bloody hands

“ well … it don’t think it will be that long, do you? “ daisy was chatty. if you came into the tent when she was there, you’d be there for longer than you wanted to. she knew that cameron hated this - she figured by how tense she was, and she felt bad. she didn’t venture outside the walls very much, but she knew if she did and suddenly was unable she would feel upset, too. “ we’ll be outside in no time. “

“well… i don’t like having so much time off. i don’t know what to do with myself when i’m not here,” she admitted, crossing her arms over her chest. it was the truth, and nothing but the truth. “ it’s what i like to do and it passes the time. having to find my own hobbies is a lot harder than that. “

cameron thought she was clear already on her opinion on the situation, but it seemed daisy still thought she held the answers. even if she knew what daisy was doing by asking her questions, cameron would’ve told her if she knew as it would end this conversation much quicker. “i don’t know. like i said, i’m not allison. but if you’re so eager for answers then why don’t you ask the horde? they’d know.” she crossed her arms as she leaned against a table, her tone dry and full of sarcasm. she wasn’t sure who daisy was trying to convince with her reassurance but it wasn’t like cameron truly cared about the lockdown since she’d leave regardless. it was wasted time she cared more about. “i can understand that. i’m the same with hunting.” she shrugged a shoulder even if it was a lie. it was only her search for her brother that made her that way. “maybe try a medical book or something? two birds, one stone?” she genuinely suggested.

daisy was used to seeing cameron every once in a while - she would come around asking if there was anything that the medical tent needed, any supplies that they were running low on or were out of completely. daisy had to take a moment, rummage through some boxes and bins of supplies before assessing what they were low on and what was in abundance. “ well, we aren’t exactly low on it, but we could always use more bandages and antiseptic. i think that could be one of our priorities - because if an infection is present we never want to be unable to keep it clean…”

“ when do you think we’ll be able to leave the walls again? not that i’m in a hurry for any supplies, but i’m just wondering… “ daisy sighed. “ how do you feel about all of this, huh? not being able to leave at all? “

cameron tried her hardest to wait patiently for an answer, feeling every second wasted in here was time taken from being out there. she silently prayed they were low on something and almost breathed a sigh of relief when they were. “okay, i’ll add it to my list.” she nodded and turned to leave before daisy stopped her. cameron had come for one thing and one thing only, but it seemed daisy wanted to drag her into a conversation anyway. now she’d be forced to put in some effort if she wanted to get out of this. “do i look like allison? i don’t know. all i know is it better not be long,” she answered bluntly, looking at daisy as if she had three heads. “as for how i feel, not the greatest. i don’t like my freedom of movement being controlled. but on the bright side, at least you’ve got some time off.”

later that morning, an hour or two after allison’s announcement - daisy found herself in the medical tent. she had a moment to herself - and her mind was racing ever since those words left allison’s lips:  ‘a group of runners and frenzies have been spotted not far outside the walls…’ she shuddered as she remembered it in her head, the words repeating themselves. she told herself it would be fine. the horde would pass, and that would be that. or at least, she hoped so. after letting her train of thought run its’ course, she turned herself around in her chair to get up.

as she turned around, she was unexpectedly greeted by somebody standing before her. she was startled, to say the least - but always kind. “ oh! i’m sorry. how can i help? “

“just asking about inventory. is there anything you’re low on?” cameron questioned with raised brows, to the point as always when she dealt with people. she would visit the medical tent once in awhile to assess their medical supplies but only when she needed a valid excuse to leave the community whenever she couldn’t sneak out. most of the times that she did return on her hunts with extra supplies, it was only things she didn’t need to add to her own secret emergency stash just outside the walls. she didn’t really care about the health of anyone in arcadia other than her own.

status:  open

location:  walking away from allison’s meeting

      ❝ so, that  ..  was a lot. ❞  she says without looking at whoever is beside her. ❝ i’ve never seen a runner or frenzy in person, myself, but i’ve heard they aren’t anything to mess with. ❞  there’s an aching knot that ties in the pit of her stomach at the thought of the horde  -  or even just one of the special infected  -  were to target arcadia. god, what a mess that would be.

❝ how have you been holding up lately? ❞

expressions weren’t too common on cameron’s face besides her usual resting bitch one, but that wasn’t the case after hearing allison’s announcement. doing what she was told was never something she was good at and the angry scowl on her face was evidence of this. allison had some nerve. cameron had been forced to cut her last search for her brother shorter to feed this fucking community and now being ordered to stay inside was just another slap in the face. no, she’d be damned if they denied her time outside over what she considered glorified pests. no one was going to stop her from finding ian, not allison or the dead. “i have. nothing a bullet and some cardio can’t do.” cameron had no idea why she even said anything but it was too late now. “and i’m fine. does this happen often?”

（ alycia debnam-carey  ›  female  ›  she/her ）  you’re cameron miller, right? the 25 year old who has been in arcadia for 6 months; within that time you’ve taken up the role as a hunter. if you ask me, that role fits you well seeing as you’re quite quick witted  &  resourceful. i see you have a picture of your little brother with you.. must be important. anyway, be safe out there.