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Tweak says, "I want to be it."

Blake [W&G] (notahistorypuff) wrote in hellascenes,
@ 2013-10-13 14:24:00

Entry tags:

!50 pts (plot), !plot : all your fears, annabelle, daryl dixon

Who: Daryl Dixon and ~~OPEN~~ Anna
What: Hallucinations
Where: In town
When: This weekend
Warnings: Objects in the rearview mirror may appear closer than they are

He steadied his bow, waiting for the right moment. As he loosed his arrow, he anticipated the moment the arrow would meet its victim, and take the walker out. His weapon of choice, the crossbow served him well. It was not only quieter than a gun, but the ammunition was reuseable, so long as he could retrieve it.

He'd tugged bows out of countless zombies, sticky with gore, but easy enough to clean, and light enough to carry a dozen or more. He'd been a hunter, even before the walkers started to rise, and for him there was nothing quite like seeing his prey go down as a result of one of his arrows...

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neverhurthim
2013-10-22 10:36 pm UTC (link)

Anna just arched an eyebrow. Whatever was going on with people around this place lately apparently involved hallucinations and he was having one. The place was dead quiet, no movement anywhere she could see. She hoped whatever it was wasn't going to end up infecting her, too.

She sighed, folding her arms across her chest. She wondered if she should just tell him she was an alien or something. It'd probably go over better than vampire. But she wasn't in the mood to lie and it wasn't like she was ashamed of what she was.

"Vampire," she said finally, not moving any closer to him.

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notahistorypuff
2013-10-24 08:34 pm UTC (link)

Daryl's immediate reaction was just to nod. Vampire's weren't real. Neither were zombies, and yet...Not to mention he was stuck in some kind of hell. Whether it was real or a nightmare, he couldn't say, but it was hell, and zombies were very real, so why not vampires too?

"Okay..." He said, not quite buying into it. But she had pulled the arrow he'd shot out of her shoulder, and there was no wound there now. That definitely wasn't human.

"Vampire. Okay. Sure. Okay." Daryl nodded again. What he really wanted to do was turn and walk away. Or maybe run.

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