Derp Tank

Harry: *He grins a little at her, amused*

Walter: *Returns Mia's smile, kissing her back on the lips*

Key: *just stays there, nuzzled into his neck*

Mia: *kisses him back*

Harry: *He closes his eyes, relaxing*

Walter: *Kisses Mia, enjoying their closeness*

Key: *her tiredness catches up to her, and she falls asleep within minutes*

Mia: *had missed this closeness the past few days. she deepens the kiss*

Harry: *Soon ends up doing the same*

Walter: *He pulls away a little and touches the uninjured side of Mia's face* ... I don't think it's possible for me to not care about you...

Mia: I think I love you too. *pauses for a moment, then her smile widens into a bit of a goofy grin* Whoops, did I say that out loud?

Walter: *Blinks, going over what Mia just said in his mind, then he ends up grinning as well* That's a powerful word you just used, Mia... Powerful, and quite a mutual feeling between us, I think. I love you, Mia.

Harry: *Hears this and ends up smiling a little*

Mia: *closes her eyes and rests her forehead against his, her grin persisting. she laughs a bit* heh... it felt good to finally say it...

Walter: *Instead of answering her, he kisses Mia happily*

Mia: *kisses him back without complaint, threading her fingers through his hair* <3

Walter: *Does the same to Mia, them just latched onto each other's faces*

Mia: *kisses him long and hard, a hand grasping at his shirt while the other was still firmly rooted in his hair, completely ignoring the soreness in her wounds. this was their moment*

Walter: *Savors every second of this until he has to pull back for air. As he breathes in deeply, he looks into Mia's eyes, just as Harry and Key did so before them*

Mia: *stares back, hazel eyes looking into grey. panting heavily, she gently brushes a loose strand of Walter's hair behind his ear, smiling, happy*

Walter: *He nuzzles her and speaks quietly* ... You should sleep...

Mia: *nuzzles him back, grinning* Do you mind putting my bandages back first? :P

Walter: Oh! Right. Right... *He starts putting her bandages back on*

Mia: *closes her eyes, enjoying the feel of his fingers working against her skin* mm...

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Walter: *Looks through and finds the creme* ... Ah, good. *He walks back over to Mia* ... Okay. I'm going to need to remove your bandages and put this creme on... Then I'll re-bandage you back up. Is that alright with you?

Harry: *Lies back down with Key and gently caresses her face*

Mia: *nods slightly* Mhmm.

Claire: ... *leans her head back against the wall and tries to sleep*

Key: *opens her eyes again, and glances up, her eyes meeting his* ...

Walter: ... Alright. *Starts unwrapping the bandages*

Harry: *He stares into her eyes, not moving, or really finding a need to*

Key: ... *very quietly, almost inaudibly* You have really pretty eyes...

Mia: *sits still while Walter works*

Claire: *tries to sleep*

Harry: *He smiles a little at the comment* ... Thank you. First time someone's complimented me on my looks. You've got a really pretty face, you know.

Walter: *Continues until all the bandages are off, then starts applying the creme lightly onto the acid burns*

Key: *finally breaks the held gaze, glancing away and reddening slightly*

Mia: *winces when he touches her, but then relaxes as the cream takes effect* Aah... okay, that feels really nice...

Claire: ...

Harry: *pushes her chin up lightly with his forefinger, then leans in and kisses her*

Walter: This'll probably help you heal. Just don't touch your wounds or anything. *He keeps applying the creme*

Key: ! ... *kisses him back* ... <3

Claire: ...

Mia: Mmyeah, not planning on it...

Harry: *Continues to kiss Key*

Walter: Good. *Keeps applying the creme* Is it feeling good now?

Key: *brings a hand up to his cheek, gently stroking it with her thumb as she kisses him*

Claire: ...

Mia: mmmmmhmmmmm...

Harry: *Combs his hands through her hair as he kisses her back*

Walter: Well good. <:P

Key: *wraps her arms around his neck, and pulls him closer, still kissing him*

Claire: *has fallen asleep*

Mia: thanks, by the way...

Harry: *He breaks the kiss to nuzzle her*

Walter: For what? :/

Key: *nuzzles him back, her face still red*

Mia: I dunno, everything maybe?

Harry: ... You're really cute when you're embarrassed, you know.

Walter: ... You're thanking me for CARING? <:/

Key: *reddens even further, and hides her face in the crook of his neck* >///<

Mia: What, I can't be grateful for that? <:P

Harry: ... My point still stands. <:P

Walter: Well, it's just something I have to do, right? Still... You're welcome. <:)

Key: shhh. >///<

Mia: *gives him a warm smile, then leans over to kiss his cheek*

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Walter: Was he open-doors-for-people good, or risk-his-life-to-save-someone good?

Harry: ... He was both.

Key: *nods in agreement, very quiet*

Mia: The guy was practically a saint from what I know. <:(

Claire: <:/

Walter: ... Ah. <:/

Harry: In attitude, you're a little like him, yourself, Walter.

Walter: ... Oh? D:

Key: *looks up at Harry* ?

Mia: ?

Claire: ...

Harry: ... You had this positive-ness that you kinda... flashed around everywhere. Don't know where that went, but it reminded me of Todd.

Walter: ... Er... Thanks, 'Arry. <:/

Key: ... *looks back down, leaning her head against Harry's shoulder*

Mia: ...

Claire: .. *sighs* Well, we may as well try and get some rest while Rick keeps watch. Make yourselves comfortable.

Harry: ... I'll sleep on the floor. I've been sleeping on floors for years, I can do it again if anyone wants to sleep on the bed-thing this trailer has.

Walter: That's awfully noble of you, sir. :/

Key: I think Mia should get the bed, she needs it. <:/

Claire: *nods in agreement*

Mia: Oh um... Okay. *smiles, genuinely grateful* Thank you.

Walter: Well, like Key said, you need it, Love. <:/

Harry: *Hugs Key with one arm*

Key: *hugs him back with both arms*

Mia: *nods, and carefully stands herself up, one hand against the side of the trailer to steady herself*

Claire: *watches her carefully* ...

Walter: ... You were running before, Mia. Did you hurt yourself too badly? <:(

Harry: *Kisses Key lightly on the head*

Mia: I'm just really sore from that... Running wasn't the best thing I could have done. D;

Key: *nuzzles into his chest*

Claire: ...

Walter: Maybe I can help? <:(

Harry: *Quietly to Key* C'mon, let's go sleep on the floor...

Mia: That'd be nice, thanks. D;

Key: *nods, and joins Harry on the floor of the trailer*

Claire: *sits against a wall*

Harry: *Stays there with Key*

Walter: *To the others* Is there any sort of pain-numbing creme in the med pack?

Claire: There might be. It's worth a look. :/

Mia: >__<

Key: <:(

Walter: *Goes to look at in med kit*

Harry: <:/

Mia: *limps over to the bed, sitting herself down on the edge*

Claire: ...

Key: ... *closes her eyes, tired*

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Rick: Claire, you've got the right idea. Judging by your uniform, I'd say you're part of the military and got a good amount of training from that. ;D

Harry: ...

Walter: *stays by Mia*

Claire: *nods* You assume correctly. *stands up and takes the med pack, sitting on Mia's other side and peeling back a few of the bandages to check on the burns*

Mia: *waits for the pain pills to take effect* D;

Key: *sits quietly* ...

Rick: Well, it's an honor to be in your presence, madam.

Harry: *Keeps his arm around Key*

Walter: *Stays near Mia* ...

Claire: *smiles a bit, shaking her head slightly* I'm just doing my job.

Key: ...

Mia: ...

Rick: Well, your job is risky business. You've been sticking your neck out for other people, so yes, I'd say it's an HONOR to be in your presence, ma'am.

Harry: *He can't help but smile a little - sadly, of course - as Rick acted like a much older Todd*

Walter: *Stays with Mia*

Claire: *smiles just a little bit more widely* Thank you. *replaces the bandages she pulled back* Mia, you got lucky. It doesn't look like the burns are infected, so we don't have to worry about that. Looks like you changed out the bandages the other night too, so we won't have to change those for a bit either.

Mia: Yay, good news... >_<; *puts her hand over Walter's*

Key: *leans against Harry* ...

Rick: Very good news. Anyway, maybe I should go out and keep watch, hm?

Harry: Right, good idea. <:/

Walter: *Holds Mia's hand* I'll go next.

Mia: *squeezes Walter's hand slightly--she didn't want him to leave*

Key: ...

Claire: I'll go after Walter. *sets the med pack down and goes back to her original spot*

Walter: *Gives Mia a reassuring smile*

Harry: Then I'll stand watch after Claire.

Rick: Good, good. And if anyone sees a witch, don't attack it. Don't even try. They're not worth the risk.

Mia: *gives him a small smile in response*

Key: ...right...

Claire: ...

Rick: ... Damn things... One almost took my leg off. Almost.

Harry: What happened?

Rick: What do you think? I shot the dog in the forehead. Made a hole the size of a softball. *Holds up his fist*

Walter: D:

Key: D:> ...

Mia: :I

Claire: *nods* That's the only way to kill them with one shot...

Rick: I don't know what's going on with them, but if you don't shoot them in the head, they take WAY to many shots before going down. They're a waste of bullets and a massive risk on your life.

Harry: ... Mnn...

Walter: <:/

Key: ...can we talk about something else...? please?

Mia: <:/

Claire: ...

Rick: Well, like what? :/

Harry: ... Uh...

Walter: It's a nice day out.

Mia: ...That it is. It's stopped raining, at least.

Key: ...S'not as cold out...

Claire: ...

Rick: Both are good things except that the cold slows down and hurts the infected. It's nice to have a sunny day in the middle of winter. A pleasant little gift from the sun. Didn't I say I was going to keep watch? I did. *He grabs his gun and walks out of the trailer quietly*

Harry: ... *Whispering to Key* ... He's like Todd...

Walter: He seemed like a good guy. Them both, I mean. Well, from what I've heard of Todd.

Key: Todd WAS a good guy...

Mia: *nods in agreement* <:/

Claire: ...

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Rick: *With a mischievous grin, not unlike Todd's* Ohhh, I hope so. >:D

Harry: :/

Rick: So I know Harry... But who are the rest of you, if you don't mind me asking?

Walter: Oh! Uh, I'm Walter. :/

Claire: *simply* Claire.

Mia: *with a little wave* Mia.

Key: Um, Mikaela. But you can call me Key, everyone else does. :/

Rick: ! Key! The girl that -- Todd wouldn't stop talking about you when I came over. Gave you a bunch of wonderful compliments. One would think he REALLY liked you or something, the way he talked about you. <:P

Harry: D: ...

Walter: *Still doesn't understand who exactly Todd was* <:/

Key: *hadn't expected that reaction at all. her face reddens* He... he talked about me?

Mia: !

Claire: ...

Rick: He did. And the way he did, it seemed almost like he didn't already have a girlfriend.

Harry: <:/ ...

Walter: *Sits there awkwardly*

Key: *just gawks at him, not sure whether she should believe him or not. when she finally speaks, her voice is quiet* ...oh. *looks down* ...

Mia: D:> ...

Claire: <:/

Harry: *Walks over to Key and hugs her with one arm* D:> ...

Rick: ... I... Suppose you liked him too, didn't you?

Walter: ! D:

Key: *nods silently, biting her lip to keep herself from crying. she loves Harry dearly, yes, but... she can't help but wonder what would have changed if the infection had never come...*

Mia: D:> ...

Claire: <:(

Rick: ... I'm very sorry... <:(

Harry: *Continues to hug Key* ...

Walter: ... But... Who IS Todd? I-If you don't mind me asking...

Key: *leans into Harry, appreciating the comfort--she figures he needed it too*

Mia: Todd was um... well, he was Harry and Key's friend. They were really close. <:(

Claire: ...

Walter: Ah... Is that it?

Harry: It's all he ever was... A really good friend.

Rick: This is too depressing a conversation for me.

Key: ...

Mia: Mhmm, I think a topic change is in order. D; So how've you been surviving out here this whole time if you never use the safehouses?

Claire: ...

Rick: Same way I've survived while out in the middle of the woods, where there's bears and stags and sometimes wolves. I use my brain, and my skills as a survivalist.

Harry: Well... It's lucky of us to have encountered you, Rick.

Rick: I'm happy to have the company!

Walter: Mh.

Mia: Safety in numbers, right? oww...

Key: Do you need painkillers? D:

Mia: that would be helpful. D;

Key: *digs through her backpack for the pills*

Claire: Oh--That reminds me, I should probably check those. :/

Walter: We don't have anymore clean bandages, Claire. <:/

Harry: That's not true. We've got a med pack now.

Rick: A good find!

Claire: Right--and new bandages or not, we have to make sure those burns won't fester. :/

Key: *hands Mia a few pain pills*

Mia: *swallows them dry* guh... thank you. XC

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Rick: ... So, uh... *He stabs a common* Did Todd at least die doing what he loves? Because that's what matters, you know.

Harry: Doing what he loves? You mean... Jumping around and acting like a lunatic?

Rick: That's Todd, yeah.

Harry: ... Yeah. Yeah, he did.

Rick: Good. Just like his father... At least they're together now... And this means I've outlived both my son AND my grandson...

Walter: ... That's really awful to hear, Rick. <:/

Rick: ... Nah. 'Cuz again, at least they're together now, and they both died doing what they loved doing.

Key: *listens to them talk, saddened by the whole ordeal* ...

Mia: *can't really focus on much besides forcing herself to walk*

Claire: *walks quietly, keeping an eye out for more infected*

Rick: Well anyway... *He stabs another common* There's a trailer up ahead. Maybe we can use it to rest for now?

Harry: ... Is it safe?

Rick: Let's find out. >:D *runs ahead*

Harry: D8 !!

Walter: :/ That's a pretty loony old man.

Claire: *shrugs* He's lasted this long on his own, so he must be doing SOMETHING right. *follows him*

Key: D:! *also follows him*

Mia: *does her best to keep up*

*Rick: *Opens the door to the trailer and steps aside when a hunter leaps out, screaming*

Harry: !!! *shoots at it*

Walter: *Readies his katana in case it comes too close*

Rick: *immediately jumps on it and stabs it in the head until he breaks through the skull and kills it*

Key: !! *tenses up when it jumps out, only relaxing again when it was dead* D: ...

Claire: *peers into the trailer, rifle always pointed in front of her* ...Looks like it's clear.

Mia: D;

Rick: Good. Let's go look around for supplies. *Climbs into the trailer*

Harry: :/ *follows him in*

Walter: *Same*

Key: *helps Mia into the trailer* You just sit down somewhere, okay? <:/

Mia: *nods, and sits down*

Claire: *pokes around for supplies. she finds a med kit under a seat, but not much else*

Rick: No food? None?

Harry: *After some looking, himself* Not that I can find.

Rick: That's alright. Who wants deer jerky?

Harry: D:/

Walter: Where'd you get DEER jerky?

Rick: I made it myself. *He gets out the back and takes a piece, biting down on it*

Claire: I think i'll pass.

Mia: *raises her hand slightly* I'm hungry...

Key: >__>

Rick: *hands the bag of jerky to Mia* Enjoy it, young lady.

Harry: ... This trailer is NOT secure. D:>

Walter: >__>;

Rick: We can take turns keeping watch.

Mia: *takes one and nibbles on it*

Key: ...so uhm... what do you do for a living that taught you how to live like this?

Claire: ...

Rick: I was a mountain man. Not really an occupation, but certainly rewarding.

Harry: He once wrestled a bear. Told us all the story this year's Thanksgiving.

Rick: I did, I did. Poor girl didn't know what hit her. 'Course, it was all just for fun. I let her go afterwards. ;D

Walter: D8 Holy crap.

Mia: Wow.

Key: That's incredible. D8

Claire: *is visibly impressed*

Rick: Hah! No it's not.

Harry: Wrestling a bear is beyond a normal man's capabilities, so yes, that's incredible.

Walter: *NODS*

Key: *mumbles* I wish I could wrestle bears. that would be AWESOME....

Mia: Mhmm. *eats*

Claire: ...

Rick: It's fun. And time-consuming. Though I don't know if any bears are around anymore, what with this Green Flu and whatnot.

Walter: :/

Harry: ...

Key: *jokingly* well, there's still probably a bunch of Tanks around, ehe...

Mia: *snorts*

Claire: *rolls her eyes*

Key: <_<;;

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Harry: *runs out with Key* OH frack! OH frack!! D8>

Tank: *Throws a wild punch at Claire* GUUAAOORR!!

Walter: CLAIRE, RUN!! DDDD8

Claire: !! *ducks to avoid being punched across the room, and shoots at the tank as she backs out of the room* GRAB OUR STUFF AND GET MIA, WE'RE LEAVING!!

Key: *nods, panicking, and scrambles to grab the backpack with everything in it*

Mia: *sits in the other room, also incredibly panicked* D8???!?!

Walter: *Runs into the room with Mia in it and starts collecting things they need and putting them in his own bag. He gets his gas mask and quickly puts it on* We need to go, can you walk?? D8>

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Harry: *Also gets his gas mask and quickly takes the first gun he sees, which, luckily, is his. He also shoots at the Tank while everyone is busy scrambling to evacuate*

Mia: If not walking means getting brutally murdered by a tank, you're gonna see me running. D8 *shoves herself off the bed, stumbling a bit, and grabs her gun. she probably won't be able to shoot it, but it's best if she doesn't lose it*

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Key: *fishes her pistols out of the backpack, then slings it over her shoulder, keeping the weapons ready* We need to GO...!! DDDDDDDD8

Claire: *is shooting at the tank, keeping it busy*

Walter: Come on! COME ON!! DDD8> *He helps Mia out, running out of the Safe House and slashing the few zombies that come running at them*

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Harry: *Shoots at the tank a few more times before running out with Key* DDD8>

Tank: *CHASES AFTER THEM* UURAARRRH!!

Claire: *shoots at the tank as she and the others are driven out of the safehouse. she slams the metal door shut in front of the tank, hoping to slow it down, then flees with the others*

Mia: *runs as fast as she can, which does in fact cause her great pain--but not nearly as much as being run over by a Tank. she blinks away the tears forming in her eyes as she runs*

Key: *picks off a few infected that come running at them as they leave the safehouse*

Tank: *Breaks down the Safe House door in a single hit and comes charging out*

Old Man: *With a wild scream, he jumps off the roof of the broken Safe House and onto the tank's swollen back and holds onto his head* WOOOOOOOOO!!

Harry: *stumbles to a stop and turns around when he hears this* What the...??

Walter: D8

Old Man: *Has a short, neatly cut beard and long, grey-white hair tied back into a ponytail. He wears a brown leather vest with matching bracers and dark pants made out of a thick material, cut off by shimmering black boots. The old man then, while riding the tank like a bull, takes a hunting knife out of its holster (which is attached to his leg) and sends the point of it down as soon as the man spots the tank's nearly-almost covered jugular vein*

Tank: *With a weakened roar, he struggles with the old man before losing enough blood and falling down, dead*

Old Man: *Hops off, puts his knife back in his holster and wipes off his hands* Fun stuff! You kiddies alright? >:D

Key: *just stares, wide-eyed and slack-jawed in shock, completely speechless* I... he... you... but... D8

Mia: *is only barely more verbose than Key* Hoooly shoot...

Claire: *is also amazed, but she composes herself a bit more quickly* A-hem--We're fine now thanks to you.

Old Man: *Waves it off* Ahh, don't thank me. This is for the survival of the human race, after all, isn't it? ;D

Harry: :/

Old Man: Hey wait! *Points at Harry* I recognize you! You came over to celebrate the holidays with us a bunch of times!

Harry: ...?? *He only then recognizes the old man* ... M-Mr. Huntings? D:>

Old Man: And hello again to YOU Harry Gatzsky! I'M the old one here, how come I remembered you, but you couldn't remember me? |:/

Harry: I-I-I just... y-you're dressed... Uh, d-differently. D:

Old Man: Ah, right. My daughter-in-law never let me wear my usual garb to our family-together-times. Which, really, were the only times when I came down from my cabin in the mountains. ;D

Harry: D: ...

Old Man: Call me Rick, by the way -- Mr. Huntings was my father!

Harry: D: ...

Rick: Where IS Todd, anyhoo? Shouldn't he be with you guys? :/

Walter: ... Wait -- Who's Todd again? D:/

Harry: *Is shaking* D8> ...

Mia: D:>!

Key: D:>!! *puts an arm around Harry, trying to calm him down*

Claire: *looks around at the others, then back at Rick, genuinely saddened* I wish I didn't have to be the one to tell you this, but... Todd's dead.

Rick: D8> !! Oh... Ohh no... Ohh, not him too...

Walter: *Is genuinely confused* D:> ?

Harry: *leans on Key, upset*

Claire: I'm sorry. <:(

Key: *rubs Harry's arm*

Mia: A-Ah, um, we should probably get to a safehouse first... then we can talk all we want... D;

Rick: *Quickly wipes a tear from his eye* ... Right. Good idea, sorry. Us grandparents need to know things immediately. Catch up with people as soon as we meet them again, you know? Well... Let's go then, I guess. *He starts walking*

Harry: !! *Walks with him*

Walter: D:> ?? *He keeps his katana ready*

Key: D:! *follows him*

Mia: *hobbles along after Walter*

Claire: *brings up the rear, watching for zombies*

Harry: So... R-Rick... Is that all you have? That knife?

Rick: Nope. I left my gun hidden under a car with a broken headlight. I remember, it was a rusty red. You can't have a gun like THAT while riding a tank.

Walter: Is it somewhere close? Walking hurts Mia. D:>

Rick: It's riiight... Over there! *He runs to the car and takes out the gun underneath -- A hunting rifle* There's my baby... Heh.

Harry: ... You don't have a gas mask. D:

Rick: *Shows Harry one of his arms. It's decorated in bite wounds* I'm immune, son.

Claire: Oh, good. Do you know if there's a place to stay nearby?

Mia: *biting her lip, trying very hard not to complain*

Key: *looks around nervously for zombies*

Rick: No idea. I've never really stayed in those Safe Houses anyway. Can't protect anyone from Tanks or Witches if they get too close. I've always stayed wherever seems secure, like on top of roofs.

Walter: ... We can't get to any roofs. Not while Mia's injured.

Rick: Well, we'll find SOMEWHERE. I always do, that's for sure. ;D

Harry: *Is surprised by how easily Rick seems to have bounced back after hearing of Todd's death*

Claire: Well, the sooner we get "somewhere," the better.

Mia: >__<;;;

Key: ! *shoots at a common that ran at them* D:

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Harry: ... Nothing. Just a nightmare -- It's over now, though.

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Walter: Oh! Crap, Mia, don't do that if it hurts you! Let me go get you some pain pills! D:> *He quickly gets up and runs over to get the bottle and Mia's water*

Key: You're sure you don't want to talk about it...? <:(

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Claire: *glances at Mia and Walter's door, having heard voices and movement* ...

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Mia: *sits herself up, biting her lip to keep from crying out, and takes the pill and bottle when Walter brings them to her, gulping both down gratefully*

Harry: ... It's nothing new. Just another Todd-related one. Started off like a good dream. Threw me off guard.

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Walter: *Puts a hand on the uninjured side of her face* It'll be alright, we just need to wait for the pills to kick in. <:(

Key: D:> ... *turns herself around in his arms, and hugs him* ...

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Claire: ... *looks away from the door, going back to her food*

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Mia: Gh... I hope that'll be soon...

Harry: *Lets out a quiet sob in her arms*

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Walter: Here -- *He takes her hand* You just squeeze my hand until the pain pills start working, alright? <:(

Key: *pulls his head into her shoulder with one hand, rubbing his back with the other, offering silent comfort* <:( ...

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Claire: *thought she heard something from the other room... maybe it was just her imagination*

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Mia: *crushes Walter's hand*

Harry: *Cries against Key, appreciating her comfort*

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Walter: Ow. <:D

Key: *gently nuzzles the side of Harry's head as she rubs little circles into his back. she doesn't know exactly what the dream was about, and though she was honestly curious, she wasn't going to ask. reliving that wasn't what Harry needed right now*

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Claire: ...

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Mia: S-Sorry...

Harry: *He cries against her until he's able to calm down. Quietly, he thanks Key*

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Walter: Don't be sorry. You need this. ^^;

Key: *answers just as quietly* like i've said before... it's what i'm here for...

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Claire: ...

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Mia: nn...

Harry: *He nuzzles her lovingly* mm...

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Walter: You can squeeze harder if you want. <:/

Key: *lets out a little sigh, and nuzzles him back, kissing his cheek* <3

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Claire: *remembers that she should probably check on Mia's burns. she quickly finishes her food*

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Mia: I-I'm fine...

Harry: *Kisses Key back*

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*There is a snorting and growling sound outside the Safe House*

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Walter: You sure?

Claire: *freezes when she hears the noise. she very VERY quietly sets down the can of food she was eating, stands, and silently grabs her rifle, never taking her eyes off the door* ...

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Key: *nuzzles into Harry's chest*

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Mia: *biting her lip* Mhmm.

Harry: *holds Key there*

Tank: *Runs around the Safe House and breaks through the wall into Harry and Key's room, roaring*

Harry: FUH -- AAHH!! DDD8 *he scrambles off the bed, pulling Key with him*

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Walter: *hears this and bolts upright* !!! Stay here, Mia! D8> *He quickly runs over to grab his katana and runs into the room with Claire* Where is it?? DDD8

Mia: D8??!?

Claire: *turns around when she hears the wall break* shoot-- *without saying anything else, she runs to the other room, slamming the door open*

Key: !!!!!!!!!!! *is pulled along--her first instinct is to pull Harry OUT of the room, AWAY from the tank, scrambling to get past Claire and into the hallway*

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Walter: *Ends up falling asleep as well*

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Harry: ... I'm doing better. You're helping. The pills are helping, I think. Claire's helping.

Key: *smiles a bit more widely* That's good to hear...

Harry: Maybe if I keep taking those pills, I won't feel all too sad anymore. Maybe. I hope that happens.

Key: That's what they're supposed to do. <:P

Harry: Well, half of the time I don't really think they're working, and half of the time I do. It depends on the time of the day I guess.

Key: Well we DID know they would take a little while to work... I guess they're just kicking in.

Harry: Ah... I wish I was getting better on my own... But I'm glad these pills work.

Key: The pills are there to help.. *leans back to nuzzle him* you'll feel better on your own eventually...

Harry: *Nuzzles back* ... Or I'll become dependent on them... Like some crazy drug addict.

Key: We'll wean you off them until you don't need them anymore... I'll make sure you turn out okay.

Harry: ... Okay. Thank you. *He kisses her*

Key: *kisses him back, then nuzzles him for a few moments before turning back around, pressing her back closer against his chest, and closing her eyes* Good night...

Harry: *Quietly* ... 'Night. *He rests his head against her back and keeps his arm around her. He soon falls asleep*

Key: *falls asleep soon after he does*

*the next morning*

Claire: *is up early, as usual, getting something to eat*

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Mia: *asleep*

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Key: *asleep*

Harry: *Lets out a short gasp when he wakes up from a nightmare. He looks around, and, upon seeing that everything is normal - enough - he buries his face against Key's back* ...

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Walter: *Asleep*

Key: *the movement wakes her up, and she blinks drowsily* wha's wrong...? you okay...?

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Mia: *wakes up to the pain again, and she grits her teeth. she doesn't want to wake Walter up, but at the same time...*

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Claire: *eats*

Harry: *He lets out a shuddered sigh* I'm fine. Everything's fine. You can go back to sleep -- I'm sorry for waking you up. D:>

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Walter: *Waking up* Mf...?

Key: No, s'okay... *yawns a bit, then looks back at him over her shoulder, repeating her question* What's wrong...? <:(

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Claire: ...

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Mia: ! *painfully leans over to nuzzle him* m-morning...

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Walter: *He kisses her cheek, sitting there with her*

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Harry: ... Alright. Okay. I'm just kind of worried. Sorry.

Mia: *forgets her soreness for a little while, happy there* ...

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Claire: It's alright. Like I said--we'll figure something out.

Key: I sure do hope so. :(

Walter: *Is also happy. He holds Mia's uninjured hand, feeling safe with her*

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Harry: *He scratches at his developing beard, thinking. He looks out the window of the Safe House door. That door is the only thing keeping them safe. How strong even is that thing? How much pressure can it take before it breaks and screws everyone over?*

Mia: ... <3

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Claire: *follows his gaze* ...That door's reinforced steel. We shouldn't have too much to worry about.

Key: <_<

Walter: <3

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Harry: I really hope not, Claire.

Mia: *nuzzles his neck*

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Claire: ... *goes back to staring at the door*

Key: <_<

Walter: *Kisses her head*

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Harry: Maybe we should sleep. There's no use staring out a window all night anyway.

Mia: Mm.. *kisses his jaw* <3

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Key: Good idea. D;

Claire: ...

Walter: *Leans over to kiss her neck*

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Harry: *Softly* Come on, Key. *Heads into their bedroom*

Mia: *hums contentedly, enjoying the subtle intimacy. she squeezes his hand slightly*

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Key: Mhmm. 'Night, Claire. <:/ *follows Harry*

Claire: 'Night...

Walter: *Squeezes her hand right back, nuzzling her neck*

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Harry: *crawls into bed with a sigh*

Mia: *lets him do so, enjoying the contact*

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Key: *curls up next to him, facing away from him, tired*

Walter: *Rests his head on her shoulder* <3

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Harry: *Puts an arm over her and nuzzles her from behind*

Mia: *rests her head against his* ...We should probably sleep...

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Key: ! ... *leans her head back to nuzzle him in return, scooting a bit farther back so her back was touching his chest*

Walter: A good idea, Love. <:P *He scoots over to the other side of the bed*

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Harry: *Enjoys being so close to Key. He gently takes her hand and rubs the back of it with his thumb*

Mia: *carefully lays down on her back, trying not to aggravate her burns*

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Key: *lets out a long sigh. she felt comfortable and safe there with him...what an odd thing to feel during an apocalypse*

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Claire: *lays back down on the couch to stare at the ceiling again* ...

Walter: *lightly touches her cheek with the back of his fingers*

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Harry: ... So, uh... Are you doing okay?

Mia: *leans her face into his hand*

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Key: What exactly do you mean...?

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Claire: *falls asleep*

Walter: *Stays like that, smiling*

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Harry: Well, a lot has been going on. I just want to make sure you're doing alright. <:/

Mia: *falls asleep there, content*

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Key: Ah... *gives him a small smile* I'll be okay. You?

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