The Walking Dead -Northwards-

[cgstark]

As he had not been able to get a response out of the boy, Buck was even more pleased than usual when Laurel approached. She hugged him, which he awkwardly returned. Being affectionate was not something he had ever been comfortable with. "How's things going?" she asked. "Not very good," Buck responded. "The kid won't talk to me for some reason. Maybe you can get a better response out of him." He watched as Laurel moved to the boy and asked him about the rabbits and about coming to live with her as well. Buck shook his head. The girl was a natural. How anyone could preserve that kind of compassion and tenderness in these trying times was beyond him. When he was ready to rip the head off of everyone, Laurel was always ready with kindness and comfort. Before Anwell could respond to Laurel's offer Buck was putting his two cents in. "That sounds like a pretty good deal to me, kid. I mean Olive can be a bit of a pill, but you know Laurel's gonna look after you."

[sofire]

Laurel smiled at Buck's response to her offer to Anwell and lifted her hand to smooth the boy's hair back from his face, "I wouldn't worry about Olive, she's just been through some rough things lately and I think she'll start feeling better soon. I know you have had it rough as well, and I want to try and make things easier for the both of you. Take some stress off your shoulders." She lifted her gaze to look at Buck and smiled softly, "The offer stands for you as well, I suppose we'll be needing a man around, if you are up for the task, Buck."

[David Starsky]

Olive sniffled as she embraced Laurel's hug, clinging on to her. "Okay... I'll go do that." She said, still a little bit drunk from those bottles of wine. "Thank you." She whispered as she left her for the moment. For a while there, she was grateful for the day she took a trip to the ghost town to look for supplies. If she had never went, she would have never met the group... with the exception of a few people she didn't trust. Though it was getting hard to keep track of so many people that were joining them. Which reminded her... there were so many people coming in now, she didn't consider it. If she did the math correctly, there was six newcomers. The supplies she had weren't enough to nurture every single one of them. "Shit." She muttered under her breath as it had come to mind. She would have to tell Laurel, Buck or Emily. She didn't exactly trust Dimitry or for the worst case, Elias. Ian was someone she could mention this to... but she needed to do it in private.

Looking around for Ian or Dimitry, she had walked past the truck and turned back where the others were preparing for a trip. "Dimitry... before you leave, Laurel wanted either you or Ian to help her with the newcomers." She called, looking to the truck and back to them out of curiousness. "Where are you guys going anyway? Because uh... there's a few problems that we might have to pay mind to... y'know..." She said, clearing her throat.

"Supplies? Um... we're kind of running low on that thing since we have like, six or seven new friggin' survivors here."

[~xXInvisible_SarafeneXx~]

--- Storyteller Retcon, Minori and Elias aren't there, they have left the scene, this was supposed to be mentioned but hasn't, I'm mentioning it now.---

[Foster]

--- Storyteller Retcon, Minori and Elias aren't there, they have left the scene, this was supposed to be mentioned but hasn't, I'm mentioning it now.---

[Nah, it's 'kay. I forgot to RP the two of them going-away to show Minori all the attractions of Nighthawk.]

Elias and Minori quickly departed to one of the run-down buildings, giggling like lunatics and almost ignoring Olive's querry. Elias was kind enough to point towards the truck where Dmitry, Lilith, and Kayla were preparing the truck for a little late-night exploring.

[I'll get Tsubasa moving soon, until then...]

Lilith once again had surprised and graced Dmitry with her pressence, and he gave her a hug and a compliment for putting her life at risk for him and the other girl... nobody had really heard about how the new Cherry-red haired girl was doing, and she was in the 'hospital' quite awhile longer than Desmond... He was begining to wonder if that rescue was in vain or not...

As Lilith turned back towards the truck, he managed to slap her on the ass before racing her to the cab of the truck. Nothing like breaking the tension before going on a high-risk trip under horrible conditions.

On the other hand... she had a shotgun...

[tech]

Leo stood still and nodded his head at Laurel, this group seemed very peaceful yet could afford to be unassuming and trustful of new comers. They were so well equipped it was crazy. Leo hoped he could stay, this group seemed to appreciate life and put humanity before survival. Leo smiled when he sawthe doctor. A nice looking lady in her thirties. This was the doctor and he told the newcomers to move to the clinic. Leo smirked a little when Desmond yelled lead the way. He liked Desmond. He walked up to him so they were next to each other and decided he'd strike up a conversation with the suited man. "So where are you from Mr. Williams?" He said feeling a bit awkward, when you spend 3 weeks eating out of cans and caving in rot-heads you lose hold of conversation skills.

[cgstark]

Buck smiled at Laurel's offer. "Up for the task? I think that you're the one who better be asking yourself that! I've never exactly been the best roomate." He rested his hand on her shoulder, his tone becoming more serious. "I'm more than willing, though, to help you out with those two. You're the best among us Laurel, bar none. You deserve so much better than the situation we're in. Everyone here owes you so much. Just because you're not the one bashing in walker skulls doesn't mean you aren't the most vital part of our survival here."

[Heretic209]

"New York," Desmond replied, glancing over at the other man. "I was in the big city when this whole.. thing, happened. Luckily I got out before it escalated any more." The lawyer continued to walk, following the doctor, though not too closely. Up in the distance, he could see his bag, sitting in front of the porch where he left it.
"How about you?" Desmond asked, turning his attention back to the man. "Where were you from before all this? And.. I don't believe you've told me your name," he added, smiling.

[PoisonLilies]

Lilith was a little shocked when Dmitry had hugged her but she just gave a small smile. When she had turned to go back to the truck Lilith felt a hand smack her on the ass. Lilith jumped slightly, she could feel her cheeks go super red fearing Dmitry might laugh at her for going red so she just walked away like nothing happen. That little stunt of his did not help her at all her mind was now filled to the rim with thoughts of Dmitry. "Little jack ass." She said in a low whisper. She tried her best to keep looking forward but she could not help herself she looked back and her face went red again. "Damn am I going to go red every time I look at him now."

[Foster]

Looking around for Ian or Dimitry, she had walked past the truck and turned back where the others were preparing for a trip. "Dimitry... before you leave, Laurel wanted either you or Ian to help her with the newcomers." She called, looking to the truck and back to them out of curiousness. "Where are you guys going anyway? Because uh... there's a few problems that we might have to pay mind to..." She said, clearing her throat.

"Y'know... Supplies? Um... we're kind of running low on that thing since we have like, six or seven new friggin' survivors here."

Dmitry nodded at Olive's concerns. The new influx of bodies, the critical lack of supplies... They all knew back when this town started that they could not stay here forever, just plant crops and move-on and hope something gre while they were away... But now with so many mouths to feed, the only option seemed to ask whatever remained of the governmental-forces for help.

"Yeah. Do me a favor, kid: you can show them around. You know this place better than the rest of us. As for supplies, I figure all these extra hands would make clearing a nearby military-depot a bit easier. I'll try and snag you a ride in a fun-vee with a machine-gun if you behave."

Lilith was a little shocked when Dmitry had hugged her but she just gave a small smile. When she had turned to go back to the truck Lilith felt a hand smack her on the ass. Lilith jumped slightly, she could feel her cheeks go super red fearing Dmitry might laugh at her for going red so she just walked away like nothing happen. That little stunt of his did not help her at all her mind was now filled to the rim with thoughts of Dmitry. "Little jack ass." She said in a low whisper. She tried her best to keep looking forward but she could not help herself she looked back and her face went red again. "Damn, am I going to go red every time I look at him now?"

Lilith didn't seem to be in the mood for racing, instead she inched her way towards the truck like a delicate wraith. In the dark he couldn'y see that she was blushing... well... until he opened the passenger-door for her, illuminating her crimson-cheeks in the the interior dome-light. Right-away he recognized that look as anxiety, and he put a hand on her shoulder as she sat:

"Don't worry. It'll be just like meeting the people here in Nighthawk. Except this time I'll be right next to you the whole way."