#sshq;starter

go look for fresh water, they said. it’ll be fine, they said. well, it had been fine until he had stumbled into a dead guy – that hadn’t been particularly fine. his attempt at running away hadn’t been overly successful either. while it seemed he had outrun the deceased man, he had also managed to crash into a tree branch, the force of which knocked him to the ground. ollie coughed, the air slowly reentering his lungs as he rolled onto his side.

the small blonde looked around, her things were moved and she was confused. “my spot.” she pouted her bottom lip and blinked those huge blue eyes. “i really liked that spot.” she sighed, the amount of people was overwhelming. she wanted to be with her sister, with her family but she knew they needed their own space. so she reorganized her things and sighed, sitting down. with so many new faces she leaned over and smiled. “hi, i’m isadora and if you need anything, i’d more then happy to help.”

          wyatt stood outside the sanctuary near the fence where negan hung the dead, her gloved fingers locked around the chain link as she did her best to breathe in the cool night air. she found it hard to be inside after negan had tossed one of his men into the furnace, the stinch of burnt flesh still turning her stomach. she didn't like the saviors and she would put a bullet in any of them if she had to, but the idea of someone dying that violently still got to her. it only heightened the fear that all of them had knowing they could easily be the next one in line to meet that very same fate. she fought back tears but a few had managed to escape, and before she could allow herself that one moment of weakness it was interrupted by the sound of footsteps behind her. she quickly bundled her sleeve around her fist, wiping away any evidence of weakness from her face. "what do you want?" she asked whoever it was that now joined her outside.

“I’m just going for a swim. Care to join me?” Scar asked, glancing back.

“lalala i'm just taking a break. it’s hot and gross and i got that stupid microwave to work. so if we pizza pockets we can have some. yah. can’t you see i’m in the thinking process. can’t a girl be left alone. ugh.”

Ari picked up the strange rock, let the weight fill her hand. she bounced it around before putting it away to add to her collection. it was strange but in world where people had nothing, ari wanted something to hold on. a rock collection was how she coped. it grounded her in the strange reality that was her life for the last few years, that would be her life until she died. as she started to walk back ari noticed a flower stalk that was falling. she eyed it and then pulled the rock out of her back. trying string around the stock and the rock to balance it the dark haired girl sighed.