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The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Baton Rouge Scarlett nodded solemnly as the young woman spoke about just having one person with her and she decided to believe her, although every few seconds Scarlett would look over her shoulder. She grabbed as many cans as she thought her group would need, but still made sure the other woman had some for herself and her companion that was waiting for her outside. Luckily, the store was what seemed to be a mixture of a 'stop and go' and a souvenir shop. Half and half. Scarlett made her way over to the farthest wall with shirts handing from fixtures and began to look for some that looked like they could fit Katie and Liam. Of course they wouldn't be the most fashionable, but in times like these no one really care about fashion. Once she found something roughly around Katie's size, Scarlett grabbed one in a long sleeve form and one in a short sleeve form, same with Liam. Both a gender neutral color so that there wouldn't be a big deal. Unfortunately that was all that was offered in the small clothing section of the store; shirts and a few adult hoodies with the name Louisiana written across the chest or pictures of alligators and such. Moving away from the clothes. Scarlett quickly skimmed the last aisle and grabbed a small plastic box of plastic hair ties and normal hair ties. She had wondered if Katie would like a braid or maybe a ponytail for a change, so she made a mental note to get hair ties. If Tyler didn't want Katie to have a type of maternal figure for the young girl, then Scarlett would be the little girl's best friend. Tyler never said anything about being friends with her. Finding the few things she needed, Scarlett started walking towards the front door, her stomach beginning to do flips. What if the female was lying? What if there are others outside? Scarlett took a deep breath to settle her nerves and began walking over to the door, only to stop one she was a few feet from it. Turning, she bit her lip as she tried to form the question in her head, "Um... By any chance... You wouldn't happen to have seen another woman that looks like me?" Scarlett looked at the young woman with a hint of hope in her eyes only to have it disappear as soon as she saw the girl shake her head. Scarlett nodded, disappointed, and returned to her walk to the door. She didn't turn to face the girl inside as she exited, her eyes locked on the new face waiting outside. "Oh." Scarlett's eyes ran up and down, taking in every detail of the petite woman across from her. She held a weapon in her hand but Scarlett made no move to either defend herself or to run. Instead, she walked to the side of the store, ever so slowly, keeping her eyes on the woman. "Your friend is inside, unharmed. She's searching for supplies.... If I may give you a quick tip about this city... Run from it... If you hear trucks, hide from them. Don't let them see you." Scarlett was aware that this was a morbid warning that lacked any sort of specifics but in reality, she didn't really have any specifics to elaborate on. Raising her hands to show that she wasn't going to do anything stupid, Scarlett hooked both of her thumbs on the backpack straps and began to jog backwards. She didn't want to spend anymore time there. Being outnumbered wasn't a pretty feeling and she didn't want to be caught there if and when Tremblay's men showed up. Once she was a good, few feet away from the petite woman, Scarlett quickly turned to face the way she was headed and ran off, unsheathing her blade with one hand and facing it to where it was pointing down before hooking her thumb back on the backpack strap. She'd need to make her way to a barber shop before heading back to the hotel. That's the only place she'd be able to find a good straight razor and shaving cream.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Baton Rouge - Lillah/Vivian Scarlett listened intently but her eyes still darted from one side of the store to the other. She wasn't scared or intimidated by the young woman in front of her, but she was suspicious that there might be others around the building. With the kind of people she had dealt with within the last few days, her ability to trust others was slowly deteriorating. "That sounds just fine." Scarlett now looked at the young woman again and sheathed her blade while shrugging her unassuming back pack off. "I'm only here for a few cans of food and any kid stuff... You may go ahead and take everything else." With that being said, Scarlett glanced over her shoulder to the dead corpses and made a face as she took the biggest step she could possibly take to get over them. "Are there others with you? Or are you alone?" Scarlett looked back at the female and began to glance every few seconds at the products on the shelves. She wanted to find what she came looking for and leave quickly, but she couldn't take her eyes off of the stranger. "I'm not too fond of ambushes or kidnappings... I've already had my few..... And in a city like this one, they tend to happen often."

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarett - Baton Rouge - Lilah/Vivian Although the smell of rotting flesh and internal organs is something that nobody could possibly get used to, Scarlett was beginning to overcome it when an unexpected cough made her jump and turn around quickly. Scarlett stared at the female in front of her with a mixture of surprise and fear as she waited for her to either begin shooting or to act aggressive towards her. Maybe she had been in one too many hostile situations. Her hand gripped her blade tightly as she sized the young woman up and she took a small step backwards, unfortunately being stopped by the two corpses behind her. She didn't want to speak first, not knowing how the stranger would react, but she felt a bit of relief the girl apologized for scaring her. "I..... Uh.." Scarlett was at a loss for words, almost the same way when she had been found by Tyler and his group. "I don't want to hurt anyone.... I just need to get some supplies and I'll be on my way." Her tone of voice was soft yet held a sense of authority and confidence. She didn't want to seem as vulnerable as she felt, nor did she want to seem too bitchy.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Baton Rouge Scarlett smiled as Liam began to wake up. He reminded her so much of what she missed back at home. She shrugged slightly at his question and turned to walk over to her make shift bed. "I don't exactly know what the practice with consist of, but I do know you'll be dealing with guns." She shrugged on her hoodie and turned back around to face the door, grabbing her blade and her gun before placing them in their usual spots; the gun on her back, held by her belt and the blade sheathed and hanging by her hip. "I'll see you later though. I'll be back before you know it." She smiled at the young boy and waved at him before exiting the room. She didn't really look around or take notice of anyone in the hallway; not really being in the mood to talk more than what was necessary. She was on a mission to go find certain supplies and usually what she put her mind to, she always accomplished it. She had chosen the most discrete way of exiting the hotel, through the back, and went about her way down the alley. In a way, the eerie feeling of the empty streets were comforting. She didn't want to deal with the walkers stench, nor putrid liquids that came out of them when she drove her blade through their skulls. Yet it was still weird, seeing a city so dead. As she crossed a few streets, she noticed that the city wasn't too quiet. Echoing through the nearly empty streets were the sounds of moving vehicles. Trucks meant to go off road by the sound of them. No cars would really make the same noise. If any were to get too close, Scarlett would dive in the nearest alley and hide behind a dumpster, or even run in a store and hide behind a rack or a shelf. She hardly bothered to keep an eye out for walkers, knowing that if they did appear, it would be on a very miniscule level. The moment she did come on a street with a few of them there, she'd simply walk the opposite direction. Baton Rouge was seeming to be a dead end of supplies, or at least the area they were in. Scarlett could find little in the stores she walked past as she peeked through their windows. It wasn't until she found a small convenience store that looked like a shoppe, with the sign half faded. Unsheathing her blade, Scarlett went for the door, expecting it to be locked, but it was cracked open. The young woman bit her lip as she opened the door, cringing as a loud creak emitted from the rusty hinges. "Oh my god..." She would have groaned if it weren't for the fact that something in the store was already groaning. The source of the sound came from behind a long shelf, and as Scarlett neared it, the horrid smell that only came from rotting flesh became overpowering. Scarlett covered her mouth and nose with a hand as she tried to contain her gagging but kept going, rounding the corner and seeing the source of the sound and the smell. A body lay in the middle of the aisle with a walker practically digging its head into the stomach of the dead man. With all the strength she had, Scarlett abstained from throwing up and walked closer towards the two. The man being devoured had committed suicide. Choosing to shoot himself in the head rather than to deal with the world going to complete shit. Having enough of the gruesome sight, Scarlett lifted her blade and angled it to where it went straight through the undead corpse' head. Practically convulsing in disgust, she pulled out the machete pro and backed up a few feet, gagging and dry heaving. The store was too good to pass up, unfortunately, so she'd have to deal with the smell and search the store for anything valuable and food for the others.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Motel - Tyler/Katie/Liam Although she had gone to bed slightly frustrated by the talk she had had with Tyler, Scarlett still managed to get enough sleep; Although she did toss and turn due to her dreams. It was early in the morning when she had woken up. The sun had barely began to rise when she had already given herself a quick 'shower' downstairs with some water she had managed to find in a store right next door in a forgotten corner store. The water was cold, but it would have to do. At least now she was clean and wide awake. By the time she went upstairs, she could hear shuffling in George's room and Tyler's, but no sound of the kids. She walked quietly into the room and smiled as she crept past the sleeping Liam. Quietly, Scarlett sat on the edge of the bed and began to tie her boots up, her mind wandering off to the scolding Tyler had pretty much given her. She sighed as she sat up and ran a hand through her damp hair. Of course he would be mad. From what he had shared so far with her, he had been having a rough time finding somewhere for him and Katie to stay, and keeping her safe. Scarlett should have been more accepting last night than having left with the last word. She hadn't noticed how much time had gone by until there was a quiet knock on the door. Blinking her eyes a few time to have herself come back to reality, Scarlett noticed the sun was out now and the birds were chirping here and there. Still eerily quiet, but there was some noise now. She got up and made her way over to the door, opening it slightly to see who it was. Once she saw Tyler, she gave him a small smile and opened it a little more. She heard him speak and nodded, turning to face Liam then back to him. "Sure. Um, if you guys need stuff, there's a little store right next door. It's been cleared." She shrugged and begun to close the door before she remembered, "Oh! I'm also headed out... I'll be back though so I can teach the kids some stuff too." Her tone was completely different from the one she used with him the night before. It was a bit more cheerful, yet still respectful. "Also.... I'm sorry about last night." She bit her lip not wanting to say much more and closed the door slowly, as to not seem rude. As she turned and began to walk towards where Liam slept, Tyler's face lingered on her mind.... And his overgrown beard. Scarlett wanted to giggle at the thought but she made a mental note to ask him if he would be against getting it shaved, or at least trimmed. "Hey Liam.... Liiiiaaaam." Scarlett walked over to where the sleeping Liam laid and bent down to poke him a few times. "Liam... Tyler wants you and Katie to get ready and go practice with him." She stood up straight and crossed her arms as she waited for him to wake up.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Samantha - Baton Rouge - Abram/Leah/Turisa Sam had driven the best she could under their circumstances, leaving as little evidence of their escape as possible. Now knowing where she was going, the drive back to the house where the others were at wasn't as long as the one to the mall was. When the two had arrived, immediately something seemed off, but Samantha shrugged it off as one of the feelings from having just gotten away from a murderous group of thugs. It was clear that they wouldn't be able to stay in the house. If the thugs set out to look for them, they'd easily be able to find them by just looking for the truck. As the two got out of the vehicle, Leah came out of the house shouting that Jess was gone. "What?!" Samantha wasn't able to get much more out before running inside and looking in probably the same places the others had already looked. "Her stuff is still here...." Sam whispered to herself as she stood in the room where all the baby stuff was still in. She couldn't have just gone up and left. Without much thinking, Samantha began to move, running to the closet and grabbing a diaper bag from within it. She began to pack diapers, clothes, and bottles, along with some formula that Jess had left behind. She wasn't about to let a defenseless teenage mother walk aimlessly with an infant. After she had gotten not only Jess' things, but hers as well, she made her way downstairs and set down the backpack and diaper bag. Abram was with Turisa near the back door, probably looking for some sort of clues as to what had happened. Samantha walked up to both of them quietly and looked from Turisa to Abram, anxious to hear if they had found anything. "Guys we can't stay here." Her voice was quiet and soft as she interrupted the two. "I've got a few bags full of supplies ready to go. We have to find Jess and we have to find somewhere new..... What if those men followed us and they're just waiting?" She looked up at Abram with worried eyes, crossing her arms as she turned to Turisa, "We didn't have time to get your truck gas. I'm sorry."

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Samantha - Baton Rouge - Abram Samantha had kept her eyes on Abram after she spoke out loud. Luckily, his thoughts were aligned with hers as he told her about the back door. With a small nod, Sam complied and sprinted towards the truck without looking back. 'That was one hell of a signal' she thought as she jumped into the truck and scrambled to get it started. When the truck finally started, Abram was already well on his way, and by the time he was in the passengers seat, she had already put the truck in gear and stepped on the accelerator. The truck peeled out of the mall parking lot within less than a minute, Samantha's heart pounding hard against her chest. "I'm not being taken again, Abram... You don't know what those kind of assholes have done to me." Her eyes stayed on the road as she maneuvered around a few stray cars and got on the highway, back towards where they had came from. Although it seemed as if they had left the threat behind them, she didn't go any less than ninety miles an hour. The only other threat the two had right now was the gas left in the truck. As she drove, Sam whispered a nearly silent prayer, hoping that if there was a god, he'd hear her out.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Samantha - Mall - Abram/Magnus Sam had prepared herself mentally almost every little thing. Run ins with walkers or having to do a bit of running or climbing, or even meeting people that had maybe taken shelter in the forgotten mall, but she had not anticipated getting surrounded by a group of armed and hostile men. Just the mere sight of all the men running in made her lock up and freeze for a second, her mind flying back to the traumatic event of when her camp was raided. Luckily, she was able to snap out the trance before it really began and she reached for her pistol, taking the safety off in one sweep as she brought it up to an 'alert' carry, as her father used to call it. As she listened to the idle talk, Sam's patience began to thin. The man's voice was annoying her as she listened to his overly confidence speech and she peered around Abram to get a good look at her targets. By then, Abram had begun to back up, still shielding her, and she went along with it, staying somewhat behind him. Her mind was now kicking into gears as she searched for a way out. Luckily, they were backing up into the store they had come in through, and there were plenty of shelves and racks, filled with clothes, to cover them. "I can't go through this again..." Surprisingly, her voice came out shaky and out of breath. Once the both of them were close enough to a shelf of clothes, Samantha crouched down and slid behind it in one quick and smooth move. To get to the back entrance would be too risky. There wasn't enough cover for her to make it out unseen. Samantha looked up at Abram, questioning his next move. Would he shoot? Would he run? Without moving, Sam cleared her throat and spoke up from behind the shelf, "We can talk just fine right now. What do you want?" Surely she could have chosen a softer, less pointed, tone of voice to speak to the men that had them surrounded; still, Sam wasn't known for being the best with her words nor how she said things. Scarlett - Hotel - Tyler/Katie/Liam Although Scarlett knew his reaction wasn't going to be pleasant, every word that Tyler said still stung. She felt a great deal of pity and understanding for what he and his family had gone through, but it still made her cringe internally as he spoke in an angry tone, possibly the most harsh tone she had heard him speak in. Even though his words felt like a crushing blow to her, she still stood a good distance from him, her eyes cold and her face showing no signs of emotion now. Unlike her sister, she was frighteningly good at hiding her emotions, although she was more emotional than Sam. "But-- Listen. You don't know what my daughter needs. A maternal figure? She has her father." Scarlett big her tongue to not talk back. He was right in the fact that she wasn't the girl's mother, but in her mind she knew he could have chosen better words. "...for you to even entertain this idea is a slap to my goddamn face." At this, Scarlett did flinch. She bit her tongue even harder now, drawing blood from it. Swallowing hard, she finally spoke up once she knew she wouldn't say any of the things that were floating around in her mind, "Of course I don't know what the needs of a daughter are." Scarlett quietly, and quickly, left the room. Her hands in front of her balling up into fists and then relaxing. She had taken a few deep breaths before reaching the room she would be sleeping in and stepped in with a smile on her face. "It's getting pretty late, Katie. Why don't you go to your dad and start fixing where you're going to sleep?" Her voice was still slightly off, being a mixture of sadness and anger, with her trying to be friendly to Katie.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Motel - Katie/Tyler After reaching the motel, Scarlett had politely taken the room that Tyler had insisted on and had fixed up not only a good place for her to sleep, but for Liam just some feet away from her. The beds seemed slightly moldy so she went on a hunt for blankets and comforters, and snagged a couple of pills from a laundry room. It's something she was used to doing with Sam; find shelter and quickly make a place to rest. This way she didn't have to worry about it when the darkness came. Scarlett had been quietly looking through her backpack when she heard the door to the room creak as it opened. She smiled as Katie walked in, but her face quickly showed her confusion as Katie began to speak in what sounded a very serious tone of voice. "Of course, Katie. What's up?" Scarlett walked over to the bed and sat next to her, giving her a warm smile as she reached towards the little girl and tucker her hair behind her ear to get it out of her hair. If Scarlett hadn't been so confused by this sudden seriousness, she would have laughed at the stern and intent look on Katie's face. She somewhat had the same intensity that Tyler had when he seemed flustered or distressed. As Katie began to speak, Scarlett's own face became serious. Worry clouded her mind but she didn't show it. She didn't know how to wrap her head around what the little girl was saying. Why was she telling Scarlett her story? Why would she open up to her? The serious look began to soften as Katie began to talk about her father. Scarlett smiled slightly and nodded, agreeing with the little girl; since she sounded like there was no other opinion that she would want to her about Tyler. "Of course your dad is the best. Everything he's done, he's done to keep you safe." Scarlett's jaw drop ever so slightly as she heard the little girl ask a question that she didn't expect. Honestly, Scarlett didn't know what to expect from the sudden heart felt moment that Katie wanted to have with her. As Scarlett tried to collect her thoughts and find her words, Katie surprised her even more by going into panic mode and throwing her arms around her. "Oh" was all Scarlett was able to say before she hugged Katie back and softly stroked her hair. "Katie.... Katiebug don't worry. I will always be here for you and take care of you, if you want me to." Scarlett looked down at the young girl but before she could say anything, Tyler opened the door and Katie quickly backed away. Scarlett looked up to Tyler as he walked in, looking as confused as she felt. She looked down at Katie, after Tyler motioned for her to step outside, and touched Katie's cheek, "I'll be back. And I'll consider this. And talk to your daddy." Scarlett smiled and turned to walk out of the room. For some reason, she felt like she had done something wrong. Gotten in trouble maybe. She felt her stomach twist and turn and her feet and hands get cold. Scarlett gave Tyler a moment with Katie if they needed and she walked over to the room that he had claimed. Scarlett held her hands tightly, wringing them as she looked outside but paid little attention to anything. She was wrapped up inside the moment that she had shared with the beautiful little girl in the other room, trying to make sense of why her. The sound of someone right at the door made Scarlett turn around. After Tyler had returned from being with Katie, Scarlett immediately spoke so that he wouldn't think she was doing something weird. "Tyler.... Um... Katie. We need to talk about her." She left a few feet of space in between them. She didn't know how he'd react to Katie's request. He would do anything for her and she didn't know if he'd take this horribly wrong or extremely well. She'd been in spots where people didn't handle news too well and their reaction was to turn to violence. "She asked me something rather serious. She wants me to be her mom. Or rather, her new mom. I know Id never be able to take her real mothers place, but I think we should talk about it. She obviously needs a maternal figure in her life but ....." Scarlett didn't know what to say. She had begun to just speak but she couldn't get her point across. If she even had one. Her voice was soft and slightly shaky for the first time since she had met Tyler and his group. The whole situation scared her more than the walking dead outside, but the anticipation of Tyler's reaction scared her even more.

The Walking Dead - Among the Ruined - Season 3

Scarlett - Baton Rouge Streets - Liam, Katie, Tyler Scarlett remained quiet as Tyler spoke, sighing silently in relief as he took the lead. She glanced over at Katie as both her and her dad picked up the pace to walk somewhat in front of Scarlett and Liam. Scarlett smiled at the young girl and reached up to run her hand through the girl's hair. It was something her own mother would do for her and she would do to Sam when they were growing up. It made Scarlett feel safe, so she thought maybe it would help ease Katie's mind. Liam brought Scarlett back from her thoughts as he asked her a few questions and she frowned slightly, wondering if she should spare him from the truth or tell him the cruel truth. "A bit of both. I was in a group, actually. There was about eight or nine of us. We were hunkered down in LSU just southwest of here. Not too far." She gestured with her hand as she waved dismissively in its direction. "I was with Sam... Er... Samantha. She's my twin sister. Looks just like me but acts a whole lot different. She's feisty." Scarlett smiled at the young boy before looking ahead. "We had a pretty good set up inside one of the locker rooms and actually had water out of the showers for like a week until it completely stopped working. But anyways, some bad guys came along and ruined our fun. They separated all of us. I put up a bit of a fight and I ended up right outside of the city. I don't know where Sam is though. They kinda had to knock her out so they could take her because she was putting up too much of a fight and bad mouthing them." Scarlett laughed once, quietly, as she remembered. "Pretty sure she got away though. Ever heard of twin telepathy?" She looked down at Liam once more and smiled ever so slightly. "Pretty sure we have that. But yeah that's what happened. But I found you guys.... Or more like you guys found me... And I'm glad. Even if we've ran into some obstacles." Scarlett looked at the young boy and smiled at him to try and reassure him. She spared the gruesome details of who took them and why and what they did to them. No one should ever have to witness that or even hear of it. She patted Liam on his back as they walked and turned back to look forward, her lips puckering as she forced herself not to think about the past and not to have a complete melt down as her fiancé's face was brought up in her mind.