous return and the two happened to find a medium and tolerate each other even though not many words had been exchanged between them this past while. But what more could they say, anyways? For no words could change what had happened and what was to come.
Blood curdling screams shot through Ingrid like a bullet as her attention diverted to the open door to the hallway. Then came the most unhuman noises of hissing, moaning. Standing from where she sat, Ingrid slowly walked over to the door where her eyes glanced upon a woman and child. Huddling in fear across from a man who was suddenly restrained by hospital security. But Ingrid could see in this man's eyes that he was long gone, just a mindless body that grappled his discolored hands in the direction of the frightened family in hunger. Ingrid witnessed the last moments of a nurse shielding the frantic family's eyes of what was to come next while one of the security guards pulled out a gun as she slowly closed the door to the room. Bang. Another one, a lost cause to this hell on earth.
Leaning against the closed door, Ingrid looked towards Negan and Lucille. Lucille was quite the fighter, yet her end was nearing as her life withered away moment by moment. And now Lucille was suffering more than ever as it became a task for her to speak, eat, breathe even. Ingrid didn't want what happened to the family in the hallway to repeat itself in this very room. Lucille didn't deserve that. She didn't deserve any of this. Yet Ingrid knew she had to be strong, not only for Lucille but for herself. Ingrid wanted to survive in this disease ridden world, but first she had to survive Lucille's demise.
As she slowly walked back over to her seat beside Lucille, a lonely item on the side table caught Ingrid's eye. The Neverending Story, the book Ingrid had brought in for Lucille two weeks ago. Still in the same spot they had left it. Swiping the book from the table, Ingrid leaned back in the chair beside her sister. Ingrid didn't have much to offer in this moment, but at least she could make some of Lucille's last moments on this earth more comfortable.
Opening the book to where a bookmark sat, Ingrid removed it and began to read, not expecting the pages of the book to speak to her directly. "If you have never wept bitter tears because a wonderful story has come to an end and you must take your leave of the characters with whom you have shared so many adventures, whom you have loved and admired, for whom you have hoped and feared, and without whose company life seems empty and meaningless--," A lump formed in Ingrid's throat as the moment became all too real for her to handle. She paused for a brief moment before clearing her throat and pushing through the last line of the page, "If such things have not been part of your own experience, you probably won't understand what Bastian did next.” Tears welded in her eyes for the first time in days as she stared down at the page of the book, one escaping from her cheek and landing right on the text of the old, worn page.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 19, 2018 5:26:01 GMT -8
Negan didn't take notice of Ingrid leaving her bedside and walking towards the door. He didn't hear the bloody screams outside, the desperate cries, not even the deafening shot stopping them all of a sudden. Not really. There was nothing else he really heard; Nothing except his wife's hard breathing. This was the end. And with Lucille, the world around seemed to die as well.
The echo of Ingrid's steps, as she recaptured the seat on the other side of the bed, was filling the room. Everything outside this door though seemed to get blocked out. Negan's eyes still were riveted on Lucille.
"If you have never wept bitter tears because a wonderful story has come to an end and you must take your leave of the characters with whom you have shared so many adventures, whom you have loved and admired, for whom you have hoped and feared, and without whose company life seems empty and meaningless--,"
Negan heard Ingrid's voice reading out those lines and every word of them felt like a knife stabbing right through his chest. His eyes filled with new tears. Then a pause was following. A pause he was thankful for. He wasn't willing to hear the fucking fictive lie of an neverending story, when right now a real story was about to end.
To his discontent, Ingrid continued the reading. "If such things have not been part of your own experience, you probably won't understand what Bastian did next.”
"I hope he fucked himself, as he realized that fucking crap of a writer's shits just sucked ass.", he burst out all of a sudden, without raising his head; Maybe not exactly audibly, but emotionally. He was angry. Not at Ingrid, but at all this shit happening. At all that shit happening inside this room, just as at that outside. The accrued tears in his eyes were running out, as he closed them for the first time in hours.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 19, 2018 6:38:12 GMT -8
"I hope he fucked himself, as he realized that fucking crap of a writer's shits just sucked ass."
Ingrid looked up from her pity party and glanced over at Negan. He was downright angry at the whole world. And Ingrid couldn't blame him one bit. How could she? The one they both loved, was slipping through their fingertips and watching her die was like taking a hammer and slowly breaking their hearts into a million pieces. Pure torture.
Ingrid let out a nasally chuckle as she wiped her tears, " Lucille would read this book from cover to cover. I remember one night when a storm hit our little house. I was so scared of the dark, the crashing wind...we were young...and the only way to calm me down was for Lucille to read aloud to me. She read this book. And it wasn't necessarily the words on these pages that eventually put me to sleep in the wake of a storm, no. It was her voice, so caring and gentle," Ingrid stopped herself before she rambled further, doubting that Negan would want to hear anymore. Ingrid had only wanted to give Lucille the gift that she gave Ingrid, comfort and love. But the situation just made her frustrated, angry, hurt. Ingrid shook the new weld of tears before they came down, closing the book. "I'm more of a Stephen King fan, anyway," what was she even doing, grappling at memories and of how things used to be. None of that would change the present. They could never go back.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 19, 2018 7:52:51 GMT -8
When Negan heard the hint of a chuckle, he looked up again. With his eyes closed, for one little moment, he had been as if he would have heard Lucille's chuckle. What would he give to hear it one last time? And yet had the chuckle coming from her sister made his anger vanish all of a sudden, gave place to only desperation, which didn't suck less though.
"Lucille would read this book from cover to cover. I remember one night when a storm hit our little house. I was so scared of the dark, the crashing wind...we were young...and the only way to calm me down was for Lucille to read aloud to me. She read this book. And it wasn't necessarily the words on these pages that eventually put me to sleep in the wake of a storm, no. It was her voice, so caring and gentle,"
At some point during Ingrid's little trip to the past, Negan's eyes wandered back from her to Lucille. He had heard this little story, among myriad others, once before. Ingrid had been talking a lot about her little sister, at first in the hope they would find the way back to each other eventually, later in the regret they haven't. Even though Negan had condemned his wife's whole family for having abandoned her, he never had in front of her. Lucille was so full of forgiveness, that he had known, if ever the sisters met again, he wouldn't have to worry. But as much as he promised to keep all pain away from her, in the end, it was himself causing the most of it. And yet had Lucille forgiven him.
Negan was somehow relieved at the sound of the book shut in Ingrid's hands. "I'm more of a Stephen King fan, anyway," There could have been a lot of words to say to Lucille's little sister, words of succor, words of advice. But who the hell was he to give any words of advice where none would help anyway? And so he remained silent for some more minutes, watching Lucille with new upcoming tears.
"Right now... she looks as if she was in peace.", he suddenly said, knowing the end coming closer, both of them not prepared yet. But then, he never would be prepared. But at least there really was some kind of peace on Lucille's face right this moment. Negan looked up at Ingrid once again. Wordless.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 19, 2018 8:53:41 GMT -8
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The situation outside the walls of the hospital had deteriorated rapidly, and it seemed in every morning's new briefing that they would have to come up with a different response. The original mission for all the law enforcement that had gathered at the hospital was to preserve its security and the well-being of its personnel until that was no longer possible. The upside was that the building had a limited number of entrances and exits that could be barricaded against whatever wanted to get in. The downside was the limited number of exits whenever the time came that they needed to get out.
They didn't know what they were up against; all of it seemed like a horror movie. It couldn't be real life. All they could do was respond to this new crisis in the way they had been trained. Move the patients that could be moved, relocate everyone to the main building, stockpile food, water, weapons, and ammo just in case, and shut down any system that wasn't necessary in order to conserve power.
Nora was doing her walk-through, taking the stairs to the third floor, when she heard a loud bang echo through the stairwell. She braced herself against the concrete wall and placed her right hand on the sidearm in her holster. With her other hand, she brought a walkie-talkie to her mouth. "Carico, east stairwell, I've got shots fired," she announced, before hooking it back onto her belt and proceeding up the stairs. Her weapon was now held in both hands, low and at the ready, as she quickly opened the door and moved through it to the hallway.
She didn't have to travel far to see the body or the blood spatter left behind. One of the hospital security guards was still standing there, she assumed frozen at the thought of what he'd just done, what he had had to do. She gave a quick nod to a nearby nurse to handle her own business while she dealt with the guard. "Hey," she said, quietly but firmly as she holstered her own weapon and neared him. She read the name on his uniform as she reached out to take the fired gun from him. "Higgins, it's okay now. It's done." He nodded wordlessly and released his grip on the gun.
Without taking her eyes off him, Nora went back to her radio. "Carico, third floor, I need a removal team right now," she ordered. Since they didn't know what these things were or what kind of diseases they might be carrying, the department had decided to treat each victim as if they were highly contagious. Which apparently Higgins had forgotten before he sprayed this poor bastard's brain matter all over the walls and floor. They needed to clean this up as soon as possible, for the sake of the staff and the patients still in their rooms.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 19, 2018 15:30:51 GMT -8
"Right now... she looks as if she was in peace."
Ingrid nodded in agreement with Negan's statement, the emotions that she carried within leaving her speechless. Ingrid knew that Lucille's fate drew close, too close. It felt that it was just yesterday that Ingrid and Lucille were playing dress up. Going for a joyride in Lucille's first car. Getting Ingrid dolled up for her first date. Wasn't it just yesterday that the sisters had an emotional reunion from being apart for so long? Ingrid felt cheated of time. There would have been moments where Ingrid was so angry with what happened and with Lucille's diagnosis that she wanted to explode. Crumble into pieces on the floor. Though, that wasn't the case today. Amidst the numbing the last few weeks had done and had taken its toll on her, Ingrid felt tall, she felt strong amidst the emotional tears that streamed down her cheeks. She knew that Lucille had been losing this battle for some time, and deserved to no longer feel pain and agony. Looking over at Negan, Ingrid knew that he never got the chance to come to these terms as she did, to become strong for Lucille.
"She's probably back on that beach she loved, gazing up at your beautiful stars," Ingrid spoke gently as her fingers wrapped around Lucille's ice cold hand, smiling down at Lucille through tears, " A newlywed bride, smitten with love. Her laugh so infectious that it could light up an entire room. Caring, beautiful eyes paired with the most warm and loving smile you could ever witness...." Ingrid looked up from Lucille to Negan, " That's how she will want you to remember her." Ingrid knew that the sister she shared so many precious memories with was no longer the same. This evil sickness twisted her body and took her down with it. And Ingrid knew it was time to let go. But it sure as hell was the hardest thing Ingrid ever had to do.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 20, 2018 3:53:41 GMT -8
"She's probably back on that beach she loved, gazing up at your beautiful stars," Negan's eyes wandered back to Lucille, while her little sister was speaking. He wasn't holding it against her that she had eavesdropped their little private talk two weeks ago. They both didn't have had the best opinion of each other. Negan was no angel for sure, but never would he have been able to act violently against Lucille, not verbally and all the more not physically.
"A newlywed bride, smitten with love. Her laugh so infectious that it could light up an entire room. Caring, beautiful eyes paired with the most warm and loving smile you could ever witness...." The truest personal description one could have used for someone. "That's how she will want you to remember her."
The tears didn't stop, as Negan took Lucille's other hand in his, the fingers gently stroking her ice-cold skin. He really wanted to believe she was somewhere else right now. Not in this somber hospital room, but at their happy place. A place to stay. Stay there, Lucille., he sent out mentally spoken words to her sleeping figure. Stay there for both of us.
And as if she would have heard him somewhere deep inside, as if his voice was an echo resonating with the waves of the open sea, she was sending something back to him. A smile. One smile full of happiness and without any regret in it. Until eventually that smile died down. Together with the mortal apparel that had held on her for so long. Now she could wipe off all of her pain and suffering and barefooted step into the water...
Negan raised their hands up to his lips and gently kissed his wife's, as tears accompanied the kiss, this time clearly audible. Her death didn't just suck, it dashed him into pieces.
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Post by Ariel on Feb 20, 2018 8:14:51 GMT -8
Ingrid felt the muscles in the hand that she held loosened. She wasn't aware that she had been staring down at Lucille for many minutes, but she had to make sure she was there for here every step and this unfortunate one was inclusive. Ingrid spoke hopeful things to Negan but Ingrid could only hope herself that a pure soul such as Lucille's would go to a place with no pain, no suffering.
Ingrid gently placed Lucille's hand down on the bed as she inched closer, stroking Lucille's beautiful blonde head. Ingrid's eyes held brokenness and pain for the loss of her sister as she scanned Lucille. So still, Lucille resembled a porcelain doll in her eternal slumber. Ingrid realized she had subliminally been waiting for Lucille to wake up like she normally did, at least once everyday now. But it wasn't going to happen, not this time.
"I love you, Lucy," Ingrid managed to finally say amidst her upbringing of emotions as she bent down and kissed Lucille on the forehead one last time. At that moment, the clouds in the sky outside of the hospital moved, allowing a stream of sunrays to peek through the window, filling the room with light and warmth on this day which felt like the end of the world. "Lucille...,"
Caught up in the moment, Ingrid of all people should have been prepared for what was to come next. She had seen it before. And as she held Lucille, she did not notice the sudden flutter of Lucille's eyelids and the easing movements of her hands awakening once more. Except it wasn't Lucille but something that was still beyond their imagination.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 20, 2018 11:44:40 GMT -8
With his dead wife's hand, Negan sat there for some more minutes, feeling like hours. Hours, in which he felt like going through all five stages of grief and loss, except for the last one. Acceptance. There was no acceptance for this. There never would be. Lucille had been the strongest, the purest and the most loving person he ever got to know. So what was fair in this? If there was something like fate, it had screwed them not only once. And if fate was a person, he would go fuck it and kill it in the most brutal and sadistic way he could come up with.
Negan wasn't able to let off from the dead hand, still raised to his lips. He knew there was no life in it anymore. So why did it feel so hard to release it, to release her? She was gone by now. Had gone to a place where she didn't have to suffer anymore. A place where...
Suddenly something made his blood ran cold. A move in the grip of his and Lucille's hand. No, that was not possible. It must have been a delusion. As Negan's eyes carefully and as if in slow-motion wandered from their hands to his dead wife's face, the broken heart in his chest skipped a beat. All color drained from his face at once. Where he should have faced the tragic beauty of his resting wife, there was the hideous sight of something else. Of something alive, where nothing was supposed to be alive. A quiet but intensifying groaning accompanied his own hard breaths caused by the sudden upcoming stress when he had to watch his wife's body raising from death. As one of those monsters walking around outside.
"NO!", Negan swore with all his strong voice power, as he finally regained control of his body and hurriedly stepped back from the bed. His eyes widened with deep shock and anger at the same time, as he couldn't believe this was happening. Had all her pain, all her suffering, not been enough?! Why was fate STILL screwing them?
New tears welled in Negan's eyes, tears of deep desperation, while his shaky hand reached out to something that had become a constant companion during the last two weeks of shit. He didn't have had to use it often yet, but in the moments he had to, he wasn't hesitating for only a second. These monsters, these raised from the dead, haven't been anymore who they once were. But this time it was different. How could he be able to shoot his own wife? The body, where once his wife had been inside. Why was fate demanding this? After all, it was still her face, still her eyes, that would be aimed at him, when he pulled the trigger.
Negan's hand had paused on half of the way to the revolver in his belt, as thoughts and emotions had surrounded him in circles for minutes, while in fact, only seconds had passed. As concentrated as he was on his own situation really sucking ass, he didn't pay attention to Ingrid still being in the room with him and her just from death awakened sister. She was not in imminent danger at least. But the dead was about to move...
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Post by Ariel on Feb 20, 2018 19:52:05 GMT -8
Deja vu could be described as an overwhelming sense of familiarity, as if you're witnessing the same instance twice. That is exactly what had overcome Ingrid as she slammed against the wall of the hospital room in a fright, trembling with grief and shock. Just moments ago, Ingrid was saying goodbye to a peacefully passed on Lucille before her figure was springing back to life. Though it wasn't Lucille, but the mindless monster spawn of this god awful virus. And it was more than just a coincidental feeling for Ingrid who had witnessed the same thing happen to the twins, and Negan was in the exact same place that her father unfortunately fell in to. One of the must heartbreaking places there ever was. Flashes of memories from the situation with the twins flew before Ingrid's eyes as she stared at Negan who gripped the gun in his hand, pointing it at the moaning, discolored shell that was once Lucille's.
"No...this can't be happening...not again, no..." Ingrid whimpered as she clasped her hands over her mouth. Tears flowed down her cheeks and knuckles. Squeezing her eyes tightly shut, Ingrid turned her head towards the wall. Her whole being winced as she braced herself for what was to come next.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 21, 2018 1:35:27 GMT -8
While they waited, Nora grabbed the still-stunned security guard roughly by the arm and pushed him into a nearby empty room. "Look, rent-a-cop, you need to get your shit together," she advised him. She tossed his gun onto the bed and placed her hands on her hips. "Did you forget everything you learned in rookie school?"
"What was I supposed to do? That thing...it was coming right at me!" he protested.
"Yeah, and there's a lot more of 'em out there. So I need to know that you're not stupid enough to start firing off rounds in a hallway crowded with civilians near rooms that have highly flammable oxygen tanks. Can you do that? Can you not make my job even harder than it already is? Jesus Christ," she muttered under her breath. Nora shook her head as she turned and walked back out to the hallway.
The body was still lying there, so she tried the radio again. "Carico, third floor. Can I get an ETA on that removal team?" she asked. Silence. On the job, she'd gotten used to the radio chatter, filtering out what was important. what could be ignored, and what were the sergeant's bad jokes. But silence was bad. "Carico, does anyone copy?"
Nora made her way to the nurse's station and picked up a phone to call downstairs. There was no dial tone in the receiver. Feeling deaf and blind, a sense of desperation began to set in. She needed to know what was happening. Returning to the room where she'd left Higgins, she rushed to the window and craned her neck to see if she could make out the situation outside.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 21, 2018 4:26:36 GMT -8
Negan didn't react on Ingrid's whimpering on the other side of the room, nor did he really hear it in the first place. Not really. Everything was blocked out right this moment, that was about making a decision. One had to be made. And it had to be made real quick.
The lingered hand went on its way to the revolver, produced it from his belt and pointed it at the moaning creature slowly emerging from the bed, which had been his wife's prison for the last months. Negan's hand was shaking under stress. Tears were putting a haze in his view, that didn't avert for even the split of a second though. God dammit! This was not Lucille!
Negan cocked the trigger, the weapon in his hand steadying a bit. For a moment he closed his eyes, the stress clearly seeable on his features, as hot tears mixed up with cold sweat. Lucille's body was coming closer. No, not Lucille! The revolver was ready to fire, but was he? Fucking hell! His shaky hand stretched out, as something made him stop to go on once again. Her eyes.
Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck... "FUCK!" Suddenly Negan tossed the revolver right through the room, all rationality gone for the moment. Anger was dominating him now. No, not just anger. Weakness... And that realization drove him real mad.
Without thinking twice Negan stormed out of the room. Not because he was afraid, but because he just couldn't bear any more of this right now. He felt like he was going to explode inside. He hated himself for this act of weakness so much, so that he even wasn't able to face Ingrid one last time in passing. Once the door shut behind, a decision had been made. The weak one. And as if the mere proximity of the door and the room behind would ram the knife of shame even deeper into his chest, he hurriedly left the corridor.
On his way through the corridors, suddenly appearing like a damn maze with high white walls, watching him, judging him as the coward he was, he heard the screams and the outcries of other people around for the first time. All blocked out seemed to come back at once. Inflamed with rage Negan took a big swing with his left arm and bashed it on the wall right next to him, hearing the splinter of glass mixing with the sound of something cracking, as sharp pain pounded through his lower arm. Of course, this didn't make him feel any better. His eyes closed in this pain for a moment. How could he have been so weak? First he had been imbued with nothing than anger and shame about haven't been manly enough to put his dead wife's body down, and here manly wasn't meant in any sexist way, but once the worst of his anger had made place to mostly shame, he felt really bad for have Ingrid left behind. You son of a bitch, he cursed himself, looking back into the direction he had come from. All floors were looking the same right now though. Dammit!
Negan continued his way forward, searching for the right way to leave, as a moaning sound was accompanying the screams. Despite the stress level his right hand instinctively reached out to his belt. Shit! He remembered to have tossed the revolver away before he had left Lucille's room. The moaning sound was coming closer and brought him back down to the realization that without a weapon he might be in real trouble. And as if evoked the monsters started their walk towards him, with faster movements as expected. Was it the blood running down his arm that drove them even more?
Negan started to move again, the dead following close. Eventually, he came to a halt. More of them. Now from both sides. A group probably manageable enough to deal with, if he had a weapon. But he hadn't.
"You want me, you brainless spawns of a motherfucking butthead? Come get me!", Negan burst out, not seeing a chance to make it out alive by now. But if that was how it should be, he won't pass without yanking the guts out of at least one of them by his own naked hands. With his arms spread, he delivered himself, ready to face death with an inappropriate grin on his lips.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 22, 2018 1:18:06 GMT -8
Beneath the windows, Nora could see shambling, undead figures filling the parking lot. "They must have broken through our perimeter," she concluded, rubbing her forehead as her thoughts raced. She retrieved Higgins' gun and gave it back to him. "Here. A shot to the head seems to be the only thing that stops them, but don't waste your ammo. Get the nurses and help everyone you can downstairs to the parking garage. Do you remember the evacuation route to Highway 66?" she asked him. He answered her with a blank look. "The evacuation route, do you know it?" she asked again, more forcefully.
"Y-yeah, I know," he finally replied.
"Good, then go," she ordered. They left the room and went in different directions, he to the nurses' station and she to the stairwell to the floors below. The most serious patients were still in the ER on the ground floor and there was no way to transport them. All of their ideas had met with the harsh realities of this epidemic, whatever it was. But she had to help keep as many people alive and safe as possible. That was what the badge meant.
Nora paused by the door to draw her weapon. She could hear them on the other side, the awful growling that turned her blood cold. Slowly opening the door, she could now see walkers in either direction of the hallway. But she could also see a man standing as if he were welcoming them. She recognized the voice and that defiant stance as Negan, Ingrid's brother-in-law. A real asshole right from the start but she had tolerated him for the sake of Ingrid instead of delivering the knee to the groin that he completely deserved. Now apparently he had some kind of death wish, but she wouldn't let that happen today.
There were fewer walkers to her right, so she began firing at them. The noise drew their attention and seemed to rile them up even more. She grabbed Negan's arm, now seeing that it was covered in blood, and tried to pull him away from the approaching monsters. "Hey, we need to go, now!" she insisted.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 23, 2018 11:59:48 GMT -8
Three shots were thwarting his plan. A shitty plan anyway. Negan didn't want to die, but if that was fate's last fucking coup, he would take it like a man, shoving his finger right up its ass before he gracefully bit the dust. But it seemed fate got other plans for him. He won't complain.
Something might have finished the monsters to his right, but he knew it was too early to breathe easy. Way too early. Shit had just started to pile up, as the ones to his other side were approaching.
"Hey, we need to go, now!", suddenly a female voice addressed Negan right next to him. As the woman, dressed in a police uniform, grabbed his arm, a suppressed hiss escaped him. The wound on it was still burning like hell, nothing against the hell surrounding them though.
Despite their situation and the pain seeable on his face, Negan gave her a mischievous grin. "Now, who would have thought this cop pulling this butt out of the fire."
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 24, 2018 0:41:00 GMT -8
"Now, who would have thought this cop pulling this butt out of the fire."
And just as quickly, this cop was regretting her decision. "You're welcome," she shot back with a forced smile. "Now move!" Trusting that he would keep up, she made her way down the hall past the walkers she had just killed. Treading carefully even though they were motionless at the moment. She passed through a set of double doors and allowed him through before pushing a hospital gurney in place to block them. It would buy them a little time but not much.
"Those things broke through our perimeter, they're everywhere," Nora explained breathlessly before scanning the hallway and planning her next move. "I can't get anyone on the radio, the phones are dead, and right now I need you alive and armed if we're gonna' get out of here." Her eyes fell on a bright red rectangle mounted on the wall in which a fire axe was encased. And since this was an emergency, she used the butt of her gun to break the glass and retrieve the axe, tossing it toward Negan's uninjured arm. "Where's Ingrid? Is she with you?"
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Post by Ariel on Feb 24, 2018 23:47:05 GMT -8
Ingrid's body trembled as she braced herself for the worst. The hands that grasped the wall beside her for support shakily clasped over her ears, her eyes squeezed shut as she mentally begged for this nightmare to be over. Suddenly, the sliding of metal on the hard ground and the sound of exiting footsteps caught Ingrid's attention upwards as the situation took a turn of surprise. Negan was gone.
Shell shocked, Ingrid didn't know what to say or think right now. Her eyes regretfully laid upon the blood hungry monster whose body used to belong to someone she held dear to her heart. A woman who shared many memories with Ingrid. The monster's limp body began to move, crawling off of the bed. Ingrid watched in sheer horror at the sight as it slowly caught on to the fact that Ingrid was in there with it.
Ingrid could have ran. She could have left like Negan did. And Ingrid knew that Lucille was long gone, that she was no more. And yet, Ingrid couldn't budge no matter how much she wanted to. No. She couldn't let this thing use Lucille, Ingrid wouldn't let her sister's memory be dishonored like this. As Ingrid's life slowly became close to mortal danger, she peered down at the gun on the floor nearby. Negan's gun, the one he tried to put Lucille to her final rest and failed. Hot tears stained Ingrid's cheeks as she bent down on her knees to pick up the gun, knowing what she had to do next.
"I won't fail you, Lucy," Ingrid whimpered as she slowly stood back up to face the walking body that was now facing her from across the room. Darkened bloodshot eyes stared back at Ingrid as a hiss came from the mouth of the deceased. "You're not her," Ingrid whispered over and over as if to reassure herself. And the more she stared at the lifeless being, the more Ingrid realized just that. The gun shook in her hands as she grasped onto it in both palms, her two index fingers placed on the trigger. Ingrid's frown quivered upon her face as she bawled uncontrollably at Lucille, at the act she was about to perform. Negan should have been here, but he flaked on Lucille. Ingrid knew she had to do this, she had to get it over with. Inhale, exhale. Somewhat composing herself, she closed her eyes and turned her head away. "I love you, Lucy," Ingrid whispered before she let out a piercing scream just as she pulled the trigger.
The world stopped. All was quiet as soon as the body hit the floor. Ingrid was a nervous wreck, she didn't even dare to look at what she had done. Still holding into the gun, Ingrid dragged her feet out the door of the room and into the middle of the hospital hall. In the middle of current chaos of people running in all sorts of directions. But Ingrid didnt see any of that as the world around her seemed empty. Cold and dark. Alone. Spaced out in total shock, Ingrid stood for minutes with a blank drawn on her face and gun still in hand. That was, until a broad shoulder snapped her back to the present. Eyes widened, Ingrid backed slowly as she saw people running and crying. Some were helping those who appeared injured. Others were taking down the dead that infiltrated the area. Ingrid knew she had to get out of here, however exits were becoming crowded and the situation was escalating like no other.
"Negan, " Ingrid spoke to herself as she remembered that it wasn't too long ago that Negan had left the room, he had to be around here somewhere. "Negan!" Ingrid called out as she started to make her move. She called his name over and over, but he was nowhere in sight. Only strangers. Ingrid started to become rather frantic as she turned around and around, not noticing the monster walking up to her. As it grabbed onto her arm, Ingrid winced away in terror and just as she let out a cry the monster's head exploded right before her. Ingrid looked up at her guardian angel to find a man with stringy blond hair covering his sweat coated forehead. "This way!" The man instructed Ingrid to come with him but she was frozen in fright. This was all too much, losing her sister and facing an apocalypse plagued with flesh hungry bodies. "But Negan-" Ingrid began to say before the man walked up to her, "Come with me if you want to live, girl!" Ingrid nodded as she followed his lead. Together they ran down the hall, past dozens of bodies alive and dead. Ingrid watched this man as he single handedly shot down any monster that fled their way. She knew she needed to get out of her head and buckle down if she wanted to survive this.
"Here, in here!" He held a secluded stairwell door open as Ingrid stepped inside, only to find two other women hiding inside of the stairwell. The two women hugged each ther as their worried faces relaxed to relieved ones as they saw that the blond man was with Ingrid. They seemed to know the man as they held a brief conversation, all the while Ingrid looked around, up and down the stairwell they were in.
"Sorry to interrupt the reunion, but what's the gameplan here?" Ingrid's voice carried a worrisome tone as she had hoped that the dead weren't crawling around inside this dimly lit side of the building.
"These things are entering from the front of the budiling. This stairwell leads to the courtyard at the back of the building, it's fenced all around and these things aren't getting in this way, only out if they happen to stumble upon this stairwell. We climb the fence, it's our best shot."
"Then let's not burn precious daylight," Ingrid was in a hurry to get the hell out of here. Maybe Negan had found a way out and she would see him outside. Or perhaps he up and ditched her ass, as he was a professional at that kind of thing. Either way, Ingrid could hear her father again in her head as just survive somehow was currently her main objective.
Ingrid and the three's company flew down the stairwell like no tomorrow. Coming around their fourth corner, they encountered a few stragglers that had seemed to have wandered down. Shielding the other women, the man let out a couple of rounds before pointing at the gun in Ingrid's hand. "Hey! You know how to use one of 'em? "
Ingrid looked down at her hand as she had forgotten that she was still carrying Negan's gun around. Rapidly nodding, Ingrid didn't waste around by time as she brought the gun upwards and let it fire away at the dead crawling around the stairs. The group eventually made it all the way down to the ground level, the man taking initiative as he slowly pushed the door open. The fenced courtyard was bare, just as he had hoped. Motioning the women through first, Ingrid and the two others ran out the door followed by the man. They all booked it for the fence as fast as they could, Ingrid being the first to jump upwards. Ingrid was thankful that the fence wasn't too high up as they all climbed over. One by one, their feet hit the ground. The man hugged the two girls in pure relief, and just as they relaxed out of the hug Ingrid was already walking away.
"Hey! Girl! Where are you going?"
Ingrid didn't bother to look back. Why should she? Just because they all escaped together, that didn't make her together with them. She was glad to be out, but was feeling all sorts of things. Grief for the loss of Lucille and how it all went down. Anger towards Negan for leaving her and Lucille. Confusion for the world. Ingrid was at a loss, and didn't feel like being with total strangers. Ingrid needed to get her mind on track and her thoughts clear. She needed to go home.
"HEY! I saved your damn life!" He screamed at Ingrid who just kept walking.
"Leave her be, Dwight. You can't save everyone." The dark haired woman said as she grabbed her husband's arm, "Right now, we need to get my sister to a safe spot. She needs to take her medicine."
Dwight stared Ingrid down for a few brief moments before turning to his wife and sister in law, not knowing that they would all cross paths again sooner than he'd think.
*** Ingrid exits the hospital ***
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 25, 2018 9:31:24 GMT -8
"You're welcome,""Now move!"
The grin on his face faded, once he put himself in mind of those soulless monsters to their other side, yearning for them to get a bite. The officer who had just saved his life began to move, while Negan threw one last look behind. Past the walkers, past the near death. Back at the corridor, he had come from. Ingrid. Negan regretted the weak decision he had made, most especially the part to have left his wife's little sister behind. In this past couple weeks, Ingrid surprisingly had become something like family to him, even though she probably wouldn't look at him that way in return. But despite all discrepancies they might have had, he kind of felt responsible for her safety. A responsibility he had broken right from the start. Negan didn't actually doubt she was able to do what he couldn't, but one look behind, one look at the corridor filling up with these creatures bit by bit, told him that he had left her to death. And for one moment he even was as if he could hear her voice calling out to him. Shame really was a sneaky bitch...
The moaning coming closer suddenly brought him back to the here and now, facing the fact that his rescuer already got ahead of him. And it was in the very nick of time he finally got to move as well, as one of the walkers to his left just had reached out to him. It didn't take Negan long to catch up with the officer, waiting for him to pass through the set of double doors on their way out. And with her closing them behind, he saw the way to get back to Ingrid closing as well. For certain too late by now anyway.
"Those things broke through our perimeter, they're everywhere," Negan didn't feel the need to add anything, as her words had been a matter of fact. The world seemed to have changed to something everyone had to live with. Everyone except the weak, who wouldn't survive for long. And so, with these doors closed behind, he also shut out the weakness. His weakness. It would remain something he regrets, but won't he allow it to accompany him on his way forward.
"I can't get anyone on the radio, the phones are dead, and right now I need you alive and armed if we're gonna' get out of here."
Damn right. He would need a new weapon if he didn't want to feel like the damsel in distress in this mission to make it out of hell alive. Their eyes seemed to have caught the same thing when his companion suddenly broke the glass before the emergency axe with the butt of her gun. Negan caught it with one adept move of his uninjured arm. He could consider himself lucky to not have pissed her off enough before to get the reverse side of the axe.
"Thank you.", he suddenly said and truly meant it. And with this thanks, the part of rescuing his life just before was included. A slight nod of her head told him she appreciated it. And then the sudden question, one that brought back the shame of something he had tried to shut out together with the weakness behind these doors, made him freeze for a moment.
"Where's Ingrid? Is she with you?"
Negan slowly turned his head in her direction, his teeth seeable grinding in his jaw. "Fallen behind.", was everything he was able to bring out. This vague answer left room for lots of misinterpretations, but did it make one thing very clear. The direction of their path should be ahead instead of behind.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 25, 2018 9:57:23 GMT -8
"Fallen behind."
Negan's answer made her give him a look of disbelief, even disappointment. She wanted to yell at him, ask him how in the hell he could leave his own family back there alone. But they didn't have time for an argument and she could clearly see that he was struggling with whatever decision he had made. There would be time for remorse and second-guessing later. Hopefully. In the brief time she had spent with the girl at the bedside of her dying sister, it had been clear that Ingrid was strong and resourceful. Maybe she found her own way out.
"Um, okay," Nora sighed, pacing the small space of hallway and scanning through briefing notes in her mind. "There should be a stairwell in the northeast corner that leads to an underground tunnel. Staff use it to get their cars in the parking garage. Maybe these things haven't gotten that far. We should be able to get to my truck there, make our way to the evacuation route."
She paused to reload the magazine in her gun and then looked back up at Negan. "You cover my six, and I'll do the same. You good?" she asked, to herself as much as him.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Feb 26, 2018 10:43:37 GMT -8
"Um, okay," The judging tone didn't slip his attention, but couldn't he take it amiss. He was judging himself even. Right now he just didn't feel the energy of explaining himself, most of all, was this not the time for any explanations anyway.
"There should be a stairwell in the northeast corner that leads to an underground tunnel. Staff use it to get their cars in the parking garage. Maybe these things haven't gotten that far. We should be able to get to my truck there, make our way to the evacuation route."
Underground tunnel sounded good. Truck even more. "Then let's go.", Negan replied in a nutshell, as he casually shouldered the axe (he really could account himself lucky that his former stupid idea of mutilating himself hadn't hit his right arm - his throwing hand, so to speak). Any plan was a chance. If it was a good one or not would emerge later.
"You cover my six, and I'll do the same. You good?"
"The simple give-and-take. Suits me fine.", Negan approved without hesitating for even a second. He hadn't been often in the follower position, actually seen himself more a leader, but right now this was the officer's field and she seemed to be able to make them leave it along the finish line. And so it happened Negan was waiting for someone's instructions. Holy shit! For a cop's even!
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Feb 26, 2018 22:57:21 GMT -8
"The simple give-and-take. Suits me fine."
Nothing like an apocalypse to make a man agreeable. Nora certainly didn't expect much compliance based on her previous interactions with Negan or the way the nurses talked about him, especially ones that he'd pissed off. But a crisis had a way of changing one's perspective.
She led the way to the stairwell, grateful to find it empty except for other staff members and a few fellow officers who seemed to have the same idea. Once they reached ground level, everyone made their way into the tunnel. It was dimly lit but clear for now. Thankfully it was a straight shot to the outer door that led to the garage. No corners to hide in. People were pausing at the glass walls that separated them from the outside, so Nora pushed her way to the front to see why.
Walkers had found their way in, for now content to shamble along the concrete among the parked cars in no discernible direction. But she feared once they caught movement, once they heard the sound of this growing crowd, their attention would quickly turn. She turned to Negan, who seemed to be assessing the situation himself. "That's my truck there, with the silver toolbox in the back," she said, pointing to a white Chevy in the near row and a few spaces away. "We need some sort of distraction. These people bottling up in here, it'll turn into a bloodbath -- "
Before she could complete her thought, one of the assembled panicked and decided to throw upon the door and run for their car. "No, no, don't -- " she cried, but it was too late. Grasping hands and gnashing teeth all turned in their direction, and now people didn't know whether to chance going forward or head back the way they had come. The only thing Nora could do now was increase their opening, so she fired several shots into the top of the glass pane until it shattered and the wall was no more.
Firing at the walkers between her and her vehicle, she headed forward and ran for the driver's side. Fumbling for the keys and hoping this wouldn't end up like a horror movie with her dropping them or the truck failing to start once they got in. Nora unlocked the doors, threw hers open, and climbed into the seat. Then she looked back over her shoulder to see how far behind Negan was.
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