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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 20, 2018 6:43:39 GMT -8
Clarksville - Negan/Lucille's HomeNegan's and Lucille's home, located in Clarksville, Virginia, a little out-of-town and close to Kerr Lake.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 20, 2018 14:14:00 GMT -8
*** Two weeks after the apocalypse ***
The concept of suriving had become second nature to Ingrid as she had to battle against the elements of this new world. No thanks to the robbers that had sacked her house some weeks ago while she was out on a supply run, the broken front door leading to the inevitable invasion of the dead. Ingrid had been furious at the robbers that lessened her chances at survival, but at the end of the day she couldn't blame them. This new world had now become dog eat dog so to speak, and it was something Ingrid needed to get used to if she wanted to live.
Weeks had passed since then, and Ingrid was resourceful with food, water and adequate shelters she took solitude in during nights. Even though Ingrid was talented and posessed the right skill set for the game, she didn't expect to live as long as she had thus far. However, Ingrid had been incredibly lucky as the right cards fell in her lap one round after another as opportunities arose, surprises revealed themselves and strangers floated in and out of her life. All of these events had led her to this moment in time where Ingrid stood on the front door step of Lucille and Negan's home in North Carolina.
Ingrid stared up at the outside of the house as dusk began to settle in. The place still looked the same as when she was here last. Ingrid remembered the short yet painful period of time she spent in this house, taking care of Lucille. And now she was back, but this time without Lucille. Without anyone. Ingrid chuckled to herself, but it was almost melancholy. She had no idea what in the hell she was looking for here, and why surviving at this point was so damn important to her. She had no one to live for after all, and in Ingrid's mind it was a miracle that this ugly world hadn't taken her yet. Ingrid had an inkling that if there indeed was sort of any higher power, that it wasn't finished with her just yet. She had to be here for some reason, for it would be a cruel joke if this was it.
Bringing her bow into her hands from where it rested on her back, Ingrid grabbed an arrow and had it at the ready as she walked up to the door and slowly turned the knob. To Ingrid's surprise, the door was unlocked and she slowly pushed it open. Staring into the dimly lit house, Ingrid invited herself in as she kept her guard up. Arrow in bow, Ingrid held up her weapon as she moved from room to room, clearing the house of any unwanted guests. The house was rather out of the way from society so Ingrid did not expect any surprises. The coast was clear, all except for one part of the house. Lucille and Negan's room.
The pit of Ingrid's stomach twisted with anxiety as she approached the room. Memories flooded in as she gazed upon the sight of the bed where she laid with Lucille through countless of tearfilled nights riddled with pain and anguish. Ingrid noticed the silence that made it's presance known within the tidy room as she lit a few bedside candles with some matches she found downstairs. Ingrid sat down on the end edge of the bed as the light from the candles brightened up the room. Ingrid sighed as she peered around. She felt almost intrusive to be here without her sister. "God I miss you, Lucy," Ingrid whispered to herself, right before her eyes darted to a shoebox that poked out of the opened closet. Ingrid walked up to the box with the intention to put it properly back in it's placed as it served as an eyesore in Ingrid's view. However, with no one here to judge her actions, Ingrid couldn't help herself as she took the box back to the bed and placed it down. Lifting the lid, Ingrid found some items resting in the box. A single pair of baby shoes and the tiniest outfit Ingrid had ever seen had been revealed along with a book. Lucille's dairy. But why would it be in the same box with Lucille's old baby clothes from when she was an infant? Curiosity bit Ingrid as she began to open the diary but just as she did so, a piece of paper fell out of the pages. Ingrid picked it up. Her eyes fell upon a picture that looked like an ultrasound. Ingrid was surely puzzled and didn't have a whole lot of time to put the pieces of the puzzle together before she heard a noise. Ingrid froze for a moment before taking the shoebox of items and tossed it all under the bed, as if she was doing something terrible. All except for the small diary with the picture tucked back into it , which she hid in the back pocket of her jeans.
Ingrid had the arrow resting near her cheek as she guarded herself once more. She slowly moved down the hallway. The rustling was coming from the den. Someone was definitely here with Ingrid, and whoever it could be was to be assumed as a threat until proven otherwise.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Mar 21, 2018 8:11:26 GMT -8
*** Nora, Negan, and Grant enter from elsewhere ***
Nora wasn't sure how long they had been going. Things had become a blur since evacuating the hospital. After their unsuccessful attempt to find Ingrid at the Snow family home, they had continued south to Spotsylvania County, to the prison where Nora's father worked. She knew it was a long shot but if there was a possibility he was still alive, she had to take that chance. Negan and Grant had been kind enough to agree.
The prison itself was in a state of chaos. No power meant no security. If prisoners now released from their cells hadn't done enough damage, the walkers finished it off. The "Carico" name plate on the uniform was the only thing that could identify the body she found herself staring at as her father. She was frozen -- in grief or anger or whatever. And it was only Negan's quick thinking that had spared her from being a victim of the same fate. Their roles were now reversed, and it was him that had to convince her to not quit as they sought shelter in the laundry room. She hadn't cried since everything went down, but now she couldn't stop. It was a stupid waste of time, and Negan told her as much.
But he also said they were not going to die here, and that he was going to put down every walker or even living person that stood between them and their escape. Nora was in no position to argue, and frankly it was a relief to turn over control to him. He seemed born for it. The three of them continued to rely on each other as they made their way south. Grant was a reluctant fighter but he made up for it in his medical knowledge. They did their best to ration what was left in Nora's truck, but soon they would have to start looking elsewhere.
Which had brought them to Negan's old house in North Carolina, looking for supplies. She wasn't dumb enough to question if that was his only reason. Anyway, he was entitled to closure for his wife's death in whatever way he chose. The house was in a remote part of the woods, hopefully untouched by looters. And if walkers were to approach, they would be able to hear them on the dried, fallen leaves. "Grant and I will circle round the back, make sure we don't have company," Nora stated, as they exited the truck. She checked her gun and the hunting knife in her leg holster as a matter of routine before quietly shutting the door. "Be careful," she told him before setting off into the trees.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 21, 2018 14:47:30 GMT -8
With time passing the apocalypse around seemed to have become some kind of a routine, as much as a world's dying could be. Negan had stopped counting the days since they had made it out alive from the hospital. Only one day had he counted down after. The day they had come back for Ingrid, Lucille's little stepsister. But together with the fact of her not had been there and no clue where to search next, time had become irrelevant for Negan. And it probably would remain irrelevant until people would be able to rebuild the world around. Not as it had been once, but as something worth to live in. Something worth to survive.
"Grant and I will circle round the back, make sure we don't have company,", Nora's voice suddenly roused him from his thoughts. "Be careful," With a rather hard expression on his face, Negan gave her a slight nod. By this time the three of them had become something that could be called a good team. Every one of them seemed to have a role and every one of them had the same end in view. To survive. And to make sure every one of their little group did, Negan was prepared to do whatever it took. And so he had done when Nora was about to lose herself in despair some time ago. He had promised to shred every walker that could have been responsible for her father's death. And he had kept his promise, with not even one of them left over. A scene that almost had become the picture of a man fallen into a killing spree. Or even a boy, bashing a baseball bat into his abusing father's head once again. Because once again it had been a baseball bat. And once again it had set him free. Free from a burden which he couldn't go on with. And so, instead of carrying the burden on his shoulders any longer, he had made it a memento, carrying on only one shoulder.
"We're home, Lucille.", Negan whispered to his shouldered bat, once Nora and Grant had set off into the trees around. He had made no secret out of their new companion with whom he might have built an unhealthy relationship, but this was kind of a private moment between only the two of them. With a sigh, Negan walked up to the door, not too surprised about finding it unlocked. There might have been a lot of looters coming around to settle in or maybe just to steal his shit, but if there was only one inside right now, that one most certainly won't leave this door in the same condition like at its arrival. Lucille was a thirsty girl and he couldn't keep things from her for long.
Once he was inside, he threw one look around the living room. It almost looked like it did on the day he had left his wife to her illness. The day he had given up on her, way too early. Despite the reason they had come for, Negan took a moment on his own and placed himself on the couch, as comfy as he remembered, but with something missing though. He placed Lucille right next to him, gently and delicately, as if the bat was more than just a bat, because... for him it was.
For some more moments, Negan just sat there in silence, watching the mantle in which once an inviting fire was crackling. He actually hadn't been sure, if he ever would come back here. To the place, he once had called home. But without his wife, his real wife, to be here with him, it wasn't more than just a place. Just another place on their way to survival. And so he broke out of this act of reminiscing and instead started to do what he had come for in the first place. To pick up some supplies before he would leave for no coming back.
With the rising from his seat and the picking up of Lucille, Negan regained some of his latest motivation within this apocalyptic world. He decided to not look back again on his way to the den, a room where he had kept all kind of tools and other stuff, something his wife had often criticized. How should she have known there would come a day he actually made use of it?
Negan rummaged through the shelves and the drawers, not paying attention to any noise coming from upstairs.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 21, 2018 22:22:13 GMT -8
Ingrid carried herself swiftly down the staircase after taking a cautious peek over the railing to confirm her speculations. Figuring that the intruder was definitely where she thought they were, the pace of her breath quickened as she gripped her bow tightly. She wouldn't let that arrow drop for one second, not while this thief had barged into her sister's loving home and was making a mockery of her memory by stealing her precious belongings. Things that held memories of beloved Lucille. Ingrid felt the blood pulse through every vein in her being as she closely approached the entry way of the den, with nothing but the glow from the fireplace in the living room lighting her way.
Creeping up beside the frame of the wall, she allowed her head to slowly peer through the den entrance to dictate how many robbers there were. Just one, with the stocky build of a rather tall man. His front was turned to the shelves as he carried along with the crime he was committing, she couldn't make out any more details than his figure alone. Her gaze locked onto the man, leeching off of Lucille's things. This sight made Ingrid fill with trembling anger. She would make this leech pay. Raising the arrow once more, Ingrid caressed the spear as she drew it back in the bow, aiming right for the middle of the head that the dark outlined for her. Her eyes narrowed on her target, ready to fire. But, what was stopping her? Ingrid wanted more than anything to let the pointed end fly into this low life, scavenging rat who would probably die a more painful death than this sooner or later. Ingrid wasn't sure what was suddenly washing over her vengeful hatred, but she couldn't do it. Today wouldn't be the day when she would make her first non-walker kill. Not in her sister's house.
Just as she lowered her weapon, a loud squeak of a floor board escaped from underneath Ingrid's feet. She had been so discreet up until this point, and now with the figure turning around to face her in the dark, she was in too deep. There was no sense in running to hide. A surge of panic overcame Ingrid as she rapidly lifted her bow and arrow once more to point at the stranger, this time in defense.
"Don't move! Or I-, I'll..." Ingrid yelled in warning, but became at a loss for words as her whole body began to shake in fear as the towering figure stood before her.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 22, 2018 1:15:44 GMT -8
The rummaging through the shelves was making enough noise that Negan hadn't heard the steps from behind. Maybe he even wouldn't have anyway, as the lurker seemed to be a real pro in that. And so he went on with his search for things they could make use of, while someone was watching him from behind, more or less ready to fire an arrow right through the back of his head.
Suddenly the squeak of a floorboard, loud enough to drown the noise he was causing himself, made him stop the search for stuff. Instead of losing time and give a potential attacker an advantage, Negan turned around with one quick move, Lucille prepared for another bloodbath. As the room was almost completely dark, he couldn't see more than the shape of a person though. A real person, not one of those dead walkers. A woman with a lifted bow.
"Don't move! Or I-, I'll..."
"Holy crap!", Negan suddenly called out almost exhilarated, and that not exactly in a quiet way, as he approached her with slow steps, Lucille casually shouldered again. While the woman in front of him was all shaky, Negan stayed unusually calm for someone being in the focus of a bent bow. But somehow was he sure she wouldn't fire the arrow, even though she might not have recognized him yet. She most probably would with his next words though. "You are creepy as shit! Sneaking up on me from behind, with that loaded weapon, ready to kill the fucking landlord himself!"
"Is that really you?", he finally added more seriously and also quieter, by now standing close enough to see that he had been right. It was Ingrid. Alive.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 22, 2018 8:30:17 GMT -8
"Holy crap!",You are creepy as shit! Sneaking up on me from behind, with that loaded weapon, ready to kill the fucking landlord himself!"
Ingrid's whole body froze on the spot, her defense mechanism not allowing her to lower the bow and arrow that quivered in her hands. It had been a while since Ingrid had been in the presance of someone that wasn't dead and didn't want to gnaw mindlessly at her flesh, and by the looks of the figure this man looked like he could easily take her down if he wanted to. Wait, did he say landlord? Ingrid's heart beat against her chest cavity so hard that she was worried that this man could hear every rapid beat. Her gut feeling kicked in, whether it was right or wrong Ingrid would still keep her guard up until she got to the bottom of this. Her eyes squinted through the dark as she heard the man speak, for this was a voice she had heard before.
"Is that really you?",
Ingrid was not as prepared as she should have been when the man inched closer to her through the dark. And as the light from the other room pooled into the entrance of the door which Ingrid stood at, the orange glow revealed her mysterious culprit.
"Holy shit..." Ingrid whispered through her shock, feeling as if she was before a ghost from her past. Her jaw felt as if it had dropped to the floor, as she stood before someone she honestly thought that she would never see again. "Negan?" Her weapon still up, though Ingrid's face softened as she was overcome with surprise and shock in that moment.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 23, 2018 0:17:57 GMT -8
"Holy shit..." Words, able to describe this situation all too well. "Negan?" The bow was still aimed at him, but in the dim light from the other room, Negan could see her features softening. And yet, if she was willed to fire the arrow in her hands, she could have without him being able to do anything against. But he knew she wouldn't, as much as an asshole he had been for leaving her to certain death. And yet was she here. A survivor. Just like him.
"Right here, god damn alive!", Negan finally confirmed that it really was him, his hands stretched out in a self-aggrandizing way. Well, a fact she should have been aware of by then anyway. Who else was so good at swearing?
Then the smirk on his face died completely down for a moment, and with real regret, he suddenly added: "I'm sorry." And he truly meant what he said, knowing that a simple sorry couldn't be enough for what he had done, but at least might be able to show he wasn't proud of his act of weakness. Instead, he was proud, or more precisely, impressed by her strength. Because she being here meant she had been able to do what he couldn't.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 23, 2018 7:20:19 GMT -8
" right here, god damn alive!"
Ingrid scanned him up and down the best she could in the low lighting, his arms streched out pompously. It was definitely Negan all right. She wasn't surprised that he hadn't kicked the bucket like a lot of their friends and family had, but it was the odd chances of them ending up in the same place at the same time that had Ingrid in awe.
"I'm sorry,"
Negan suddenly blurted two words to Ingrid that suddenly took her back in time, to the place where they first knew each other. Where Negan and Ingrid took care of Lucille together. Ingrid honestly thought that they had all gone through something together. But then Lucille turned. And Negan abandoned them. Tears welded up in her eyes as Ingrid remembered every last detail. She wanted to be furious with him, ream him a new one for what he did. However, what overcame her was slightly different from what she was used to.
Disarming herself finally, Ingrid slipped the bow back into the casing and silently turned to slowly walked away from the frame. Walking into the middle of the den, she placed her bow gently down on the couch. Ingrid didn't look at Negan but stared down at the roaring embers of the fireplace, warm and welcoming amidst sorrow and hurt. Streams of tears stained her cheeks, however Ingrid was too upset to care.
"Why?...Why did you do that, Negan? " Ingrid shook her head, as this was the very question that had plagued her ever since the hospital, "You left her to turn...you left me to....to...." Ingrid clasped a single hand over her mouth as she choked up at the shock of the memory, at what she had done to her sister. Asking these questions wouldn't make Lucille come back, but she needed closure as it was clear that she still hadn't moved on.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 23, 2018 9:07:37 GMT -8
The inside of the room was still too dark for Negan to see the tears on her face. And even if he could have, wouldn't that have changed anything. He knew what he had done and he knew that it had been god-awful, but he couldn't undo it. Wordless did he watch Ingrid passing him and walking towards the middle of the room.
"Why?...Why did you do that, Negan?" Negan finally looked up at her, a somehow hard expression on his face. Instead of just regret something else was rising up in him as well. Anger.
"You left her to turn...you left me to....to...." And then, not long after she had spoken and at the same time had clipped her own words, Negan's anger burst out all of a sudden.
"Because I COULDN'T!" And with these last syllables coming out with pure vehemence, he let the baseball bat in his hands smash into one of the shelves on the other side of the room. It didn't make him feel any better and it didn't change anything either, but it was what he had needed right that moment.
There were still some tools falling from the remains of the shelve, when Negan slowly squatted down next to it, with the self-chosen memento of his dead wife in his clenched hands, making no move to face Ingrid.
"I just couldn't...", was he repeating, now almost whisper-quiet. And then, after all, everything that had left was regret again.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 23, 2018 10:17:22 GMT -8
"Because I COULDN'T!"
Every nerve from head to toe jolted within Ingrid as the bat that Negan had been carrying around made contact with the shelves on the other side of the room, his yell and the sound of the impact echoing through the entire place. He was angry, but Ingrid knew for a fact it wasn't because of her. For she had experienced a fury similar to his at least once these past couple of weeks, a fury where you are just so angry with yourself that you just have to let it all out. Proving to Ingrid once again that they are more alike than they know.
"I just couldn't...."
Ingrid's eyes were glued to the crumbling man who had gotten down to the ground level to salvage what was left of the wreckage he had made in his home. Back in the hospital, Ingrid would have seen a hot headed bully who had blamed the world for his problems. But it was different now. Ingrid knew Negan's story, she knew that he loved Lucille greatly. Ingrid saw nothing but a loving husband who was regretful and angry that he couldn't justify his beloved wife in the end of all things.
Ingrid found herself walking over to Negan who was still on the ground, holding a memento in his worn hands. Slowly, Ingrid got down on her knees to Negan's level. She looked down at the item he was holding and then back up to his sorrow filled complexion. "... I know that there's nothing I could possibly say in this moment to make any of this better. You really loved her, and she knew that. And I know that now," Ingrid said as she began to pick up the rest of the debris from the ground, " She wouldn't want it this way. For us to live in the past, to live in regret. To blame ourselves for what was, and what has been done." Ingrid placed all of the broken pieces to the side before taking her hand and resting it on Negan's shoulder in a comforting manner, " This will pass. I promise you, it will. I wouldn't have believed it for myself but I believe it now...because now I'm not alone. We will get through this together."
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Mar 24, 2018 5:52:27 GMT -8
To Nora's relief, the woods around the house had been free of walkers or other people, so she and Grant made their way inside. The place seemed to be undisturbed. Maybe she could even talk Negan into staying here, at least one night. It would be more comfortable accommodations than any other abandoned building or makeshift campsite they'd seen so far.
Making her way slowly through the back door and the kitchen, her guard went up as soon as she heard voices. Negan and what sounded like a woman. She couldn't make out what was being said so she edged closer to the source.
"Because I COULDN'T!"
The sudden, loud outburst followed by a crash caused her to duck behind one of the cabinets and signal to Grant to do the same. She was keenly aware of her own heartbeat while taking in what sounded like the woman talking again. Her firearm at the ready, she slowly rose from cover and proceeded forward. The fireplace barely lit the room but she could make out two figures kneeling by what used to be a shelf.
"This will pass. I promise you, it will. I wouldn't have believed it for myself but I believe it now...because now I'm not alone. We will get through this together."
Why did that voice sound familiar? And why would Negan appear to have let his guard down in the presence of this woman? There was only one person she could think of that would be allowed to get that close to him, but that was impossible.
"Ingrid?" she asked, in disbelief that that name would ever cross her lips again. "Is -- is that you?"
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 24, 2018 7:43:12 GMT -8
He heard Ingrid approaching him but didn't raise his gaze. Here he was, sitting on the ground like a sissy and pitying himself.
"... I know that there's nothing I could possibly say in this moment to make any of this better. You really loved her, and she knew that. And I know that now,""She wouldn't want it this way. For us to live in the past, to live in regret. To blame ourselves for what was, and what has been done." That really was something she wouldn't have wanted. And yet was it hard to not. But something inside of Negan wanted to believe that, what had raised out of his dead wife's bed, hadn't been Lucille. That she had gone far away by that time already.
Suddenly a hand got rested on his shoulder. "This will pass. I promise you, it will. I wouldn't have believed it for myself but I believe it now...because now I'm not alone. We will get through this together." True words. But, man, what was he doing here? Hadn't he sworn to look forward instead of behind? To build something new instead of letting the old wounds allow to reopen once again?
Just as Negan was about to get up on his feet again, another voice was joining in. "Ingrid?""Is -- is that you?" Oh, just great. Officer Hottie most certainly wouldn't get the image of him sitting in the middle of this self-help meeting out of her mind all too soon.
Before Ingrid next to him could have reacted to the new arrivals, Negan continued his move to stand upright again. His eyes were aimed at Nora when he decided to spoke up first. "You remember that officer from the hospital? She's on board now too. We might not have had the sweetest start, but working on it to become besties real soon." A short chuckle escaped him at that. And here he was now. Back to his confident self.
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Post by Ariel on Mar 26, 2018 10:00:31 GMT -8
"Ingrid?""Is -- is that you?"
Ingrid startled with surprise at the sudden sound of the female voice. Jumping to hee feet, Ingrid noticed the blonde woman who had walked in on the saddest party she had probably ever witnessed. Her face looked oddly familiar, and just when Ingrid was about to address the woman, Negan managed to pull himself together rather quickly and began to introduce her.
. "You remember that officer from the hospital? She's on board now too. We might not have had the sweetest start, but working on it to become besties real soon."
"Officer Nora, isn't it?" Ingrid looked from Negan to the officer and gave her a nod of acceptance as she remembered the officer's kindness towards them and their situation when it had all been unraveling at the hospital. It all seemed so long ago now. So much had happened up until this point, and Ingrid had come so far to come to this moment in time. And things may never go back to the way they once were, but being here with Negan and Nora, she felt relief and comfort in having familiarity in her chaotic life once more.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Mar 26, 2018 12:02:13 GMT -8
"You remember that officer from the hospital? She's on board now too. We might not have had the sweetest start, but working on it to become besties real soon."
"Officer Nora, isn't it?"
"Just Nora now," she corrected, a smile beaming on her face. "Damn, it's good to see you. I've had my hands full keeping this asshole alive," she informed Ingrid, with a nod toward Negan as she holstered her weapon. She had noticed the change in his mood but thought it best not to remark on it. No doubt he was overwhelmed with emotions of his own right now. "And this is Grant. He's been with us since we left the hospital."
Using the introduction as his cue, Grant figured it was safe to step out of the kitchen shadows. "Pleased to meet you, ma'am," he said.
Nora stepped closer to Ingrid so she could look her in the eyes in the dim firelight. "I'm so sorry about your sister," she consoled. "But I think she'd be real proud that you're still here."
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 27, 2018 11:54:00 GMT -8
"Officer Nora, isn't it?"
"Just Nora now," Negan let his eyes wander over the stuff Ingrid had replaced onto the shelve right next to the one he had destroyed in his outburst of rage only minutes ago. "Damn, it's good to see you. I've had my hands full keeping this asshole alive," At that a toneless chuckle flashed across his face before he continued with doing that little inventory.
"And this is Grant. He's been with us since we left the hospital."
Most of the stuff was a gathering of any kind of materials. Stuff that had simply accumulated over the years among materials for do-it-yourself projects he was going to accomplish eventually. Projects that didn't have to get accomplished anymore...
"Pleased to meet you, ma'am,"
Negan took one of those materials out of the shelve, a coiled piece of barbed wire. Maybe not all of this was useless nowadays. This could actually be pretty much useful, he suddenly thought, as he hatched an idea.
"I'm so sorry about your sister," While the two women kept on chatting a little more, seemingly not paying attention to him, Negan started to wrap his baseball bat with the barbed wire he just picked up. With every centimeter of it covered in this new mantle, his face seemed to regain some of the preceding glee, even almost forgetting about his surrounding. "But I think she'd be real proud that you're still here."
"Now, look at my lovely girl! Doesn't this suit her just perfectly?", he suddenly intruded the conversation next to him and raised the bat in kind of a rapture. In fact, was Negan more speaking to the bat in his hands than to any of the persons around, his next words even directly aimed at it. "Hope you're loving your new necklace, Lucille."
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Post by Ariel on Mar 27, 2018 22:46:26 GMT -8
"Just Nora now," "Damn, it's good to see you. I've had my hands full keeping this asshole alive," Ingrid looked back upon Negan, as she could imagine Nora's journey through the end of the world with him had been no cake walk. But they were here, alive and well so they must have been doing something at least right.
"And this is Grant. He's been with us since we left the hospital.". "Pleased to meet you, ma'am,"
Ingrid acknowledged the nervous newcomer with a smile as she watched him stagger over. With many introductions and new faces in just a matter of few moments, Ingrid wasn't sure how to react as she felt slightly overwhelmed. Yet she held it together with a grin for her new found company as they carried on with conversation.
I'm so sorry about your sister," she consoled. "But I think she'd be real proud that you're still here."
Ingrid stared at Nora with something more than gratitude. She felt that this woman knew the grief of her loss, Ingrid could see it in her pain stricken eyes that stared into Ingrid's. And in a way, this was comforting to Ingrid as she thought of Nora's words of thoughtfulness. "Thanks," Ingrid spoke humbly as her gaze diverted from Nora to the roaring embers that sparked from the wisps of the dancing flames in the fireplace, "it's a miracle really. But I'm here," Ingrid shrugged humbly as she grinned at Nora. She'd even like to think that wherever Lucille was, that she had been saving Ingrid's ass to get her to this life altering point of the game.
"Now, look at my lovely girl! Doesn't this suit her just perfectly?",
Ingrid had noticed Negan fumbling around with odds and ends in the background but did not bother much, as she understood that he was going through the motions of being here in this house without Lucille, something Ingrid understood clearly. That was, until her ears picked up his next sentence. One she wouldn't have expected.
"Hope you're loving your new necklace, Lucille."
Ingrid's soft grin dropped as her gaze sharpened into a pair of daggers. Ingrid slowly turned her head to face Negan who was gawking at his barbed wire encased baseball bat as if it were someone in need of affection. Did she hear him right, or was she going crazy?
"...Seriously now?" Speaking in utter shock Ingrid grew defensive as she began to address the very bizarre occurrence that just unfolded before her.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Mar 28, 2018 22:18:01 GMT -8
"Now, look at my lovely girl! Doesn't this suit her just perfectly? ... Hope you're loving your new necklace, Lucille."
"...Seriously now?"
"I think he is serious," she said hesitantly. Yeah, it was kinda' weird that he'd given that bat the name of his dearly departed wife, but that bat had also gotten them safely out of a prison full of walkers when she thought nothing could. And if that was what it took to keep him engaged in the fight and keep them alive, then so be it.
"Look, I don't know the plan, but I think maybe we should spend the night here," she offered, hoping both Negan and Ingrid would approve. "I mean, it's defensible, it has a roof, and beds and couches that are a lot more comfortable than the ground, so....?" Not to mention that she wanted to extract herself from whatever conversation she felt like she had interrupted.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Mar 29, 2018 4:17:16 GMT -8
"...Seriously now?"
Negan didn't show any reaction to Ingrid's sudden disbelief. Instead was he all with Lucille, the bat or maybe the woman's ghost he thought to see in it. Who actually knew? But one thing was sure enough: It made him feel better.
"I think he is serious,"
In the background Negan's lips raised to a smile. In a world with no one around for him to love, he was making a baseball bat be. Anyone might call this irrational, but for him, it was the most rational thing he could do to not lose himself.
"Look, I don't know the plan, but I think maybe we should spend the night here,""I mean, it's defensible, it has a roof, and beds and couches that are a lot more comfortable than the ground, so....?"
Finally, Negan turned his attention back to the people around - the real people. There was still the ghost of a smile remaining on his face, when his eyes met with Nora's, vanishing bit by bit though.
"The plan is to survive.", Negan replied eventually while he lowered the bat in his hand. "If staying here for the night keeps us alive, then I say we fucking go for it." There was something like a hidden tone in his voice though, that revealed he wasn't too pleased with this idea. But after all, it was just a house, albeit he would learn soon enough that there still was a lot more about it. A house with the memory of the home it once had been.
Negan's eyes met with Ingrid's for a short moment, before he turned away from them completely and started slow steps towards the door. "Make yourself feel home. But don't expect me to serve coffee and cake.", he added with his back already turned and Lucille shouldered, in passing giving Grant a slight grin, before he walked out of the den.
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Post by Ariel on Apr 1, 2018 18:48:38 GMT -8
"I think he is serious,"
Ingrid' crossed her arms, keeping her stern stare fixed on Negan as she stood across from him. She wasn't sure what to make of his bat named after her dead sister, let alone Negan's lack of reaction. In the shadows of the fireplace, Ingrid watched a grin spread slowly over his face, any sort of words from his lips ceased to follow. Though, Ingrid treaded with caution and proceeded to be slow to speak, remembering Lucille was not only her sister but also the love of Negan's life. A part of him missing that would never be filled. And sure, people had their ways of paying homage to their loved ones to try and deal with the loss. Ingrid understood that this is probably his way of dealing, just a tad more messed up than your typical tribute.
"Look, I don't know the plan, but I think maybe we should spend the night here," "I mean, it's defensible, it has a roof, and beds and couches that are a lot more comfortable than the ground, so....?"
Breaking her stone stricken gaze, Ingrid turned to face Nora who had so conveniently saved Ingrid's ass from spewing any sort of angered speech about Negan's new found pride and joy. Mentally Ingrid agreed with Nora's suggestions and was relieved to see that they were on the same page. With the sun now behind the trees, there was no way in hell any of them were going to risk travel in the dark. Ingrid opened her mouth and was about to chime in, however her attempt became interrupted by Negan.
"The plan is to survive.", "If staying here for the night keeps us alive, then I say we fucking go for it."
Ingrid returned her eyes back to Negan who decided to take initiative on the final decision for the newly formed group, as much as it seemed that he didn't want to be in this place. Ingrid didn't blame him, for it was painful for herself to be here as well, surrounded by memories. Noticing his ambition to step up and make a call for survival for not just himself but for all of them sparked slight surprise in Ingrid. She wasn't sure why, perhaps it seemed as if Ingrid would have expected that role of authority to be Nora's niche. But Ingrid could tell there was something different within Negan, something she hadn't noticed before. Perhaps something Ingrid could grow to respect someday. Backing out of the closing of the conversation, Ingrid slid over to the couch where her bow rested. In this moment, she abruptly felt a new beginning coming on for herself and it frightened her. Bringing her feet up, she folded her legs underneath her body as she tensly sat in the corner of the couch. She held her bow and pretended to inspect it but it was really comforting to her to hold it close, as if it was consoling her.
"Make yourself feel home. But don't expect me to serve coffee and cake.",
Ingrid's head peeped upwards to Negan as his booming voice entered the room once more. Her nervous eyes locked with his painfilled tired gaze for a few moments before he made his exit, leaving Ingrid with Nora and Grant. A few moments of awkward silence filled the room between the acquainted before Ingrid let out a slight chuckle as she pondered on Negan's final words before taking off into the house. "Quite the charmer, that one is." Ingrid commented in attempt to find a little bit of humor in the dreary atmosphere that had been created. Post apocalyptic small talk was not one of her strengths, especially since being used to being on her lonesome for some time.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Apr 2, 2018 11:43:01 GMT -8
"Quite the charmer, that one is."
"Yeah, as you can see, the end of the world did nothing to improve his manners," Nora remarked, taking a seat on the opposite end of the couch as Grant was content to stand close to the fire. "Believe me, that brother-in-law of yours is the last person I expected to be road-tripping with these past couple weeks, but ... we needed each other."
She left the statement open-ended, in case Ingrid had questions, but felt like that was a satisfactory enough explanation for their current situation. She noticed the impressive-looking bow resting on the couch beside Ingrid. "You a bow hunter?" she inquired. "I was never any good at it. My dad believed a 12-gauge could take down a deer just as well. Poor Grant, the vegetarian, has had to learn an appreciation for venison."
"I never said I was a vegetarian," he protested. "I am ... was a pescatarian. As in fish. But I have had to expand my diet a bit in these circumstances."
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Post by Ariel on Apr 5, 2018 0:07:18 GMT -8
"Yeah, as you can see, the end of the world did nothing to improve his manners," "Believe me, that brother-in-law of yours is the last person I expected to be road-tripping with these past couple weeks, but ... we needed each other."
Ingrid glanced to the side as Nora sat down on the opposite end of the couch but did not give much more of a reaction to her words other than a nod of understanding as a couple of pictures of Lucille and Negan on the wall near them caught her eye. Ingrid could only imagine what Nora's journey had been like thus far especially with Negan along for the ride. His charming smile beaming alongside of his wife's surely didnt fool anyone who knew him personally. However, Ingrid spared herself of the details, for Nora's and Negan's struggles and growth up to this point were their own and for no one to meddle or judge.
"You a bow hunter?" "I was never any good at it. My dad believed a 12-gauge could take down a deer just as well. Poor Grant, the vegetarian, has had to learn an appreciation for venison."
"I never said I was a vegetarian," "I am ... was a pescatarian. As in fish. But I have had to expand my diet a bit in these circumstances."
Floating her gaze down to her bow, Ingrid paused for a moment as the two chattered about. A contempt warmth filled her chest as she scanned the last piece of her previous life that remained in her posession. "My dad would take me on weekend trips into the mountains, taught me the ropes of hunting. Most girls would prefer otherwise - but luckily I wasn't like most girls and caught my father's passion," Ingrid smiled as she reminisced in the nostalgia, "He was more of a gunman, but once he introduced me to bow hunting - well, I felt like I found my calling. It's apart of who I am. Then when Lucille got sick, i dropped my whole life for her. And i lost touch with myself for a really long time," Ingrid's expression fell slightly as she remembered the previous events with Lucille falling ill, with what her family had gone through in the early stages of the apocalypse, "And it took me up until a couple of weeks ago to break down and find who I truly was again. It seems a bit silly, but this bow has gotten me through some tough times. And it's kept me alive up to now. In a way, I'd be lost without it." Ingrid wasn't sure why she was telling Nora all of this, and she was sure that Nora didn't care for her life story. But it felt good for Ingrid to finally talk to someone and start to let go of things that she had been holding internally for some time.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Apr 7, 2018 20:30:28 GMT -8
"...It seems a bit silly, but this bow has gotten me through some tough times. And it's kept me alive up to now. In a way, I'd be lost without it."
"Well, we've all had to find ways of coping," Nora agreed, after listening intently to the girl speak of father-daughter hunting trips. Something she would only have memories of now. "And you've had to deal with more than most people twice your age. Seeing you here in one piece -- it's what Negan and I both hoped for. We tried your family's place near the hospital but when we didn't see any sign of you or them...it was tough to hold onto that."
She stared quietly into the fire for a while, trying to get used to this feeling of being still and safe even for just one night. "Your sister Lucille, and my mom, it's always gonna' suck that we lost them. But at least they didn't have to see what this world has become. So now we find a way to keep going. Even when we want to quit. And there were so many times I have wanted to quit, Ingrid," she admitted. "But my dad would be so disappointed in me if I gave up. If I didn't try to help whoever I could. And it sounds like your dad was the same way."
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Post by Ariel on Apr 12, 2018 10:10:48 GMT -8
Seeing you here in one piece -- it's what Negan and I both hoped for. We tried your family's place near the hospital but when we didn't see any sign of you or them...it was tough to hold onto that."
Ingrid was speechless at this revelation. The crackling fireplace caught her attention as she diverted away from Nora. They had been looking for her? The gears in Ingrid's mind grinded away as she pondered on who's idea that was....surely not Negan's, for if anything it would have come from a place of guilt. She knew he loved her sister, but would he have cared enough about Ingrid to seek out her well being? The question in mind rested at that as the silence in the room grew as large as the dancing shadows throughout the room.
"Your sister Lucille, and my mom, it's always gonna' suck that we lost them. But at least they didn't have to see what this world has become. So now we find a way to keep going. Even when we want to quit. And there were so many times I have wanted to quit, Ingrid," "But my dad would be so disappointed in me if I gave up. If I didn't try to help whoever I could. And it sounds like your dad was the same way."
Ingrid's sight remained to be frozen forward, yet her ears actively listened to Nora's motivation. She knew well of the feelings Nora was expressing of the times throughout these past few weeks of wanting to quit. There were times that Ingrid felt alone and that there was nothing left for her in this disease ridden world but pain and hell. And although the reality of Lucille's death was Ingrid's daily hell on earth, in a way Ingrid was thankful that Lucille didn't have to experience this horrible apocalypse. Through all of this, Lucille wouldn't want Ingrid to give up. Her dad surely didnt want her to lose hope in what she had left. Just survive somehow.... Ingrid's eyes began to burn as tears began to form. This would be the last time she would mourn the dead, the last time she would feel sorry for her pain stricken life. It was finally time for Ingrid to live.
Wiping her tears from her cheeks, Ingrid stumbled upwards, exhaling lightly as she pulled herself together. "It's getting late....we should all get some rest. I sense a big day ahead of all of us tomorrow. "And without making eye contact with anyone in the room, Ingrid slung her bow over her shoulder and disappeared into the darkness of the house.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Apr 13, 2018 0:28:32 GMT -8
"It's getting late....we should all get some rest. I sense a big day ahead of all of us tomorrow."
"Yeah, good night," Nora said to a retreating Ingrid. "Grant and I will bring in some supplies from the truck." She rose from the couch and made sure that her flashlight was still working.
"So...is she seeing anyone?" Grant chimed in.
Nora gave him a contemptuous look that she was certain he could see in dim firelight. "Do you want to be on the business end of that barb-wire bat?"
"I'm just asking," he said with a chuckle.
"For that, you get first watch tonight, Romeo," she declared, putting a hand on his shoulder and pushing him toward the door.
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 13, 2018 4:01:12 GMT -8
*** Later in the night ***
Negan was tossing and turning in his bed. Off and on was he having a dream, in which he was with his wife one last time, not being aware that it would be a last time though. He had looked at her beautiful face, had smelled the soft scent of honey in her hair and had heard the lovely giggle sound she made whenever he managed to cause her to. It was the same giggle he had heard on the day they have first met. Negan would never forget that day. But dreams were meant to end at some point. And even though he had been aware of the fact it wasn't more than just a dream right off, there had been something like a remaining energy that made him see his wife still, right next to him on the other side of the bed. Eventually, Negan couldn't bear this sadistic way of letting him remember any more, and so he sat up. In a mix of brokenness and anger did he have a stern glance at the wall opposite him. This sucks. It sucks so damn much. He was about to take his anger out on the furnishing once again, but kept himself from doing so in the last nick of time. This wouldn't help. It would just cause his companions to wake up and him to probably have to explain. An explanation he wasn't pleased to give. "Let's take a walk, Lucille.", he muttered towards his bat with its brand new embellishment, had been parked right next to the bedside cabinet for the while he had tried to get some sleep. Negan honestly hadn't expected that try would become that much of an agony. Sure, he had made a decision. The decision to live on and to survive, which meant to not look behind. But how could he not, in this house, being a damn shrine for Lucille? Negan raised from the bed, not looking back at the empty mattress another time, and walked towards the bedroom door. With careful steps, not exactly because he really would have cared about waking anyone up, but because he wasn't keen on attending to another self-help meeting, did he take the stair downwards to have a seat on the couch in front of the dim light of the fireplace in the living room. And yet again was he sitting here, the bat next to him, watching the fire, that once had been Lucille's and his favorite thing whenever both of them couldn't find any sleep, covered in a blanket together, her being embraced in his arms. And now he was sitting here again. All alone. This still sucks.Neganbanner
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The stars above put on a show for Ingrid like she had never seen before, not in the city to say the least. Her back leaning against the wall on the front porch, Ingrid took in the magnificent view. A moment of stillness in their world ridden with chaos. She held on to this moment for a little while more before returning her priority back to keeping watch, for Ingrid knew very well that the road ahead of them would be not as merciful as this serene night.
Ingrid neglected to recall what time it was exactly when she relieved Grant and took over the watch duty. But she wasn't exactly keeping track of time, as if anything she could surely use this distraction from her sleepless night. The insomnia that plagued her that night was enduced by a number of feelings. Sleeping in this place without her sister was one of them. But it wasn't sadness, it was just a bizarre feeling, seeing her things everywhere and knowing she will never return to use them. Almost haunting. Negan being back was another thing that made the wheels in her restless brain turn, and Ingrid thought this whole thing could either go really well or really horrible.
Allowing her legs to criss cross on the wooden boards of the front porch, Ingrid's stone cold gaze pierced the darkness between the trees, alert and with her weapon by her side ready for anything. In a weird way, she almost felt that this is where she belonged tonight, protecting Lucille's house. Lucille's memory. Nothing would be getting by this house tonight, not if Ingrid could help it.
Ingrid's staring contest between herself and the forest became interrupted as she noticed a moving shadow amidst the light from the living room that flooded the porch. Someone was up. Though, Ingrid kept her duty as she remained focused with her bow resting by her knees.
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Post by Kristi Lynne on Apr 18, 2018 0:31:04 GMT -8
Nora had come downstairs to retrieve a bottle of water when she noticed his silhouette on the couch, seeming to stare silently into the fire. She wasn't about to sneak up on him, not if he had that bat at his side, but she also didn't want to miss the rare opportunity for a conversation when they weren't in fear for their lives.
"So..." she began, walking around him to take a seat on the couch. "Must be pretty weird being here without her." When her comment was met with silence, she continued, "Yeah, I know. Dumb question. But this place is a helluva lot nicer than me and Jake's first place." Nora took a swig of water, wishing it were something stronger, and replaced the cap. "Did I ever tell you I was married before?"
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Post by DarkSideCookie on Apr 18, 2018 4:20:47 GMT -8
"So..."
Negan's heart literally made a jump, when suddenly a voice sounded from behind. He just wasn't awaiting someone to approach him right that moment, or maybe he even had been close to doze off shortly before. On the outside, though, he remained calm, almost frozen.
"Must be pretty weird being here without her." Negan didn't even give Nora a glance from the side at that. If this was how she was going to start some kind of small talk, she truly had fucked it up.
"Yeah, I know. Dumb question. But this place is a helluva lot nicer than me and Jake's first place." Now his head somewhat turned slightly in his seatmate's direction. "Did I ever tell you I was married before?"
Negan's lips raised to a quiet chuckle for a moment. "You mean in one of our sweet chats, somewhere between disdain and this unresolved sexual tension towards me?"
He really felt shitty right now, but if the possibility of screwing around with someone could make him feel any less, it was worth a try. Or simply him.
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Post by Ariel on Apr 18, 2018 23:08:54 GMT -8
Ingrid rubbed her shoulders lightly as a breeze bustled by, the crisp air of the late night beginning to settle in. The weather was slightly chilling for Ingrid's liking, however it wasn't anything that she wasn't' used to and decided to bare with it. Determined to play her part equally in the game of survival and nothing less. Though, Ingrid could really go for a more comfortable seating arrangement. She shifted her body slightly on the wooden boards of the front porch in an attempt to ease the discomfort, and in this process she rediscovered an item she had stowed away in the back pocket of her jeans before the surprise entry of Negan and his crew. Reaching underneath her bottom side, Ingrid retrieved the item and brought it up close to her face. Lucille's diary. How the hell could she have forgotten that she had this on her? Both hands gripped the sides of the book as she stared into the front cover with immense hesitation. The whole thing felt wrong. But Lucille wasn't here anymore, and what better way to reminisce in her memories other than by her sister's own words? Ingrid's curiosity finally got the best of her as she decided to dive in, head first. Rapidly turning the cover over to reveal the first page of the first entry of what was left of Lucille's story, Ingrid's eyes grazed the words of the pages as she began to read with nothing but just enough light that dawned upon her from inside the house, unaware of the commotion of conversation taking place inside it's walls.
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