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So how might one join this? Without being very well versed in the lore and such.
Enrique-Outpost- The remainders
Enrique pulled his coat tighter around him making his way to the kitchen. He felt the cold rain slam against his coat and his face, he had Colton at his side. The boy was loyal, even after Enrique told him to go on the mission he said he'd rather keep watch over the fort. Enrique smirked at the kid as they pushed through the rain, he pulled open the door and held it for Colton. Enrique pulled it closed, he shook his head and ran his hand through his hair pushing it back. He looked around and couldn't find Amanda, he have a friendly pat on the shoulder to Colton. Colton flashed a smirk and they moved further into the kitchen looking for Amanda, they saw her cutting various vegetables, which was rare for her. She was more the kind to cook meats of some kind.
"Hello mi amor," Enrique said spinning Amanda around and kissing her, she smiled and put her hands on his chest keeping him back a bit. Colton smirked and snagged a few slices of carrots.
"No kissing here, I'm working..." Amanda said turning back to her vegetables, "Besides shouldn't you be watching the walls and such, doing your jobs."
She flashed a fiegned angry look at Colton, which was followed by a laugh as he popped a carrot slice in his mouth. The kid was fun to have around even if he was a nuiscance at times, Enrique couldn't help but smile at the kid. He planted a kiss on Amanda's check and grabbed his pistol and slid it into his chest holster.
"I'll be needin this dear," he said comically as he motioned for Colton to follow him out. He had three other scouts at his disposal so he figured he could station them all on rotation at the walls and then have someone alternate being inside. Enrique took a position on the wall with a corner of a tarp over his head to keep the rain off his head, and shoulders. He was slowly pacing watching over the area outside of Outpost. He noticed a few stray corpses just milling about getting confused at the sounds of thunder. He would have liked to rush out there and cut some down but his leg was still sore, that and no one would hear him for some time with the wailing of wind and thunder. He kept walking along the wall slowly, he was hardly visible in the night unless you were looking for him. Enrique recalled his birthday was around this time, he himself knew the date but he couldn't tell what day it was today, he knew it was early to mid January and knew he had time to wait before he could say it was the 29th. He smiled and continued to rotate on his watch, it had been a long time since he'd though of his birthday. Or anything like that, anything to do with celebrating or happiness. It was strange for him, it had been all about training and killing and hordes and things of the such.
"Fucking apacolypse man," he said with a smirk walking along his route.
Enrique pulled his coat tighter around him making his way to the kitchen. He felt the cold rain slam against his coat and his face, he had Colton at his side. The boy was loyal, even after Enrique told him to go on the mission he said he'd rather keep watch over the fort. Enrique smirked at the kid as they pushed through the rain, he pulled open the door and held it for Colton. Enrique pulled it closed, he shook his head and ran his hand through his hair pushing it back. He looked around and couldn't find Amanda, he have a friendly pat on the shoulder to Colton. Colton flashed a smirk and they moved further into the kitchen looking for Amanda, they saw her cutting various vegetables, which was rare for her. She was more the kind to cook meats of some kind.
"Hello mi amor," Enrique said spinning Amanda around and kissing her, she smiled and put her hands on his chest keeping him back a bit. Colton smirked and snagged a few slices of carrots.
"No kissing here, I'm working..." Amanda said turning back to her vegetables, "Besides shouldn't you be watching the walls and such, doing your jobs."
She flashed a fiegned angry look at Colton, which was followed by a laugh as he popped a carrot slice in his mouth. The kid was fun to have around even if he was a nuiscance at times, Enrique couldn't help but smile at the kid. He planted a kiss on Amanda's check and grabbed his pistol and slid it into his chest holster.
"I'll be needin this dear," he said comically as he motioned for Colton to follow him out. He had three other scouts at his disposal so he figured he could station them all on rotation at the walls and then have someone alternate being inside. Enrique took a position on the wall with a corner of a tarp over his head to keep the rain off his head, and shoulders. He was slowly pacing watching over the area outside of Outpost. He noticed a few stray corpses just milling about getting confused at the sounds of thunder. He would have liked to rush out there and cut some down but his leg was still sore, that and no one would hear him for some time with the wailing of wind and thunder. He kept walking along the wall slowly, he was hardly visible in the night unless you were looking for him. Enrique recalled his birthday was around this time, he himself knew the date but he couldn't tell what day it was today, he knew it was early to mid January and knew he had time to wait before he could say it was the 29th. He smiled and continued to rotate on his watch, it had been a long time since he'd though of his birthday. Or anything like that, anything to do with celebrating or happiness. It was strange for him, it had been all about training and killing and hordes and things of the such.
"Fucking apacolypse man," he said with a smirk walking along his route.
I'm up for a new addition so long as things get active again.
Enrique-Outpost
Enrique rolled in his bed clutching the sheets, he dreamt of bad things. He dreamt of killing, before the outbreak, he saw his mother, then she was a walker, then his father, he saw everyone. Then he saw Amanda, he saw walkers engulf her taking her down, he ran and when he approached he saw a walker tearing at her flesh, he grabbed it by the shoulders and threw it off of her. When he looked back at it he saw himself, a decaying flesh munching corpse. He sprang from his sleep and grabbed his pistol, he saw a figure in the doorway halfway in and halfway out. He aimed his gun then the figure stepped into the candle light, it was Amanda.
"Enrique..." She said slowly walking towards him. She lightly grabbed the gun and pried Enrique's fingers off of it. She put it on the floor beside the bed and held him in her hands. Enrique let out a shakey breath and relaxed his shoulder putting his head on Amanda's chest, she put her hands on his head.
"I'm so sorry," he said carefully, "I... I just... The dream was so vivid."
"Who was it this time?"
"You, except it was me as a walker... I don't know..."
Amanda laid Enrique back and crawled into bed beside him putting her head on his chest, he leaned his chin against her head and sighed. She smiled and closed her eyes, Enrique stayed awake, he couldn't stop seeing it. Her screaming was real, it had to be, he was there, it was him. He sighed and closed his eyes letting exhaustion take over him, after the darkness he felt Amanda shaking him. He woke up and sun was pouring in through a window in the small room they shared. He sat up in bed and looked over at Amanda, she flashed a smile and pulled on a new shirt, Enrique stood and picked a shirt and pants from his duffel. He pulled them on over his boxers. He fastened on his belt and then attached his axe to it, he grabbed his pistol off the floor and slid it into his belt line. He felt a hand grab it and when he turned around Amanda was putting it into her belt line.
"What do you say you let me have la pistola today?" Amanda said smiling, Enrique smirked and gave her a small kiss then the two left their room. Enrique went to his usual task of training the scouts and Amanda to the kitchens, she had become a remarkable cook as of late. When Enrique arrived at the range he saw all of his scouts lined up, 3 rows back of 8 across. He walked through them making sure each was at attention, he only had to correct one. He moved to the front and smiled.
"Colton! Front and center!" Enrique shouted, he watched the teen that had been by his side for some time now leave the front row and stand in front of him.
"Sir?" Colton said clearly. Enrique had trained this kid well.
"Commence PT, lead them in push-ups and sit ups then we are running laps, after that we hit the range, today we're working with bows, allot of you are shit on stealth. Some too fat, some too stupid, that'll change today."
With that the scouts got into push up position and Colton led them, he counted out with each up. Enrique followed along but at his own pace. He wasn't slower, hell he could have been a few ahead. He just didn't feel like leading today, he simply worked alongside Colton. This kid had talent, he was a good shooter, light on his feet, he had a pretty damn good warriors code as well. Enrique simply let him lead today, his dreams still plagued him, so much so that the scouts had to tell him to stop doing sit ups. He acted like he meant to and told them to run, he took his place at the back to make sure there were no stragglers, anyone who lagged behind got everyone an extra 2 laps. He ran these boys ragged but they were fine with it, he knew they respected him. He knew they were soldiers and were damn good at it. On their third lap around a few kids were running alongside the scouts, Enrique let them run. He smiled and pushed onwards, ignoring the pains in both his legs. He'd been shot in both legs but damned if he showed it to these boys.
Enrique rolled in his bed clutching the sheets, he dreamt of bad things. He dreamt of killing, before the outbreak, he saw his mother, then she was a walker, then his father, he saw everyone. Then he saw Amanda, he saw walkers engulf her taking her down, he ran and when he approached he saw a walker tearing at her flesh, he grabbed it by the shoulders and threw it off of her. When he looked back at it he saw himself, a decaying flesh munching corpse. He sprang from his sleep and grabbed his pistol, he saw a figure in the doorway halfway in and halfway out. He aimed his gun then the figure stepped into the candle light, it was Amanda.
"Enrique..." She said slowly walking towards him. She lightly grabbed the gun and pried Enrique's fingers off of it. She put it on the floor beside the bed and held him in her hands. Enrique let out a shakey breath and relaxed his shoulder putting his head on Amanda's chest, she put her hands on his head.
"I'm so sorry," he said carefully, "I... I just... The dream was so vivid."
"Who was it this time?"
"You, except it was me as a walker... I don't know..."
Amanda laid Enrique back and crawled into bed beside him putting her head on his chest, he leaned his chin against her head and sighed. She smiled and closed her eyes, Enrique stayed awake, he couldn't stop seeing it. Her screaming was real, it had to be, he was there, it was him. He sighed and closed his eyes letting exhaustion take over him, after the darkness he felt Amanda shaking him. He woke up and sun was pouring in through a window in the small room they shared. He sat up in bed and looked over at Amanda, she flashed a smile and pulled on a new shirt, Enrique stood and picked a shirt and pants from his duffel. He pulled them on over his boxers. He fastened on his belt and then attached his axe to it, he grabbed his pistol off the floor and slid it into his belt line. He felt a hand grab it and when he turned around Amanda was putting it into her belt line.
"What do you say you let me have la pistola today?" Amanda said smiling, Enrique smirked and gave her a small kiss then the two left their room. Enrique went to his usual task of training the scouts and Amanda to the kitchens, she had become a remarkable cook as of late. When Enrique arrived at the range he saw all of his scouts lined up, 3 rows back of 8 across. He walked through them making sure each was at attention, he only had to correct one. He moved to the front and smiled.
"Colton! Front and center!" Enrique shouted, he watched the teen that had been by his side for some time now leave the front row and stand in front of him.
"Sir?" Colton said clearly. Enrique had trained this kid well.
"Commence PT, lead them in push-ups and sit ups then we are running laps, after that we hit the range, today we're working with bows, allot of you are shit on stealth. Some too fat, some too stupid, that'll change today."
With that the scouts got into push up position and Colton led them, he counted out with each up. Enrique followed along but at his own pace. He wasn't slower, hell he could have been a few ahead. He just didn't feel like leading today, he simply worked alongside Colton. This kid had talent, he was a good shooter, light on his feet, he had a pretty damn good warriors code as well. Enrique simply let him lead today, his dreams still plagued him, so much so that the scouts had to tell him to stop doing sit ups. He acted like he meant to and told them to run, he took his place at the back to make sure there were no stragglers, anyone who lagged behind got everyone an extra 2 laps. He ran these boys ragged but they were fine with it, he knew they respected him. He knew they were soldiers and were damn good at it. On their third lap around a few kids were running alongside the scouts, Enrique let them run. He smiled and pushed onwards, ignoring the pains in both his legs. He'd been shot in both legs but damned if he showed it to these boys.
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique looked in the direction Tyler had ran off to, he tensed and looked down at his leg. He ignored the pain but recognized he was bleeding pretty well. He looked at Aoife.
"Not until I see that bastard," Enrique said angrily, "He'll have some explaining to do, or else I have no problem gutting him. And I mean actually gutting that son of a bitch."
Amanda walked over and held up a bandage, she knelt down and Enrique put his leg out a bit, she wrapped the bandages around his leg covering the wound and carefully tightening it. He grimaced and then thanked her, she nodded and went back to tending to the kid. Enrique drew his pistol and let it hang in his right hand.
Enrique looked in the direction Tyler had ran off to, he tensed and looked down at his leg. He ignored the pain but recognized he was bleeding pretty well. He looked at Aoife.
"Not until I see that bastard," Enrique said angrily, "He'll have some explaining to do, or else I have no problem gutting him. And I mean actually gutting that son of a bitch."
Amanda walked over and held up a bandage, she knelt down and Enrique put his leg out a bit, she wrapped the bandages around his leg covering the wound and carefully tightening it. He grimaced and then thanked her, she nodded and went back to tending to the kid. Enrique drew his pistol and let it hang in his right hand.
SOMEONE WHOS IN THE CLUB POST
Any open spots?
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique couldn't look at the carnage he had wrought he only watched Amanda, he put his hand on her shoulder and nodded to confirm she was okay. Enrique heard Aoife and showed a grim expression, he knew he was in the wrong he knew he had truly fucked up, he was going to atone for it. However he could he was going to atone for the hand he played in Tyler's deception.
"I know, I know what I did." Enrique said coldly, "I was led to believe that I was helping a man get his daughter, I was told the men who had her were bandits. I see now that Tyler was the bandit, that the little girl however blood related isn't his daughter."
Enrique stood and put some wieght on his wounded leg, he could stand and hobble but he certainly wasn't going for a run. He knew Tyler had gone inside and picked up his pistol setting it into his belt line, he hobbled over to his axe and scooped it off the ground fastening it to his belt. He looked over at the kid from the rifle range, he lifted him off his feet. He looked over at Amanda and motioned for her to come help. The kid was in a blank, he wasn't registering anything, Enrique waved his hands in front of the kids face. Then he did the only sense able thing to do, he pimp slapped the kid. His eyes refocused, he looked at Enrique then at Amanda.
"Are you okay?" Amanda asked the kid, he nodded but didn't look it. He looked sick to his stomach, likely because of Enrique.
"Sorry kiddo," Enrique said turning away he lifted his shirt and found a dry patch then wiped away the blood on his face, he was careful to remove any kind of evidence of his rampage from his face. He turned back to the kid and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Amanda is gonna take care of you till we get somewhere safe." Enrique said solemnly, he looked back at Aoife, he knew she had no reason to forgive him he had fucked up massively. He hobbled towards her keeping his hands out to his sides to show he meant no harm.
"I'm sorry, and I don't expect you to be play with it. But if you keep me with you lot, when I'm back to a state of not dieing I will let you kick the shit out of me. No holding back, you'll be free to knock my fucking head off. But for now I want to help, I'm not much more than a cripple for now but in a few weeks I'll be right as rain and that's when you can kick my ass."
Enrique couldn't look at the carnage he had wrought he only watched Amanda, he put his hand on her shoulder and nodded to confirm she was okay. Enrique heard Aoife and showed a grim expression, he knew he was in the wrong he knew he had truly fucked up, he was going to atone for it. However he could he was going to atone for the hand he played in Tyler's deception.
"I know, I know what I did." Enrique said coldly, "I was led to believe that I was helping a man get his daughter, I was told the men who had her were bandits. I see now that Tyler was the bandit, that the little girl however blood related isn't his daughter."
Enrique stood and put some wieght on his wounded leg, he could stand and hobble but he certainly wasn't going for a run. He knew Tyler had gone inside and picked up his pistol setting it into his belt line, he hobbled over to his axe and scooped it off the ground fastening it to his belt. He looked over at the kid from the rifle range, he lifted him off his feet. He looked over at Amanda and motioned for her to come help. The kid was in a blank, he wasn't registering anything, Enrique waved his hands in front of the kids face. Then he did the only sense able thing to do, he pimp slapped the kid. His eyes refocused, he looked at Enrique then at Amanda.
"Are you okay?" Amanda asked the kid, he nodded but didn't look it. He looked sick to his stomach, likely because of Enrique.
"Sorry kiddo," Enrique said turning away he lifted his shirt and found a dry patch then wiped away the blood on his face, he was careful to remove any kind of evidence of his rampage from his face. He turned back to the kid and put a hand on his shoulder.
"Amanda is gonna take care of you till we get somewhere safe." Enrique said solemnly, he looked back at Aoife, he knew she had no reason to forgive him he had fucked up massively. He hobbled towards her keeping his hands out to his sides to show he meant no harm.
"I'm sorry, and I don't expect you to be play with it. But if you keep me with you lot, when I'm back to a state of not dieing I will let you kick the shit out of me. No holding back, you'll be free to knock my fucking head off. But for now I want to help, I'm not much more than a cripple for now but in a few weeks I'll be right as rain and that's when you can kick my ass."
Enrique-Haywood
Enrique tried to grasp the situation, he kept thinking it over. He tried to understand this, that his best friend and savior was a list and that he had mislead him all this time. Enrique thought about all the evil things he had done in the name of peace, he thought back to Samantha, the scouts he had just slaughtered, the hell he had wrought on Thomas's... Tyler's behalf. He fell to his hands and felt blood being lost, he tried to recuperate and couldn't cope. He slammed his fists on the ground and felt a tear leave his eye out of frustration, he felt like throwing up.
"It can't be," Enrique said lightly just enough for some to hear, "I can't believe this shit, fuck! How fucking could that bastard!? I killed for that son of a bitch! I am going to kill him, I am going to gut that evil fuck and let the corpses feast on him."
Enrique tossed his axe forward towards Sylar, he slowly stood his pistol still on the ground. With his leg injury he leaned against a nearby car for support, he pushed himself up and lifted his wounded leg.
"If you grant me my life," Enrique said grunting, "I promise I won't stop fighting till Thom... Tyler is dead. I don't even know how to put into words my anger at this point. Let me help kill that fuck."
Enrique tried to grasp the situation, he kept thinking it over. He tried to understand this, that his best friend and savior was a list and that he had mislead him all this time. Enrique thought about all the evil things he had done in the name of peace, he thought back to Samantha, the scouts he had just slaughtered, the hell he had wrought on Thomas's... Tyler's behalf. He fell to his hands and felt blood being lost, he tried to recuperate and couldn't cope. He slammed his fists on the ground and felt a tear leave his eye out of frustration, he felt like throwing up.
"It can't be," Enrique said lightly just enough for some to hear, "I can't believe this shit, fuck! How fucking could that bastard!? I killed for that son of a bitch! I am going to kill him, I am going to gut that evil fuck and let the corpses feast on him."
Enrique tossed his axe forward towards Sylar, he slowly stood his pistol still on the ground. With his leg injury he leaned against a nearby car for support, he pushed himself up and lifted his wounded leg.
"If you grant me my life," Enrique said grunting, "I promise I won't stop fighting till Thom... Tyler is dead. I don't even know how to put into words my anger at this point. Let me help kill that fuck."
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