Lux Grimes

“I will take you up on that, I am sure before all this mess it was pretty, not as good as mine you know but getting there. Decent  I could say” She shrugged. Well that was the first time anyone had ever called her a cry baby that was certainly a new one, actually one she really didn’t mind or care much about she’d been called worse than cry baby. “You have to come up with something better than cry baby and thank you, in return I’ll fix that whole lion king hair for you.” Arabella said with a small smile, she did appreciate the girl letting her stay but she was not going to just say it.

She could almost hear her mother voice in this girl, it made her feel uneasy and relaxed at the same time. A roll of her eyes would be directed to the other girl. “I’m not trying to insult you, actually giving you some advice. But didn’t expect you to see that.“ Lux got up and fixed the framed picture on top of the fireplace. She knew she wasn’t being the nicest, but she didn’t have an answer to being this way. “You can try, there isn’t much to work with.” She gave the girl a smile. 

He wasn’t necessarily looking for anything in particular, just wandering for the moment, but he supposed shelter was as good as anything else. He shrugged, nodding slowly as well. “Guess so.”

She looked the guy over and tried to take him all in. should she be kind to him? He did look dirty and underfed, but weren’t they all? “You can stay the night, but if you try something I will kill you.”

“So, I kinda zoned out when you told it to me?” Matt grinned and had his machete at the ready. “Plus, this is more fun, right?”

“Well isn't that fucking great.” Lux looked down at the swarm of the undead the below them. “How are we supposed to get back now?” 

“Which doesn’t? The hello how are you or the threats against my life?”

“The hello how are you part. People are to scared of other people to do that now.” 

Nathan shrugged, flicking on a lighter. He actually dropped the canister of gasoline by accident on his way up the ladder. It wasn’t part of the plan, but the gasoline was spilling on the ground by the group of undead that followed them, so Nathan figured, why not?

“You wanna do it, or should I?” He held the lighter out to her.

Lux looked down at him with fire in her eyes. At least now that she thought about it, it wasn’t that bad of an idea, but she didn’t like that he had gone out of his way to fuck the plan up. She took it from him and sent in a spiral down to the undead. Once they got  to the top and where of firm ground she looked over at him once more. “Don’t do that again, okay?” 

“You haven’t? I mean I try and go back and forth for trading. If being out on your own isn’t really suiting you I’m sure you’d find a spot with them. There’s four.. Maybe five of them.” Elliot said with a little shrug as she sat back in the chair, probably feeling rather too relaxed around the stranger. “You don’t have to be sorry, blondie. I get it.” And the artist did indeed get it. Though it was incredibly fun to live life how she wanted to and was a rather relaxed person, it still took a lot of effort to be out on her own. 

“Not really, not that I’ve time to notice anything really.” Every time she had time to notice somethings, was the few seconds before she drifted off to sleep (out of exhaustion , rather than wanting to). Lux sat up straighter on her chair, she looked over at the other girl. “I don’t really think it’s that easy t get to be part of those camps.” They sound too good to be true. She gave her a small laugh at the blondie remark. “Don’t I know it, but at least we are both still alive.” She usually wasn’t this talkative and carefree, it made her feel oddly relaxed. 

“I wasn’t aware we had a fucking plan,” she said mimicking the other girl’s voice. “I don’t even know you, why would I make a plan with you?”

“There’s camps, you know?” Elliot said as she watched the girl sit down in front of her. The blonde clearly didn’t see her as a threat and that was a welcomed change. Most people wanted to do a little wary dance around her before they had a real chat with her. Elliot moved to one of the opposite chairs, dropping herself down into it, not remembering the last time she allowed herself to just sit and chat with someone over nothing. “You don’t have to get at me. I didn’t go ending the world, it did that on its own.”

As lux watched the girl speak , she felt a little at ease. Which was a feeling she hadn’t had in a long time. Her ears couldn’t believe the word camps, she knew that there had to be people sticking together, but she hadn’t seen  a soul in so long it seemed fake. Her face didn’t give anything away though, eagerness was never a good thing. “Camps? Well haven’t seen any around.” She was curious, but she was trying to get a feel of the situation.Lux took in the purplish bags under the girls eyes, she was tired too. “I’m sorry , it’s just tiring you know.” 

His answer had been a statement, not a question. He’d already known she was alive. Still, it didn’t matter. Andrés wasn’t about to spill blood that didn’t need to be spilled. He’d never been the type. “Deal.”

Lux put her knife down and stared back up at the boy. She noticed the high difference but knew if things came to worst she could take him. “You looking for shelter?”