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Jennifer Lawrence by Max Abadian for âFlareâ Magazine (2011)
rorydamiani:
Rory wasnât wrong. She heard the shuffling from he other end of the aisle, recognizing the rotting smell and the noise it made with its teeth â that disgusting, skin crawling clattering. But the woman with her turned around in a second and Rory watched as the arrow buried itself in the walker â she had never really seen a bow and arrow in action before; the reaction that it elicited from the teen was less than proper. She choked out a laugh, amused and impressed all together, with a smile as wide as her eyes. âHoly shit. That was â that was so fucking cool, Iâm so â howâd you do that? Like - with that thing? And no - itâs okay, really. I can - I can live with what I got.â Her excitement had slowly drained away the fear that was once there, relaxing in her stance. She wanted to speak more, ask more questions but Brooke â that was her name, and Rory had never met a Brooke before â was more adamant on moving and surviving. This grocery store wasnât a safe place, well the safest place to be in and they needed to move. Rory didnât need to be told once or twice, she knew what to do.
She stuck the box of pills inside her backpack and pulled out her knife, it would be much better to get blood on her ( just washed! ) clothes than waste more bullets and wake up the rest of the horde ( but do they even sleep? maybe they just wander around all the time⌠aimlessly waiting for something to eat or get shot at ). However, more surprises kept coming at her and when Brooke offered ammo, Roryâs look of surprise was as clear as day. âI â uh,â Stuttering yet again ( she never usually did this; why is she like this? ), hands gingerly taking them. âThank you â a lot, like for real. Iâve been trying to look for some more but I couldnât get any without getting into a fight and ââ Stopping short of her sentence, she forced a friendly smile and jerked her head to where sheâd come from. âDo you wanna go, though? Before â before anymore come in? Iâve got a place to stay for the week, you can come with me? Especially since you got no group and all, I know itâs not really safe to be by yourself out there.â
  brooke hadnât expected rory to be as surprised  by her bow skills as she was.   it almost felt good to be seen so highly by  the other survivor, never before  in   her life had she been viewed as something  special, something amazing. they   usually labelled her âthe freak with the bowâ,  before  the  apocalypse,  people   just couldnât understand her way of life,  her  need  to  survive.  &  then  there   rory was, admiring her every being. it felt good. for a  second,  thereâs  a  brief   smile lingering on brookeâs lips. for once, sheâs actually happy. it soon passes   as she realises they donât have  a  lot  of  time  before  more  walkers  passed   through. she didnât want to waste arrows  &  have  to  leave  them  behind  as   they ran away from large quantities of them. eyes wandered back  to  rory  as   she quickly decided what she wanted to do. she had a place, somewhere she   could hide away in & be reasonably safe. her & that  alfie  kid  had  cleaned  it   out before she decided it  would  be  her  new  home.  thinking  carefully,  she   considered whether or not it would be a good idea to take the  other  survivor   back with her.Â
  â my dad taught me how to use it... the bow. itâs not that hard, just takes a lot   of practice.  â
  thereâs a brief pause & a deep breath before she speaks again.
  â i have a place up in the forest, near the lake. itâs a lake house, itâs pretty safe,   you could join me there if you want.  it  might  be  better  than  your  substitute   place.  â
  it was very unusual for brooke to offer her home, her security to someone else.   but she almost immediately felt protective of the other girl, like she had to now   take care of her, because no one else would. she could see that rory was  very   much capable of taking care of herself, but brooke could  be  the  person  that   watched her back, & in all honesty, brooke  needed  someone  to  watch  hers.   there were times where it almost got too close, where death almost  snuck  up    on her & swallowed her whole. rory could be the eye on the back of  her  head,   they most definitely needed each other more than they would like to  admit  to.Â
tearsbehindhazeleyes:
It was luck. Sheer, dumb luck, that Charlie had stumbled across the young woman who was in such dire need of help. What had first caught her attention was the trail of blood heading in the direction of the hospital. It made sense, that someone hurt would go there. A hospital is a hospital after all. Or so youâd think. Without a second thought, the small young woman took off at a run, following the tiny droplets straight towards the source. And thatâs where sheâd found her, hunched over on her knees in the middle of the road. It was a jarring scene, and for a moment time seemed to slow, just a little, just enough for her to think straight.
âOkay⌠Oh, God.. Okay.. Hi, Iâm Charlie, okay?â Getting down in front of the woman, the smaller female tried to capture her eyes, drawing her attention away from the wound, or the blood on her hands, hoping it would help to calm her. âCan you.. Can you sit back for me, so I can see? IâmâŚâ It felt wrong to say it, because sheâd only been an intern, little more than a student, when apocalypse had hit. But she knew it might calm her. âIâm a nurse. Can you tell me your name? What happened?â There was a lot of blood, and though she already had a good idea, she wanted to keep the other woman lucid, and conscious, at least until she could get her inside.
 blood pooled around her & everything began to fade. she  was  spinning   uncontrollably. if brooke didnât know any better, sheâd say  this  was  the  definite end. how could this be the way she was going to  go  out?  how  could she have let a stranger cut her open like she would with  the  prey  she hunted. choking, she stared up at the  blue  sky  &  thought  long  &  hard about the life she had led so far. it hadnât been much of one, it had  only been short. yet, she was thankful for what sheâd been given in that  time. as she lay there, she thought of alaska, thought of her dad.
 then out of nowhere, like a guardian angel, aid came rushing to her side.  hearing the word ânurseâ, her survival instincts kicked in as she  realised  she was going to need to hold on if she wanted to  live  to  see  another  day. maybe this wasnât the end, not yet. she  squinted  to  get  a  better  look at the nurse, charlie. she could only pray  this girl  knew  what  she  was doing. clutching her abdomen as blood  poured through  the  gaps  in her fingers, she opened her mouth to speak to the stranger.  it  came  out in gasps, painful mutters.Â
 â -- b-brooke. someone... someone stabbed me. â

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mx-elliotricker:
Elliot breathed a definite sigh of relief after the woman lowered her bow. She wasnât sure if she was going to get out of the scrape with the woman but she was glad she had some sort of compassion left. Most didnât. Most just wanted to survive and that meant killing anyone who stood in the way of that; whether it was a definite threat or a supposed one. It was always difficult to figure out who posed an actual threat and who even thought logically about it all because some had let that go a long while ago. They preferred to shoot first and ask questions later rather than trying to figure out the enemy in front of them. This bow wielding woman however seemed to still have some heart left in her which was utterly appreciated by the artist, who was a little more shaken than she would have liked to admit. âNo, thank you.â The taller of the two shot back, to show the woman that her mercy was very much well received.
She slowly moved towards the woman, not wanting to make any sort of sudden movements to make her regret her decision. Elliot watched as she went at the deer with a definite plan, unlike the way she would have. It seemed sheâd probably done it before, a couple of times from the way she seemed to move with such precision. Elliot didnât even know how to properly skin the animals she killed. Of course sheâd been working on it but it wasnât exactly a skill one just simply picked up out of nowhere. âAre you sure? I mean first not killing me and now offering me food? Iâd swear you liked me or something.â The taller of the two said figuring sheâd take the olive branch while it was out. âIâll stay.. What do you want me to do?â
 sheâd spared her life. the stranger would not die  today.  maybe  brooke  was being too naive, maybe she wasnât being strong enough.  yet,  she  couldnât find it in her to actually take her out. this wasnât an animal, this  wasnât another one of her prey. this was a human life,  it  was  valuable.  after skinning the animal, she wiped the blood away against  her  jeans  before beginning to cut chunks of meat out of what used to be  a  deer.  it was always a messy procedure, but  sheâd  become  immune  to  the  nauseous feeling it used to bring. she wiped the sweat  away  from  her  forehead before looking over her shoulder to elliot. if they were going to  eat tonight, they would need to start a fire. she  decided  to  ignore  the  brief comment about âlikingâ her. joking back wasnât a strong quality  of  hers.Â
 â weâll need a fire, to cook it. can you make one? â
 she knew that surely elliot was capable of creating fire.  if  she  wasnât,  she would need to learn soon and quick. brooke turned  her  attention  back to the skinned carcass. sometimes it did sadden her,  she  didnât  enjoy the fact that beautiful things  had  to  die  so  she  could  remain  alive. she felt as if she was slowly killing off  most  of  the  nature  that  was left. her dad used to tell her she was just being  silly,  that  it  was  human nature to kill & feed. it took her a while to grow up &  adapt  to  the thought of it. here she was, ripping an  animal  apart  just  so  she  could eat - oh, how far sheâd come.Â
soldieralfie:
Alfie wasnât dumb, he didnât need orders, he couldâve done it by himself â and very often, he did. Hence why he didnât exactly take being ordered around by the stranger heâd taken the initiative to help well. He was happier now that he had a bit of space, a bit of space from being ordered around.
  brooke searched around the lake house, there wasnât  much  else  for   her to do for the time being. with alfie upstairs, shooting  as  many  of   the undead as he could, she attempted to find something to keep her   occupied. she did a once over to  ensure  everything  was  locked  up   before searching rapidly through cupboards to see if there  would  be   anything of use - whether that be food, medical supplies or weapons.
judeliebhart:
  Jude needed a place to sleep, thatâs how he justified breaking into a home ( was it really breaking into a home when there were no more people to call those places home? ) when the ever present  guilt in his chest started to swell again. He couldnât help it, he was the good kid, the one who told his friends no â they could get in trouble! The apocalypse didnât take that guilt from him, but it did make him even more exhausted than he was in his life before ( he never thought it possible, since practices were grueling and he often thought he might die under the Texan sun ) and sometimes, basic necessities like slumber were more important than a clean conscience. The place was big, spacious, it reminded him of his cousin in Montanaâs lake house. Looking for a bed, why not take advantage of normal world luxuries?, Jude carelessly opened the door and found an arrow pointed at him. Jumping back, Jude lifted his hands in the air. â Shiiâshoot, Iâm sorry! â
  it wasnât until she heard the panicked reaction from the stranger  that  she   realised she was the actual threat. he seemed just as confused as she did,   maybe heâd assumed the lake house would be empty. wrong. it had  been   claimed already. she continued to grip her bow, heart racing in  her  chest.   men worried her,  after  all  the  things  her  father  would  tell  her,  always   advising her to avoid them at  all  costs.  maybe  he  was  just  being  silly,   maybe he was just overreacting because she had been his only  daughter.   still, the words heâd uttered numerous  times  lingered  in her  mind,  eyes   intently focused on the male opposite her. she wasnât about to  lower  the   bow & allow him the chance to harm her. she  continued  to  take  steady,   slow breaths, debating what to say next. what could she say? she had to   figure out if he was safe first, that he wouldnât attempt to take her out.Â
  â what do you want? âÂ
  it was simply put, but her voice was entirely stern.Â
jax-creed:
Jax was not having what one could call a good day. Granted, it could be worse, but it was not going according to plan. Due to a turn of events that best went unmentioned, it was simple chance that he stumbled across a scene that had the potential to go very, very badly for the woman.
Well hell, at least he wasnât in her position. If Jax was smart, quite frankly heâd of kept on walking. Now, while he was of the opinion that he was reasonably intelligent, he also wasnât a completely insufferable jackass. âHellâs bells, give me a second.â
Ideally thereâd be a perfect way to draw those damned things off without making all of them (because there was quite a few of them) head right to him instead. It just wasnât making itself immediately known
 there was a complete sigh of relief when she  heard  the  man  utter  the  words that heâd be back to help her. she wasnât entirely sure how  much  time she had left, but she was thankful regardless. as she stood  on  top  of the lorry, she planned her escape route. began to decide which street  would be the best to run down once sheâd got down from the lorry.  she  began to look around for the man again, hoping he  hadnât  just  left  her  like most people would. still, there was no sign of him. she held her bow  tightly in her hand, knowing it would be her only chance  of  escaping  if  the lorry did tip over. she began to feel it shake beneath her as the dead  continuously knocked into it. it  was  becoming  difficult  to  balance,  to  remain steady on top of the vehicle.Â
 panicked, she looked for the man a few more times before calling out to  wherever he could be.Â
 â Quick!! â
arabellaxcollins:
Arabella was the least prepared person for this, for an outbreak, for the world or well most of it ending, she was used to fancy things and people always doing things for her that this was all more than a huge challenge for her. She glanced up at the girl before nodding âI guessed I was going to need new shoes, no one can really walk in a broken heel can they? This is why I donât step foot into the woods, my heel breaks and my clothes get ruinedâ
  brooke sighed heavily, realising she would have  to  accompany  her  to   the nearest clothes shop. she needed shoes,  warmer  clothes.  fashion   didnât matter in this world anymore. it was whatever was comfortable &   would help you survive longer. heels werenât that. brooke  returned  the   bow to her back before glancing back towards the fashion queen.Â
  â iâll come with you, but we canât be too long. we canât risk it. â

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samantha-ricker:
As soon as her words had left her mouth, Sam knew she should have been so harsh at the girl. Why was everyone so irritable these days, herself included. She watched the other girl put her bow on her back and eased up a tiny bit. Listening to her words, Samantha nodded. âWhatever. Shouldnât have acted on it like that either. Iâm Samantha. âs nice to meet you actually.â
   brooke wasnât used to having conflict with people, let alone having  an    actual full blown conversation. the girl seemed sweet,  she  knew  how    to communicate. she was obviously raised in a world where she could.    there was a quick flash of a smile across brookeâs face before  it  soon    disappeared again, she was attempting to seem friendly. it  was  a  lot    harder than it looked - she felt like a robot.Â
   â itâs nice to meet you. what brings you to the woods? â
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âHey, I said stop!â
âNo, no, noâplease.â Luz shrieked, trying to keep the desperation out of her voice and failing miserably. âPlease. You donât understand. I donât need the food.â She did. âI donât need any medical supplies orâor water.â She needed those too. âI just want the batteries.â
The woman with the bow raised an eyebrow, but lowered her bow slightly. It remained drawn at the ready. âBatteries?â
âNot even the good ones.â Luzâs hands were in the air in front of her chest to display that she was no threat. âI just want the zinc ones. Please. Theyâre for my brother. He canât hear without them. Youâve gotta know what that means for him.â He was vulnerable without them.
The archer nodded thoughtfully and stepped back. Gesturing for Luz to take the batteries as she watched. Luz grabbed the remainder off the shelf and shoved them into her bag, hesitating only a moment before pulling something from her bag. Charcoal water purifying tablets. It wasnât like she had an endless supply or anything, but the woman deserved something valuable in return for a supply that Luz held as more important than food.
Tossing the tablets on the floor near the womanâs feet, Luz smiled at her. âFor clean water.â Then, rising slowly, Luz watched behind her as she headed to the door. âThank you.â

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  it was rare for brooke to doze off, but exhaustion had slyly crept up on her.   the lake house was her safe haven, it had strong walls &  was  surrounded   by lakes & forests. it was unlikely that someone would  be  able  to  find  it   as it was hidden on the edge of the town,  away  from  other  people.  yet,   as she slept, someone made their way through the front  door  &  into  her   home. due to being fast asleep, by the time  the  person  made  their  way   over to her, she was unable to reach for her bow. startled,  she  sat  up  in   her bed & stared at the shadowy figure, praying they would step  into  the   light, so she could see her opponent.Â