//where the dead men lie// >>closed<< stalkers welcome tho 0.0

(Omg Travis and Jesse both carry machetes. ~twins~)

Jesse listens to the two through the thin walls as they walk down the hallway, knowing her tactic worked. She wouldn't call it a trap per say, but it was definitely working like one.
She could hear her own pulse in her ears the closer they got, then…they stop in front of her door. Perfect.
Once the door creaks open, she steps away from the door, though still near the wall to where they wouldn't see her unless they looked inside. She debates whether or not to shoot or to say something. What would she say anyway?
A threat obviously.
It sounded like a good plan to her, so with that she speaks up "take a step closer, i shoot. And i don't miss" Jesse says lowly, her voice scratchy still. The air around them cold so the breeze blowing through didn't help at all. Though what did help was that Jesse was in one of the apartment rooms instead of the hallway where all of the broken windows on either end were.
Her black boots left small imprints in the carpet underneath her as she moves farther away from the door. Jesse couldn't be too careful with them and she didn't even know if they had a gun. The second she steps into the view, she could be shot before she even knew it. She had to think, and fast. There seemed to only be two of them, so she was confident in her abilities to take two people out. But she didn't know them, what they looked like, and what they had. So for the mean time, best to play safe and out of view.
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Cassius had realized one of the girls came downstairs to shower but paid little to no mind to it as they walk outside with Ophelia.
She holds onto just one of his fingers, her small hand wrapped around it so she wouldn't get distracted and run off. They step out into the fenced in backyard to look at the crops. "its going to storm soon" Fia says, looking down at the leaves of the potato plants they've grown.
"Yeah it looks like it is…." Cass says, looking around towards their shed "that's why we need to cover the crops up. To protect them" he says, standing now. Fia lets go of his hand and looks up to him "So they don't blow away in the storm!?" she asks, her eyes wide.
He nods his head "Yep! Or so they don't get hurt. They could use the water, but i don't want the storm tearing them up."
She runs towards the shed as he makes his way, opening the wooden doors. The shed was small and the wood was painted white but over the years the paint had chipped away to reveal it's natural brown color. Cass knew he should replace the doors, as the wood was close to rotting and it was already breaking down. But for now this would do.
The shed had a nice black roof, the same material as any normal roofing of a house. Cass was plenty grateful for this as it kept water out just fine.
Inside was a small cot him and Fia stayed in when they first found the house about a year and a half ago. They weren't able to go inside and set up "camp" until Cass was sure this was safe.
To the right was a small rack filled with gardening tools, some homemade, some not. It was a little dusty but he just hadnt gotten around to cleaning up this place. The whole shed was a bit musty, the air inside stuffy and thicker.

(O.O)

Gus stared at Jasper worriedly, wishing he could just make her tell him what was wrong and fix it with a wave of his hand. But he was no miracle-worker. And he couldn't make himself put that much pressure on her, not when she already looked so upset.
"At least tell me why you don't want me to know," he pleaded. "Just so I can understand, okay? Then we can get you some food and I'll let you sleep fer a while, I promise."

"I-I uhm…I know you'll get mad…e-even if you s-say you w-wont.." She fidgeted nervously with her hands before wincing as she realized she shouldn't do that.
A drop of blood fell to the floor from her wrist, trailing down her hand and onto the floor infront of both of them.
"C-can w-we e-eat now…?" She mumbled looking away.

(Cracks knuckles as I write a ton about being blind)

She stays close to Travis as he pulls her in and wraps his arm around her to keep her close. She stuck close to him, holding onto him as they walked slowly through the building, though they didn't get very far when Travis stopped, and moved to open..well it just so slightly sounded like the creaking of a door.
She stuck close to his side, making sure she could breathe softly so that it wouldn't be heard by whatever was on the other side. She hoped it wasn't a screamer, she really didn't feel like she could fight it and would hate for Travis to have to fight it on his own.
Then she would just feel like a burden once again.
Her eyes widened when she heard Jesse's threat, and heard her walk a few steps back. no…this was almost worse then a screamer..
She sighed and rubbed her face, trying to squint and see something.
She spoke softly.
"Travis..what do we do?" She had no clue where in the next room over this person was, but she wasn't coming out to face them that's for sure.

(scary painting i did of Jesse for you guys :) https://pin.it/2f2BWRt )

(Ooo!)

(ah thank you! I think she is too ^^ i really wanted to capture how scary she is lol)

(ayo that's a really cool painting, I am even more frightened of Jesse now if that were possible xD)

"Oh honey, I'd never get mad at you," Gus said, his heart aching at the sight of Jasper looking so afraid. "Why would I? You're my friend, and I jus' wanna make sure all my friends are safe 'n happy." He gently took her shoulders again, trying to meet her gaze and show he was telling the truth. "Please, Jasper…… you're hurtin'. I can't help you if I dunno what's wrong."

Travis's heart skipped a beat when he heard the menacing voice from the room next to him. Far from being scared, he was almost excited to meet another human in this monster-infested town. The threat didn't faze him at all–in the stranger's situation, he would've said the same. Anyone with half a brain would.
"Don't worry," he whispered to Tap. "I got this."
Straightening, he replied to the stranger in a clear voice, not walking into view just yet. "Hey, relax, no need to start a scuffle. We're all friends here, yeah? Us two are just looking for a place to wait out the rain—we didn't know anybody lived in this lovely establishment." He spoke with a casual, persuasive lilt, born from years of experience dealing with violent people. "Hey why don't we try this again? You promise not to shoot on sight, and we'll come around this corner and introduce ourselves like civilized people."

(ayo that's a really cool painting, I am even more frightened of Jesse now if that were possible xD)

"Oh honey, I'd never get mad at you," Gus said, his heart aching at the sight of Jasper looking so afraid. "Why would I? You're my friend, and I jus' wanna make sure all my friends are safe 'n happy." He gently took her shoulders again, trying to meet her gaze and show he was telling the truth. "Please, Jasper…… you're hurtin'. I can't help you if I dunno what's wrong."

She sniffles, on the verge of crying once again. She looked up at him, knowing that he wasn't lying. So she grabbed her sleeve, and slowly pulled it off of her wrist.
(Tw: sh)
There were cuts and scrapes down her wrist, her sleeve was soaked with her blood. She felt the tears run down her face as she showed up him, it hurt a lot more then she had been leading on. She pulled down her other sleeve and just cries to gus.

(haha im glad XD)
Jesse listens to him carefully, stepping away a few feet more. "i wont shoot" she says, not knowing herself whether or not she was telling the truth yet. Though if they didn't pose any threat to her, it couldn't do any harm could it? By the sound of it, there were only two people still, but she listened closely in case anyone else were to come.
She never liked trusting people and she never did trust anyone. Not since the world went to shit. And honestly a little bit before that even. When people proved they couldn't be trusted. And trust was never something Jesse took lightly either.
"come in" she orders with a wave of her gun. She holds herself high as she usually does, shoulders broad and feet planted steadily on the ground. Jesse grips her gun, finger still on the trigger and ready to shoot, glaring hard at the doorway. The thumping of her pulse hard in her ears as she waits for them to come into her line of sight.

(Ay what's up gang, just dropping in to let you know that I got sick and that's why ive been gone for a few days :/ I'm on the mend now though, so I should be back fairly soon!)

(that's alright! Take your time! We miss you though 0.0)

(Yeah get well dude! Also just so you know I have been working for money with my church for fundraising stuff and that's why I'm not on lol! I should be done tomorrow at 4pm cst.)

Tapioca was just staying next to him as they moved around the corner, she tried to get as much of Jess into her mind, but it was really hard to see in the dark room besides some flashes of lightning outside.
She tried not to look scared though, she didn't want them to think she was just some weak girl.
(Sorry for the short post)

(I'm back, thanks for waiting! ^^)
Gus's eyes widened when he saw the damage. Without saying a word, he opened his backpack and started taking things out of it—water, a rag, his first aid kit, a chocolate bar. The chocolate and first aid kit went on the ground next to him, and the water went carefully onto the rag until it was soaked. Ever-so-gently, he took one of Jasper's arms and began to clean away the blood, using the cool cloth to soothe the skin.
In truth, he was at a loss for words. If he tried to speak, he worried he'd lose control of his emotions and upset Jasper even more. Of all the troubles his new friends carried, he felt completely inequal to the task of solving this one. And so he did the only thing he could think of, which was to try and deal with the physical injury as best he could and hope it helped make Jasper's emotional pain a little more bearable.
"It'll be all right," he murmured finally, feeling that he should say something. "I ain't mad. You're gonna be just fine."

Travis stayed light on his feet as he moved into view with Tap, fully prepared to get attacked by the stranger in the room. His first impression was of her unusual height and obvious strength, and he looked her up and down with mild surprise. She was remarkable. She also seemed to be alone, at least at the moment, and Travis relaxed slightly once he confirmed that no one was waiting to jump out and tackle him.
"Well well," he said chattily, standing partly in front of Tap and giving the stranger a winning smile. "Nice night to make new friends, I guess! You got any more playmates lurkin' around in this place you wanna tell us about, or is it just you?"

(Your worth the wait! :))

(im gonna cry Travis thinks Jesse's remarkable TT^TT)

Jesse glares at the two of them still, her eyes looking up and down their persons as well.
From the broad shoulders and the stubble on his face to his beautiful eyes and scars along his paler skin, Travis seemed like he would put up a good fight but he also didnt strike her as the kind to want to fight her in the first place.
Her eyes flick to Tapioca, focusing on her more shy stance and her unusual attachment to the man she stood next to. Not stood, more like clung to.
Her eyes a paler color, she didn't think about it too much and didn't put two and two together. Seeing if someone was blind or not was the last of her concerns in this world. Or ever. She wasn't exactly the sensitive type in any situation.
Tap was small, pretty, and rather shy.
With this, Jesse didn't think they would attack and if they did, she was confident enough to take them on. Whether or not she actually could depended on these two. Was this a trick? Were there more of them? Were they just a ploy? Some sort of trick that made Jesse cocky and think she could take them on or even trust them?
There was no way of knowing for sure, so for now, Jesse didn't do anything but stand still.
"There is group a few miles down south. I am alone though" she says with a heavy sigh, her finger tightening around the trigger just a little, though careful not to move it and shoot Travis. She didn't want to say she was alone, but she didn't want to tell them about the group either and here she was. Maybe theyd want to leave her alone and go to this group? A whole group of people is a lot better company than just one.

(lol you're good! We dont mind at all take your time ^^)

(Yeah I'm on vacation aldkdk)

She tried to look tougher when she felt a gaze on her, from the direction that the girls voice came from.
Was she near their age?
She couldn't help but wonder…
She stepped out just a little bit from where she was behind Travis.
"Its..just the two of us." She looked at the wall next to Jesse. Since she didn't know exactly where she was, only where she heard the voice projecting from.
She wanted to be helpful at least once..

(Sorry it's short)

(No worries! And hahaha yesss the wary respect between Travis and Jesse is so fun xD)
Travis was caught slightly off-guard by Tap's voice next to him. He'd been so busy running his usual 'don't-kill-me' routine that he'd almost forgotten he had a friend with him this time.
"Yeah, it's just us," he agreed, unsure how the taller woman would react to this information. Clearly she still didn't trust him, and he was nowhere close to trusting her either. Still, he kept up the act for now.
"The name's Travis. Travis of Red Creek, my buddies used to call me. This lovely lady beside me is Tapioca, but you can just call her Tap. Don't mess with her, she's a fierce one." His easy grin returned and he nudged Tap playfully. "So what about you, stranger? You got a name, or a code name, or a scary title the locals gave you? You look like the type."

(Help I totally forgot to respond for Jasper aksksld)

(I'm back, thanks for waiting! ^^)
Gus's eyes widened when he saw the damage. Without saying a word, he opened his backpack and started taking things out of it—water, a rag, his first aid kit, a chocolate bar. The chocolate and first aid kit went on the ground next to him, and the water went carefully onto the rag until it was soaked. Ever-so-gently, he took one of Jasper's arms and began to clean away the blood, using the cool cloth to soothe the skin.
In truth, he was at a loss for words. If he tried to speak, he worried he'd lose control of his emotions and upset Jasper even more. Of all the troubles his new friends carried, he felt completely inequal to the task of solving this one. And so he did the only thing he could think of, which was to try and deal with the physical injury as best he could and hope it helped make Jasper's emotional pain a little more bearable.
"It'll be all right," he murmured finally, feeling that he should say something. "I ain't mad. You're gonna be just fine."

She whimpered a little when he put the rag on her cuts, wincing when they were treated. Though she kept most other noises inside, when she was finally bandaged back up again, she moved to hug him tightly, burying her face in him.
She just wanted to hug and not let go, but eventually after hugging for a few minutes her stomach grumbled, signaling that she was hungry.
She was thirsty too, the crying had made her water supply shorter and her mouth had felt very dry.
"T-thank you.."

"A'course, hun." Gus returned the hug gently, then reached down and picked up the water and chocolate bar. "Here. Take these, you gotta keep your strength up. An' after that, I reckon it's time for bed." He hesitated. "Thanks for trustin' me, Jasper. I hope you'll tell me more about this when you're feelin' better. I said I wanted to help you, and I do mean it. Alright?"

She rubbed her eyes before moving to grab the chocolate and water, she drank the water down a little bit fast, before swallowing and exhaling. She then grabbed the chocolate, eating it a bit slower.
She yawned as she continued to eat her chocolate, she nodded to him as he spoke.
"Im..n-not used to someone meaning it..thank you, for c-caring.." She spoke softly, looking up at him with a gleam in her eyes.

(IM SO SORRY I TOTALLY THOUGHT THAT I HAD POSTED MY RESPONSE WHAT)

Jesse's eyes shifted from one to the other, debating whether or not to say anything.
Then she had to remember that this world was a lot different now. There wasn't anyone after her anymore and hopping from one place to another looking for her. Nobody asking if they knew a Jesse Nahdi. Nobody trying to find a random huge German lady.
The worst that could happen here is she tells them her name, they go off and tell the other group and they come after her. Which she definitely wasn't concerned about them either. So she takes a small breath "Jesse" she says lowly, annoyed at the whole situation.
"where are you coming from?" she asks, debating on lowering the gun, but not quite doing so just yet.