Spoilers, she dies. (One on one) (closed) (stalkers are welcome tho)

"Yeah just over there," Enyln pointed to a kinda man made stream. It wasn't very big but it was close enough that she could make sure no wild animals, or people decided to sneak up on them. "You wash up and I'll figure out a way into this tree." She slung her bow onto her back with her arrows and bag, and looked for possible way up.

Rigel nodded, already taking off his shirt to reveal his bare chest, which to Rigel’s satisfaction was still in good shape, despite hunger wearing on him. He washed his hands in the stream, taking extra care with his dagger then dropping his shirt in the stream. Rigel watched it float down and away. Hopefully it would redirect the animals. He’d get a new shirt next time his found one, it’d be better to go shirtless than with a strong scent. He came back, water still dripping down his chest and arms as he approached the tree. He felt the bark, searching to see if it was sturdy and textured enough to climb.

Enlyn looked down at Rigel from a branch shed managed to climb to, "what the heck" she said holding back a laugh, "someone steal your shirt?" She joked before looking away and going back to climbing up as high as the branches would hold her. After finding one that seemed wide enough to sit on and not fall to her death in the middle of the night she asked, "hungry? I was able to find a few cans a few weeks back and had been saving them…but something tells me now's as good as time as any to eat em'" her accent sneaking it's way back into her voice. Enlyn tried to hide it when she was a kid so others wouldn't make fun of her but over time it faded only sometimes making an appearance.

“First of all, would you rather I wear something with the stench of blood, attracted all the monsters in the area?” Rigel started hoisting himself into the tree, gripping onto the bark tightly, “And as hungry as I am, it’s your find, your food. I don’t need it right now,” John finished, despite the hunger that kneaded on his stomach. He got himself to a tall branch, not far from Enlyn, and sturdy. He hung his backpack from it, double checking it was secure.

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Enlyn cocked her head, the word monsters threw her off a bit. Sure there where lots of wild animals out, but she'd never thought of them as monsters before. "Strange" she mumbled pulling out a can of food and tosing it to Regil. "Eat up." She said a cheerful smile crossing her face.

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Rigel caught the can with grace, curling in the tree branch and cracking it open, “Thank you.” Gosh it smelled heavenly, he hadn’t had a meal in too long. He looked at Enlyn one last time before eating, “Are you- Are you really sure you don’t want this?”

"Its not gonna make a difference one way or another." Enlyn said with a shrug. There'd always be more food, And its not like she needed it anyway. She popped open her own can and ate the dried peas inside. Not the best taste in the world but better then starvation in her opinion.

Rigel slowly took off his mask, revealing his lips, which were a scarred mess. They were slightly swelled, it seemed like they always were, and little indents of scar ran up and down them, almost making a look of stitches. Rigel nearly devoured the can, then composed himself and ate less… savagely. He tried to turn his head away so Enlyn wouldn’t see them too much, but she was bound to have noticed.

Enlyn tried not to pay attention. Everyone has their stories. Their scars. Even she had a scar that she also went threw lengths to hide. "I'll take first watch" she said finishing then tosing the can to the ground. And by first watch she ment she'd stay up all night. Sleep was hard these days anyway.

“Okay,” Rigel replied, finish the food and slipping his mask back on faster than a hare. He double checked his pack was strapped tightly to the tree, then looked at Enlyn, “Wake me up when you need sleep, alright?” He leaned back on the branch, wedging his foot in the tree so if he rolled off the side he would just snap his leg in the wrong direction rather than fall and snap his neck.

"Don't worry. I will." Enlyn had her bow ready and an arrow knocked ready for what the night might bring. Nothing. The sun rose in the morning leaving an end to a very unaventful night. "Hey. Psst. Rigel. Wakey wakey." she said dropping a stick on his heads.

Rigel jerk awake, already holding a knife at the person’s neck. He relaxed when he recognized her as Enlyn. Rigel shyly tucked the knife away, “Uh, sorry,” He looked around, to see the sun already risen. He rose his eyebrows at Enlyn, “You were supposed to wake me up last night.”

"Uh-huh." Enlyn said rubbing her neck and pulling back. "You said to wake you when I needed sleep. I didn't need any. I slept yesterday before we found each other."

“You should’ve slept,” Rigel grumbled tiredly, unwedging his foot from the tree and stretching like a cat, “We’re going to walk all day, you need energy for that.”

"I'll be fine" Enlyn lowered herself back to the ground. Bad part about having a group was she couldn't do what ever she wanted anymore. "So where are you trying to get to?" She asked genuinely curious. "Gotta have a destination in mind to be traveling so much."

“I’m going to Paradis,” Rigel said as he lowered himself to the soil too. The rumor of Paradis… The place untouched by the plague, a place for immunes, with a storage of food. The restart of humanity. The catch was that no one knew the exact location. But Rigel had a feeling… Going to Paradis wasn’t the entire truth, though. One big reason he was on the move was because of the hounds and monsters after him. At one point he had thought he lost them, but sure enough a few days later they were upon him, and Rigel almost died that day. They had an incredible sense of smell, and Rigel needed to stay ahead of them. Paradis would be safe though, it had defenses.

"Paradis…" Enlyn mumbled. She'd heard of the place but wasn't even sure it was real. Her brother had hopped he'd have been able to see it before he died. Tears almost escaped her eyes, "right! Yeah lets go" she turned around to regain control over her emotions. This town, where she'd watch her patents gunned down, her sibblings die. She'd finally be leaving it behind. But the question was, would she be strong enough to stay away forever? "So I'm guessing you know where it is then?"

No, was the immediate answer Rigel should’ve said, but instead replied with a simple, “Yes.” He was fairly certain he could find it, but the lie didn’t sit well in him. But he couldn’t have Enlyn second guessing him. He shook his head to himself, “Let’s get going,” And then he started walking, moving towards sunrise. To the next beginning of this alliance. He looked back at her, “I’m glad we met, Enlyn.”

Enlyn smiled, "yeah me too. Lets go on an adventure!" She was extatic to be leaving this old town, to maybe finally see Paradis. Perhaps that's what she needed. Something knew. Somthing away from here. She followed him ready for what ever was to come.

“Pfft, it’s hardly an adventure. It’s survival,” Rigel waved a casual hand in the air. He turned to walk backwards, dangerous if he had been on his own, but he had Enlyn this time, to look at her, “When’s the last time you’be been out of that rust bucket city?”

"Uh…since before the war…" Enlyn looked down at her feet shyly. It was a rust bucket city, that she wouldn't deny. But hearing it made her realise what ever attachment to the memories she had here died with everyone else. "Its not as bad as you'd think really."

Rigel barked out a laugh, “You’ll see a lot of different things. But you won’t see people. I’ve only found traces of them, notes, time capsules in a way for the next person. Graffiti on walls, drawings in dirt. I try to leave one every once and a while, help the next sucker trying to live another day,” Rigel laughed again, then sobered up quickly, “But you’ll also see traces of the monsters and beasts.”

"Monsters?" Enlyn asked looking up. She'd never really seen any but she'd heard of them from jack before. "Do tell" her eyes lit up. Any thing new was cause of excitement for her. Even if that something could kill her before she'd have time to knock an arrow or pull her knife from its hidden spot under her almost to baggy sweat shirt.

Rigel furrowed his brow, “You don’t know? The infection, the mutation, nothing?” It couldn’t be… Surely she’d heard of them before? Or was it just him? “You’ve never seem the hulking beasts, with black ooze dripping from their maw?” There was so much more to them than ‘black ooze dripping from their maw’.

"Well my rust bucket of a city didn't have enough people after the war- so no" Enlyn didn't like how he'd just looked at her, Like she was stupid or something. "But I've heard of them" she added matter-of-factly.

“How many people know about-“ Panic shot through his eyes and he halted in his steps. He sucked in a deep breath. It’s all my fault, they’re all going to die. He braced his arm against a nearby tree, staring at the ground trying to work through his head. Rigel’s face screwed up for a few seconds, his inner battle showing.

"Rigel!" Enlyn ran up to him, "hey Rigel. Dude you alright?" She asked in a panic. what the heck…panic attack? Anxity? Enlyn saw his face twist, "Rigel. Calm down" she grabbed his shoulders.

Rigel turned away and whispered, as if in a trance, “I just killed them all.” Murderer. Rigel closed his eyes, just breathing, “They don’t have any defenses, they wouldn’t have known, they’re all dead by now. And it’s my fault.”

Enlyn resisted the to back away, "what?" She asked her own head spinning now. She'd seen him kill jack with out a second thought but if he'd killed lots of people…something told her he'd be no better. "Hey calm down. What are you talking about?"