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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2011 20:55:52 GMT
She frowned. "That... that's horrible. I'm so sorry.." She didn't know what else to say. She knew nothing she could say would make the pain go away, so she just put her hand on his and offered a small, sort of sad smile.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Jan 19, 2011 21:04:40 GMT
"It hurts knowing I killed her", Colt said. "We should've just kept running. I shouldn't have told her to hide. I would've found her."
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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2011 21:06:42 GMT
Billie shook her head. "It's not your fault. The worst thing you can do is blame yourself. Believe me. I've been doing it for the past two weeks. But it's wrong to think about 'what if..?' There's nothing you could have done about any of it." She told him.
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Jan 19, 2011 21:37:17 GMT
Colt held Billie close as he cried.
"There must be something I could've done! She was only 8 years old!"
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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2011 21:40:33 GMT
Billie wrapped her arms around him, "It's not your fault.. There's nothing you could have done.."
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Jan 19, 2011 22:39:57 GMT
Colt pressed his lips against Billie's.
"Thank you...Rose."
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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2011 22:49:30 GMT
Billie smiled a little. "No one's called me by that name since my mom died.."
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Post by Barbossa's girl on Jan 19, 2011 22:56:15 GMT
"Now there's me", Colt said. "But I'm only gonna do it in private."
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Post by Lisa on Jan 19, 2011 23:56:50 GMT
She pursed her lips and thought about it for a long moment.. "I suppose I don't have to kick your ass for that one."
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AnnaxxBlack
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Jack Sparrow's Proud Wench
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Post by AnnaxxBlack on Jan 20, 2011 3:16:39 GMT
((I'm jumping in XD yay!! i read it all and it's hilarious. Colt and Billie are great.))
Melanie, Charlotte, and Ian had volunteered to go and find supplies in town. Some guns, food, clothes, etc. They set off in a car they found an area that wasn't swarming with walkers. They gathered their supplies and set off for the car, guns at the ready. Mel's heart was pounding although she'd gotten used to killing them. They were outside near the car but they were fortunate to not be swarmed. They killed off five before getting in the car with Ian driving. Ian wasn't a killer, they all knew that. But he was one hell of a driver.
Mel sat in the backseat, hanging out the window and shooting walkers as they passed. She considered it target practice. Her sister merely laughed at her and smiled at her best friend, Ian. They came back to the campsite and gathered their things before walking in. The first thing Mel noticed was new faces. She was used to seeing new people because if they found survivors, they were more than welcome to join the crowd. She put the new things away and went to introduce herself.
"Hi. I'm Melanie. That's my sister Charlotte and her best friend Ian." They both waved and sat down next to the fire. She sat down by herself by the fire and stared into the flames as she tried to keep warm.
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