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Tweak says, "Blaarrggh"

Daryl Dixon | The Walking Dead (little_dixon) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2012-04-24 22:59:00

Entry tags:

#complete, daryl dixon, jennsen

WHO: Daryl and Jennsen
WHAT: Going to help
WHEN: Tonight after this
WHERE: Jennsen's room
RATING: language, blood and bits, TBD otherwise
STATUS: Complete

Crap.

That stupid video had shaken him up more than he cared to admit and here he was acting on a whim while the girl, delusional from blood loss, was jawing on about how it was a trap and all that. Hell, the whole place was a trap as far as he was concerned, one more little trap (if there was one) wasn't going to do much more damage than this damn place did.

As he tore out from the Roadhouse and started to run down the sidewalk towards Building C, Daryl tried to reason that it wasn't that he cared. People shouldn't care much while they were here, others only left if they did that. Place was like some crazy waiting room and hell if he was going to take the time to get cozy just to find out sooner than later that someone's number had been called.

This, he reasoned, was just the humane thing to do. The girl was bleeding in what looked like her room and helpless.. Always trying to make up for Sophia..

Flinging the doors to Building C open, Daryl raced inside and down the first floor hall to Jennsen's room, not bothering in knocking as he opened the unlocked door and looked around, breathing heavily. "Jennsen?!" He called out, walking with a purpose through the living area and down the hall to her bedroom.

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little_dixon
2012-05-21 04:29 am UTC (link)

Carrying her down the hall past curious onlookers, Daryl ignored the lot, focusing on getting the girl some medical attention. Luckily, Building C was the closest of all the room buildings to the clinic and he made good time heading west down a block and started to cut through the public park.

Why did he care? That would be something Merle would've asked him at that particular moment and part of it was that he had failed with Sophia. Failed so horribly in finding the little girl before she had been bitten by a zombie and left for dead in Hershel's barn, failed to the point where he would've given anything to go back in time just to make her stay still under that car back on the highway. The other part? So sue him, he was actually getting used to Jennsen, having her around to offer kind words instead of the bullshit he had to deal with most days, most of it his own doing as he wasn't too keen on being appropriately sociable; but she hadn't been put off by that, almost like Carol in that sense, and even though he was loathe to admit it, he needed that sort of a connection.

Feeling the small body in his arms give a small shudder, Daryl stopped halfway through the park and looked down at her. Her blood-streaked face was pale, little to no movement from her chest and was she just a bit heavier? "Aww c'mon, girl." He muttered under his breath, looking down the sidewalk towards the direction of the clinic just a few blocks off and through the trees, knowing they wouldn't make it. Setting her down gently on a park bench, he frowned lightly to himself before busying himself with checking the makeshift bandages.

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pristinejennsen
2012-05-21 04:48 am UTC (link)

Jennsen could feel herself floating, simply drifting away. She said all that she could. The man continued carrying her, continued running for help. But she knew his mission would be ending soon. And he would take hers up, reaching out to her brother, giving him the message that she had relayed. She knew he would. Because he was a good man, too. Always in the company of good people. Of heroes. Richard. Darken. Zedd. Kahlan. They would continue on. They would keep the world safe.

She leaned into the man now, her voice barely a whisper, "Thank you. Such care from a stranger. May the spirits reward you."

Her eyes closed. She had felt herself drifting before, but the current had become stronger. She couldn't hold on anymore. But she wasn't scared. She was ready to join her mother.

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