(I'm here! Also, Fiona is currently hiding from the world in an old building at the edge of the city. :3)
Fiona shook her head and sighed, walking cautiously inside the building and starting to climb the stairs. She wiped her eyes with the hem of her shirt as she climbed, hoping to get to the top or a floor near it before she rested.
(Okay! And hello again!)
Dare looked down at Claire when she tensed up. "Hey, is something the matter?"
(yayyyyy Grace! idk if you're in the chat for this rp but we figured out some plot and direction and stuff. We were waiting for you and Looper so y'all wouldn't be left behind.)
(I'm in the chat, I've just been silent bc Idk what to have Fiona do now..)
(Okay! And hello again!)
Dare looked down at Claire when she tensed up. "Hey, is something the matter?"
(Gracê!! :3)
Claire didn't want him to see her like that– it was something of the past that came back to haunt her. "It's all my fault they all got injured…." I'm not sure if I even deserve to be with them after what he– I made him do to them…
(:3)
Dare shook his head at Claire. "Hey. It'll be okay now. Henry's gone." He looked back at Clovis. "How's the arm?"
Fiona continued to climb, pushing the thoughts of Conner away. "Few more floors.." She muttered, glancing out of a broken window to look around.
App quickly found Molly. "Molly!" she ran over. "We're going to head on now. We need to gather our stuff. Where's Fiona and Connor?"
Dare shook his head at Claire. "Hey. It'll be okay now. Henry's gone." He looked back at Clovis. "How's the arm?"
So what if he's gone….? He left a scar on all of us… She sighed, sorrow plaguing her tone as she leaned more against him and closed her eyes. She wished everything Henry did was gone with him so she wouldn't have to worry about herself or the others…
Clovis looks done to his arm momentarily.
"I guess it's okay…?" He slowly and quietly states, rubbing the back of his neck with his not injured arm. He glances up at Claire. She shouldn't feel bad for him getting hurt. I mean, it only hurt when he wasn't distracted. So, it hurt really bad right now…
App quickly found Molly. "Molly!" she ran over. "We're going to head on now. We need to gather our stuff. Where's Fiona and Connor?"
Molly jerks her head up and looks to App.
"Ummm, long story short, Conner was a zombie and we kinda blew his head off. It was really dramatic, you shoulda been there." She gives App a tight smile.
"How's my people?"
Fiona finally reached the top floor and she sighed, opening one of the doors and looking around, deciding that it must have been an office building at some point. There were desks pushed against one of the other doors and Fiona stepped into the middle of the room, turning around slowly and checking that there was no one else there before walking over to another broken window. "Stairs? Or window?" She asked herself, debating on how to get to the roof.
Molly jerks her head up and looks to App.
"Ummm, long story short, Conner was a zombie and we kinda blew his head off. It was really dramatic, you shoulda been there." She gives App a tight smile.
"How's my people?"
App's face hardened further when she heard the news of Connor. "Oh, you know. Sappy and guilt-ridden as ever…. That new dude is carrying Claire around, and Clovis is just… sitting I guess." She looked away, chewing the inside of her cheek. "So, where'd Fiona go after you guys made Connor's head go-" She made an explosion noise and did those weird jazz hands.
(Weird jazz hands….. X3)
(What? I think jazz hands are weird. lol)
(They are… just the way you described blowing out Conner’s brain… uhdghdo. :3)
(If I'm being honest, that's exactly how I would probably say it in real life if this happened. …I'm a emotionless a##h###e…)
(Well I can be inconsiderate or insensitive at times… Like someone would say like… You know… Something slightly suicidal because of stress and all that and I'd literally be like 'oof okay'…. Why do I have to be so s***?)
(This is me and almost all of my friends. We're all just, "Oof. Okay" or "Do a flip!")
(:3…. And what's Dare doing right now? Besides holding his little sweetheart? :3)
Molly jerks her head up and looks to App.
"Ummm, long story short, Conner was a zombie and we kinda blew his head off. It was really dramatic, you shoulda been there." She gives App a tight smile.
"How's my people?"App's face hardened further when she heard the news of Connor. "Oh, you know. Sappy and guilt-ridden as ever…. That new dude is carrying Claire around, and Clovis is just… sitting I guess." She looked away, chewing the inside of her cheek. "So, where'd Fiona go after you guys made Connor's head go-" She made an explosion noise and did those weird jazz hands.
Molly looks out into the dark street.
"I didn't follow her. I know she'll come back, but she wants to be alone."
She furrows her brow then turns back to App. She doesn't really show her concern, but she is concerned. Just an hour ago this girl was freaking out, sad and curled up in a ball. Now she didn't care to talk about death like this?
Fiona finally reached the top floor and she sighed, opening one of the doors and looking around, deciding that it must have been an office building at some point. There were desks pushed against one of the other doors and Fiona stepped into the middle of the room, turning around slowly and checking that there was no one else there before walking over to another broken window. "Stairs? Or window?" She asked herself, debating on how to get to the roof.
(Hey, what if Darren is on the roof chillin?)
(Sure!)
(Merprt :3)