Wintergrey

Rose Plague

Astrid Ashbourne

Astrid's face was stone cold as Kennedy smiled. Pain, anger, sadness saw to that. This world was too much sometimes for someone. The weight of her phone in her pocket was a constant reminder. Slipping her hand in her pocket she thumbed the power button, not quite pressing down. It amazed her that something so important to her could be so small and simple. It was her sorrow. Not her lifeline or her hope, her depressant.

As the sun began to set at Astrid's back, Kennedy and her dog got ready to leave. They wanted to make camp nearby. On the docks. The docks that flooded at night. Flooded with dead. As much as Astrid didn't want to trust anyone, she wasn't going to kill people. Not these ones too. Gesturing behind her at the yacht, she motioned for Kennedy to join her by stepping back. "Come." Walking towards the cabin, Astrid kept her head tilted to keep them in site. Inside was warm, the generator still worked and had plenty of gas to last her a while. Pointing with her spear at a corner filled with junk food she simple said, "Food." Pointing at another corner she said, "Bed."

She had begun to notice that her words were short and abrupt. She used to be a very talkative person, social was what she had been called. Now... not so much. She could barely get out one word without choking. It wasn't just a lack of having someone to converse with anymore, it was like something in her throat blocked all sound. She had to push with all her might to get anything out. Shaking her head at the thought Astrid sat down on her own bed, facing Kennedy, with her spear sitting across her lap. As she sat there she just watched. Waiting and watching. It was a habit she had picked up post-zom.

@The Kraken

Rose Plague

<Snipped quote by Wintergrey>

:D Isn't it great? I think it's better than TWD in some areas. I was going to steal some ideas from it ;)

@SweetOwlette

Much better than TWD. They're too much into moral dilemma and not enough into the survival aspect anymore. It started off great, but now...

Rose Plague

just started Z nation, loving it already

Rose Plague

yay dead people!

Rose Plague

Astrid Ashbourne

Astrid was surprised that the Kennedy had realized what her lacrosse stick was. It was not the most popular sport in the world. Besides that the stick was torn apart and remodeled for spearing. The head of the stick had been completely removed, leaving only a foot long blade sticking out. It was a great weapon for hunting and when it came to the dead, well let's just say it was comforting to keep distance between them. "Used to be." Her words came out abrupt and fragmented. Apparently apocalypses did nothing for her communication and social life.

When Kennedy asked what her name was she paused for a moment. After deciding that there wasn't much harm someone could do with her name she replied, "A-astrid." Looking behind her she noticed that the yacht was filled with junk, empty boxes of food and clothes randomly spread around. It was easy to see why she thought she lived here. Living on a boat was filled with benefits. Traveling up and down the coast made scouting and foraging easy. Plus at night she didn't have to worry about the dead. Realizing that she had taken her eyes off Kennedy her head whipped back around and Astrid studied her to see if she had made a move. Trust was a luxury she couldn't afford in this world. No matter how friendly someone appeared.
@The Kraken

Rose Plague

Astrid Ashbourne

Her eyes never wavered from the woman even as she lowered her gun. The stranger's other hand went to the dog at her side which seemed to be watching Astrid with the same glare she kept on the woman. Even if she didn't have the gun the dog could probably rip her throat out before she got anywhere. Following her motion Astrid walked backwards to her clothes. Not once did she let her eyes leave the woman. Even when she was putting on her shirt she bunched it up specially so that as it slipt over her head it covered her vision the least.

When she had put her clothes back on and was warm once again she crouched as if trying her shoes. With her eyes still locked her arm slowly reached behind the side of the boat for her lacrosse stick. It might not hold off a bullet, but she would feel a lot more comfortable with it in her hands, especially with that dog. Feeling the tape of the stick in her grasp she stood up suddenly, clutching the thing in front of her with both hands. Her knuckles turned white under her grips pressure, and once again her eyes steeled over daring something to happen.

Then all of a sudden the woman apologized and stepped back. She even put her hands in the air. Astrid listened to what she had to say about how their paths had crossed, but didn't move a muscle. Her heart was thudding loudly in her ear despite her saying she was friendly. When she was done talking she stood there and stared at the her for a long while. Several minutes came and went before Astrid finally croaked out a sentence, "What's your name?" Her voice was stale and broken from lack of use. She hadn't talked to a soul since the outbreak. Most people didn't want to talk anyway.
@The Kraken

Rose Plague

Astrid Ashbourne

Astrid's head whipped around at the sound of barking. Shit. A girl was standing with her gun leveled at her, dog at her side. Freezing instantly Astrid sunk in the water slightly so her eyes were barely above the water. Her hardened gaze fixed upon the girl. Keeping silent she listened to her talk all the while never losing concentration on her. How had she managed to sneak up on her so easily? The day was fairly calm, and the ocean was not making too much noise. Mentalling she hit herself for not paying better attention to her surroundings, her mind quickly ran through the worst possibilities. Raiders probably. And with that .22 pointed at her head there wasn't much she was going to be able to do.

As the woman requested for her to get out of the water Astrid began to scan the surroundings. Was she traveling alone or did she have a traveling companion that was keeping watch. Determining that she was alone for the moment Astrid's eyes snapped back to the woman. Slowly she grabbed onto the cold and slimy railing on the yacht and began to climb. The second her body left the water a cold breeze hit her raising goose bumps along her arms. She clenched her jaw to keep from shivering and sent up a silent thank you that her attacker was a woman. Wouldn't it be embarrassing to be robbed by a man while half-naked.

Finally out of the water, Astrid moved to stand on the dock. Drips of water fell from her body, soaking into the old wood of the dock. When she was a safe distance away she stopped moving and looked at the woman with her arms crossed. Throughout the entire time her eyes had been locked hard into her, her gaze sharp and angry. Without saying a word she continued to stare at her, trying to keep up a hard facade. Inside she was terrified and freezing. She was about to be shot and robbed while soaking wet and in her underwear. At least if that was going to happen she was going to go out with a hard resolve.
@The Kraken

Rose Plague

sorry ive been MIA, just had a lot going on. Will post ASAP

Rose Plague

@Wintergrey I'll have my character stumble upon yours if that's all good with you

@The Kraken

all fine with me

Rose Plague

posted!!!