ᴵ ᵈᵒᶰ'ᵗ ʷᵃᶰᵗ ᵗᵒ ᵍᵒ ᵇᵃᶜᵏˑ

                                                 HUFF. humor filled. a smirk, singularity on the otherwise shadowed face. the diminutive figure shifted. minuscule changes. hand now rested against hip, fingers tapped a rhythm on the cool gun metal. chin lifted, oh so slightly, a simple gesture. 

  ❝ i should be careful? ❞

                                                SHARP.  an edge to the figure’s voice. devoid of humor and emotion, brown orbs trained on the other, a fire that burnt beneath them, ready to explode. but this was not her aim. a tongue click, a mundane reaction.

 ❝  i’m thinking you should be very careful with the tone you use. wouldn’t want negan and lucille paying a visit…remember how that went last time? glenn was it? ❞

                                                “you  really  think  so  highly  of  yourself?  he’s  not  going  to  come  after  me  for  hurting  your  ego  with  my  words.” her  words  are  accentuated  with  a  purse  of  lipstick  painted  lips  while  her  green  gaze  sweeps  the  other  the  way  one  would  after  seeing  a  pebble  in  their  shoe. “leave  HIM  out  of  this.  glenn  was  innocent.”

                                             She grins into the kiss, hand resting on Edward’s chin in a guiding manner but also as a way of keeping him so impossibly close, to never allow him to leave. “As always I hope?” Rebekah chuckles, breaking from the kiss for a moment, before rectifying the situation a free hand left to wander, and fidget lazily with the buttons of his shirt not in a hurry to have it taken off. 

She’d called him RICK once. What was the sense in being so formal after? He shook his head. “Yer sayin’ that like I don’t have somethin’ in mind already. I’m not takin’ ya in just for YOU,” he teased, trying to keep the conversation as light as possible. “Like you said – I’ve got two kids. One of them… you could HELP OUT with.” If she was gonna be there to make sure Judith didn’t get into any trouble, it wasn’t like he’d be taking her in just because Carol wasn’t there. “And she didn’t RUN AWAY. She had somethin’ she had t’ do. She’ll be back.”

“As flattering as that is … you’re not going to just sit there gawking at me are you?”

@scarcovered || Sophia gets a Rick starter

“Yer mom’s on her way back–” If ANYONE could have kept herself alive out there, it was Carol. Rick had seen enough proof of that too many times to count. All he had to do was make sure SOPHIA was still alive for her to come back to, and she would have made her way back to them. “And until she GETS here,” Rick offered, dropping a hand softly on he shoulder. “You’re welcome t’ stay with us so ya don’t have that BIG HOUSE all t’ yerself.” 

    “  what,  did  he  send  you  here  to  look  for  DARYL  again?  rick  already  told  all  of  you  we  haven’t  seen  him.”  fingers  grasping  her  mother’s  knife  she  kept  it  poised  at  her  side.  sophia  had  her  mother’s  crazy  buried  beneath  the  surface  with  every  ounce  of  her  father’s  fury.  “you  should  be  very  careful  how  you  answer  that.”

     thumb grazes over the edge of the blade, menacingly laughing to himself. his eyes move from the knife to the person he’s got cornered, lowering the weapon to their abdomen —- pressing only LIGHTLY, as to not draw any blood or make any punctures. yet. ‘ you guys… ’ he continues to laugh, shaking his head, looking almost disappointed, ‘ prison worlds mean nothing when you’re working for the DEVIL HERSELF. ’ he refers to katherine, who, to his amazement helped him out in his time of NEED. ‘ i’m going to kill you. slowly. probably let you bleed out. i’m not sure. ’

             ’ silly goose. if you wanna bargain, you have to have something that i want. ’

                         @scarcovered