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He Didn’t Seem Like Much Of A Talker …
…and maybe she talked a little to much. It was almost habit for her to ramble when she was nervous. If she didn’t want them to get caught .. and wanted to get out of here she needed to be as quiet as she could be. So after she he said they were both getting out of here she simply nodded her head in response. It only took her a moment to make her way over to him , staying close behind him.
She knew this wasn’t going to be easy - they kept all the exits guarded … either by the guards or the dead ones. One second he was right in front of her and the next he’d turned the corner and vanished from her sight. Her body jerking out of instinct when heard the familiar sound of a body hitting the ground. She drew in a deep breath taking another step forward , almost about to turn the corner.
Only a step away from hitting that corner a arm quickly wrapped around her waist and a hand was tossed over her mouth. She tried to scream but all that came out was muffled words against his palm. “ Oh no you don’t .. “ The guard whispered against her ear. “ Not trying to leave me so soon are you , Bethy ? “ She struggled a moment trying to free herself from his grasp but it was pointless - she was to weak up put up much of a struggle.
Getting caught was not in her plans - but here she was and her ticket to freedom was only a half a level away from her. Would he notice she was no longer behind him ? Would he even bother to come back to look for her ? She couldn’t leave this to chance. She stops struggling and relaxes her arms at her sides. Her head giving a little shake as if to say she wasn’t trying to leave. One of her hands moving to the side of them , fingers rubbing against his leg to distract him. “ Now that’s a good girl. Since you’re up and on your feet , I think we should go have ourselves a little fun , don’t you ? “ Her head slowly nods , the sickness boiling in her stomach at his words. But little does he know that the hand rubbing against his leg is making it’s way to the knife latched to his belt. “ You’ve got a lot to repay us for and it’s so much easier when you don’t fight it. “
He was more than ready to get back home to the Sanctuary. Any time they had runs there was a risk of something happening, the fact that they were this far from home—it worried him. When you were gone for more than a couple days you never knew what life back at home would be like, if it would still be there. He knew he couldn’t be negative about it, he couldn’t let worry cloud his mind, he had a mission. The saviors were strong, they could keep the place standing without Negan for a couple days.
Once Wyatt dropped the body he moved to wipe the blood off on his pants before sheathing his knife. He looked over his shoulder, expecting to see the blonde there and was on high alert the moment he didn’t see her. She must have been nabbed.
The savior brought a hand to his face, scrubbing at it for a moment as he tried to think of the best way to go about this. He quietly walked back to the wall, peeking around the corner and seeing a cop too busy with his hands on Beth to even notice him.
“Piece of shit.”He whispered under his breath as he took his gun out from the back of his pants, the silencer was one but it was still a risk to use a fire arm. It was the only way he could get her from out of his grasp without her getting hurt.
He notices Beth’s hand on his leg, giving him an in for the rescue as he steps into the hallway to make sure he has his shot before pulling the trigger without hesitation. A bullet was sent right between the cops eyes sending him falling to the floor.
A slight turn of her head, a smile on her lips. “Yes, I am in…you don’t seem like a man that would take ‘no’ for an answer for this game.” Arms crossed over her chest, she leans against the wall watching him. “This should be fun.”
“You would be correct.” Wyatt said before pouring up two glasses and offering one up to her. “I’ll start off easy—”He began to say as his head tipped back slightly as he tried to think of something.
“I’ve never—been out of the country.”
starters / prompts taken from f. d. soul’s work , between you and these bones . feel free to change pronouns / tenses as necessary .
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A tilt of her dark head, a slight curve to her lips as she looked at him. “No, I have never played it…I have played other drinking games but not this one…” A wink given.
“You in or what?” Wyatt asked, a devilish grin on his lips as he took out a bottle of whiskey from the pantry along with two glasses. He wasn’t ready to take no for an answer.
She Didn’t Want Him To Feel Sorry For Her …
…she just wanted his help. To maybe have her faith in humanity restored - even just a little. Some how the idea of losing faith in the idea of there still being good people felt foreign to her and she hated feeling like that. No matter what she’s been through she has to make herself believe that there are still good people … not everyone could be like these people …. could they ?
She had hope for him. He did turn around when she asked him to and not once had he tried to slip a sneak peek - not that he would have been able to see anything , but that was highly beside the point. After dealing with some of the men here , that had already won him some serious brownie points with her. “ Some of the people here , they used to be police officers before the dead took over. They’ve been using that to their advantage in scaring people. “
She thought that was good information to pass along to him. It would at least let him know that they weren’t without weapons , but from the looks of things … neither was he. A part of her almost feels badly about leaving some of the others here , but the one she had been closest to - the one she risked her life for … Noah … he was already gone - left with the other group with the same idea that she was dead.
Slowly she started making her way over to him , legs feeling like they might give away with her - but with each step she took she got more and more steady. It was the will and desire she had to be free of this place that pushed her on. “ Even if we don’t make it .. thank you. “ She said again after him telling her not to thank him yet. “ Thank you for at least trying when I’m nothing but a stranger to you. “ And with that she was right behind him heading out of the door and back down the hallway. “ You have a big group of people ? “ She whispered in question behind him.
He had slipped past a pretend cop on his way to Beth’s room so he knew he was probably still somewhere on this floor. It was good to know that they had been real police officers at one time, they had training. Not like what you did in the old world really mattered anymore, somehow it was all just stripped away.
Wyatt wouldn’t feel at all terrible for killing any more of these fuckers, sounds like they deserved it. Still—he didn’t want to cause an all-out war, they were supposed to be in and out and on their way back to the sanctuary before nightfall. At least he had an advantage, the woman he was with knew this hospital better than he did.
He tossed her a look over his shoulder as she spoke up in case they didn’t make it. “We’re both makin’ it outta here.”He said, no doubt in his voice as he opened up the door and walked out once the coast was clear, motioning for her to come along.
Adrenaline pumped through him as he quickly pushed open the door leading to the stairway. He wanted to stay at least a couple paces in front of her in case there were some trouble that needed to be handled. Just as he turned the corner to get down the next level he had bumped right into a police officer, without any hesitation he took him out with a knife to the skull—finally releasing his breath as the body slumped to the floor.
@samcrodoc liked this for a smol starter
“Wait—you’ve really never played ‘I have never’? Come on—it’s the best drinking game of all time!”
Jax Teller ↦ “With an X” (04x06)
He Sounded Nice Enough ….
He didn’t have that creeper tone that made her skin crawl. She pulled herself up until she was sitting on the edge of the bed. While she would like to explain it all to him there was only so much she knew .. or at least could remember. “ The last people who came here looking to take me resulting in me being shot in the head - they were my family and thought it killed me.. so they left me here. “ There’s a look of sadness in her eyes. “ These people find girls out on the road and hit them with their cars , kidnap them and bring them here … “
There is a bitterness in her tone. “ You don’t even want to know the rest … “ She admitted and wished she hadn’t even been told about it .. wished she didn’t have nightmares about it. “ My family is gone and I’ll never find them again. I’d rather have died then to spend one more day in this place. “ She admitted with complete honesty. There was more she could tell him but for now he seemed like he was willing to help. She could tell him later if he wanted to know more.
She watched him until he reached the bag out to her. With a nod of her head she reaches out to take it. It was easy enough for her to sip on the boots but when it came to the polo shirt and the jeans she glances over to him. “ Could you …. ? “ She motioned with her finger for him to turn around. The idea of changing with him in the room was a bit unsettling but if it meant leaving this place …. she could do it.
Once he turned , she left on her robe and sipped into the jeans. Turning her back to him she slid her arms out of the robe and placed on the shirt. Finally she dared to slide off the bed and stand on her own to legs and at first her legs felt like jello. It took a moment for her to gain her balance. ‘ “ Thank you …. “ She wanted to say that and get it out of the way now … just in case she forgot to say it later.
Right—so this wouldn’t be easy at all, great—Negan would just love that. As long as Wyatt made it as easy as possible without running into any trouble he knew Negan wouldn’t give a shit about him bringing someone back, especially someone who seemed defenseless, Negan loved acting like a savior.
“Sorry to hear that.”Wyatt said, he knew what it felt like—what it felt like to hit rock bottom and to debate if death would be kinder. That’s where Wyatt was when Negan had found him and now? Now he was practically a king—he distracted himself from thinking about the old world and all he had lost.
“Yes m’am.” Wyatt said, throwing a hand over his eyes before turning around to face the wall, giving her her privacy. While he waited for her to change he went over the floor map in his head, trying to think of the best way to sneak her out and it was probably going to be the stairwell. That meant guards which meant he had to get his hands dirty, wouldn’t have been the first time.
“Don’t thank me yet—” He said before peeking out the window once more. Wyatt tossed a look over his shoulder to make sure she was dressed. He could tell by the way she was wobbling she was weak, that’d only make this more difficult. He unsheathed his knife, motioning for her to come over as his hand went for the door knob.
