Who: Tyler and OPEN What: Guarding the perimeter When: Now Warnings: Not likely A/N: He's at the edge of the prison's perimeter now doing a sweep, so someone can find him there or he can be called back inside. Basically, open to anyone.
When Tyler and Caroline showed up at the prison they were told that Klaus and Rebekah had been taken care of. No questions were asked because it didn't matter. It was what it was and he could accept that. Now they were out and about and they all had bounties on their heads. He and Caroline hadn't even been around, but he wasn't surprised at the names listed, especially his. He'd done a lot to piss off Klaus since the first time he tried breaking his sire bond to when he was helping other hybrids do the same thing. He didn't regret a moment of it, they deserved to have their free wills back, but the more he did it the more he was asking for his own head to be ripped from his body.
The truce may have been in place, but that didn't bring a lot of trust between the two groups. Tyler was completely on board with what Caroline had talked to Klaus about, but he hoped it wouldn't come to that. After the hell god was either defeated or dragged everyone into hell then it was an entirely new ballgame, but it was hard to say if he would pick right back up where he left off. There would be no bluffing from either side, but it was hard to say if a master stroke was going to be made or not.
Needing some air, Tyler sought out someone to cover the prison perimeter with him and lucked out finding Shannon in the cafeteria. He didn't know her very well, but knew enough to know that she was a kickass fighter and got her job done when it was needed. They signed out and took radios with them just in case, but separated as each one took a separate side of the prison perimeter. He did this every once in a while, checking the gates and making sure no one was watching. Sometimes he'd stop and listen, smell, and watch with his keen senses. Zombies would come up every so often, but they were childs' play at this point. He'd killed so many already that one or two at a time didn't worry him at all.
He kept his feet quiet and his breathing level as he walked, eyes peeled for any activity. He and Shannon checked in by radio a few times to make sure the other was alright, but neither making any small talk while they were working. It was nearly time for them to meet back up at the main entrance, but he still took his time and made sure he didn't miss anything by being in a hurry. He'd needed the air and some time to think, so this was the perfect way to be as alone as possible.