Rick looked down at the knife in his hand. He sighed, exhausted. HE had just finished his routine of clearing the fence, and he did not want to deal with newcomers. But, it seemed he had no other choice at the moment. He was the leader of this group, he had people. People he was responsible for, people he tried to keep safe. If there was any chance the newcomers would endanger his people, he'd shoot. End of it. Nothing much else to do about them. Rick nodded and put the knife back into his pocket. He looked around, to see if anybody had come with more news on the two newcomers. No one. He had heard one of them was wounded, but he feared it might be more. What if they were bitten? Bullet. What if they were a threat? Bullet. What if they...Never mind. Rick thought to himself. He had to remain calm through this. If he was going to be responsible about this, he couldn't be worrying so much. Everything was to be considered. But, there is a line between consideration and paranoia. A thin line, yes. But still a line. He stood up and walked down the cold, hard staircase, to the first floor. Rico didn't really want to leave Nathan but in order to prove they weren't a threat she had knew Nathan had been shot. But they might not believe her she had to hope that they did.
Rick noticed Rico, walking out the open cell door. He put his hand on his gun, in case he had to draw it, and draw it fast.
"You two alone?" he asked. Rico deiced diplomacy was the best option here
"Yes sir"she replied calmly. Rick nodded.
"What's his injury? Cut? It's not a bite, right?" he asked suspiciously. He knew how quickly people could get themselves to believe that a bite wouldn't take effect, but he knew the reality of it. If your bit, you turn. No exception.
"He's not bit. He got shot." Rico said.
"Who shot him? And did they follow you?" Rick questioned.
"I'm not quite sure who shot him. But I do have a guess as to who it was based on where were. I believe the governor shot him. And I have no idea if we were followed."Rico replied truthfully. Rick nodded.
"Names?"
"Rico and Nathan. " Rico replied. Rick sighed.
"You can stay here the night. If you wanna contribute, you can stay longer. I've got important things I gotta tend to…" Rick walked back up the staircase, muttering the words: "The governor…" Rico was relieved they might just help Nathan. She turned and walked back into the cell and sat next to Nathan. Nathan looked up.
"Hey, Rico…" he said, his voice still sounding somewhat quiet, as if it hurt to speak.
"We can stay the night and if were willing to contribute we can stay longer. You would have gotten a kick out of it I was being civil."Rico told Nathan. Nathan laughed slightly. But, this wasn't the best idea. He gripped his arm again.
"When can we get this damn thing out?" he asked, gritting his teeth.
"I don't know Nathan." Rico replied. Nathan sighed, calming himself down.
"Okay...do we know any of these people? We met Maggie, you met someone, but do we know anything about them?" he asked, wanting to make sure they weren't in danger.
"Not really but from the way they reacted hearing the governor was involved I can infer that they hate him. " she said. Nathan nodded, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah, I'm not his biggest fan either." he said.
"Nathan the man from earlier the one I just met might think u got bitten." She said.
"Then we'll just show him the wound, it's not a bite." Nathan said, sounding rather defensive.
"Nathan calm down." Rico said. Nathan remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay...just...I am NOT letting him think that. What if you end up getting hurt, and it isn't a bite. He isn't gonna try to put you down, and if he does, I swear…" Nathan trailed off.
"Nathan calm down. don't worry i'm not stupid enough to get bit. and you need to rest." Rico said sounding a little like she was Nathan's mother. Nathan nodded, somewhat reluctantly, and attempted to sleep.
"I wish he wouldn't worry about me so much." Rico thought aloud. Nathan, sleepily, tried to respond.
"I'm doing the work, why're you complaining…?" Nathan questioned
"Nathan what did i tell you? .sleep" Rico said a bit more sternly this time putting her hands on her hips. Nathan was already one step ahead. "He's just that stubborn that you'd think we were related" she said not to anyone in-particular.
"So...he's not bit?" a child's voice asked from outside the cell. Rico looked over at the person
"No he's not." she responded
"Good." the voice said. Rico went back to making sure Nathan was actually asleep.
"You do believe me that he wasn't bit, right?" she questioned. There was slight hesitation in the child's response.
"...yes." he finally said. Rico nodded she felt like she was gonna cry but,she didn't know why. "I'm Carl." the voice said. "What's your name?"
"I'm Rico he's Nathan." she said. The child nodded from outside the cell. There was a long moment of silence.
"He's shot?" Carl asked.
"yeah" Rico replied.
"Who shot him?"
"Im pretty sure it was the Governor." Rico said. Carl held his breath for a moment.
"You met him?" he asked.
"twice. both times in woodbury both times i ran way" Rico's voice trailed off " I'm not runn' the next time i see. the next time hes goin' down after what he did to Nathan….i'm gonna kill him" she growled out in a threatening tone of voice.
"You two related? You and Nathan?"
"Nah" Rico said her accent finally showing itself.
"You from the south?"
"Yeah" Rico said. Carl didn't answer. He wasn't quite sure what to say. He never had been one for conversation, ever since his mother died. an uncomfortable silence settled in.
"I should, uh...go n' help my Dad." Carl said, walking to the staircase, and up to the second floor. rico leaned against the wall and closed her eyes. really my accent showed up now of all times?! she thought to started to hum the song hotel california by aced for her guitar to me in her hands right now her fingers itched to strum those oh so familiar strings. to let the music she created take her back to a time long ago. but that wouldn't happen now the governor destroyed that way of getting back to the old days.
Suddenly, multiple gun shots could be heard from outside. Rick ran down the staircase and looked into the cell.
"Were you followed?!" he asked, urgently.
"i don't know" Rico replied "but if i was ill gladly help you" she added as an after thought. Rick nodded.
"Grab whatever weapon or firearm you have and get out there!" Rick ran out the entrance. rico grabbed her 45 and crossbow and followed Rick out the entrance.
Rick and Rico ran to the fence, where Carl, Glen, and someone else had guns to it. But, there was no one to shoot at.
"What are you doing?!" Rick asked. Carl looked up at him.
"Sorry, Dad. False alarm, Glen dropped our knife on the other side of the fence, so we had to shoot our way through." he explained. Glen seemed to refuse to make eye contact with Rick. Rick sighed, frustration rattling his voice.
"Next time somethin' like this happens, send someone to tell me." he snapped, walking back to the prison. Rico walked back to the prison to go make sure Nathan didn't have a heart attack or something. Nathan was sitting up in the bed, his eyes wide, and he was breathing hard.
"What happened?!" he asked, panic in his voice. rico walked in
"lay back down it was a false alarm." she replied trying to calm nathan's nerves.
"False alarm?! Five shots went off!"
a knife got dropped on the other side of the fence and they had to shoot their way through. its fine nathan." she said glad he wasn't awake to hear her accent earlier. Nathan sighed, trying not to seem on-edge.
Rick looked down at the knife in his hand. He sighed, exhausted. HE had just finished his routine of clearing the fence, and he did not want to deal with newcomers. But, it seemed he had no other choice at the moment. He was the leader of this group, he had people. People he was responsible for, people he tried to keep safe. If there was any chance the newcomers would endanger his people, he'd shoot. End of it. Nothing much else to do about them. Rick nodded and put the knife back into his pocket. He looked around, to see if anybody had come with more news on the two newcomers. No one. He had heard one of them was wounded, but he feared it might be more. What if they were bitten? Bullet. What if they were a threat? Bullet. What if they...Nevermind. Rick thought to himself. He had to remain calm through this. If he was going to be responsible about this, he couldn't be worrying so much. Everything was to be considered. But, there is a line between consideration and paranoia. A thin line, yes. But still a line. He stood up and walked down the cold, hard staircase, to the first floor. Rico didn't really want to leave nathan but in order to prove they weren't a threat she had knew nathan had been shot. But they might not believe her she had to hope that they did.
Rick noticed Rico, walking out the open cell door. He put his hand on his gun, in case he had to draw it, and draw it fast.
"You two alone?" he asked. Rico deced diplomacy was the best option here
"Yes sir"she replied calmly. Rick nodded.
"What's his injury? Cut? It's not a bite, right?" he asked suspiciously. He knew how quickly people could get themselves to believe that a bite wouldn't take effect, but he knew the reality of it. If your bit, you turn. No exception.
"He's not bit. He got shot." Rico said.
"Who shot him? And did they follow you?" Rick questioned.
"I'm not quite sure who shot him. But I do have a guess as to who it was based on where were. I believe the governor shot him. And I have no idea if we were followed."rico replied truthfully. Rick nodded.
"Names?"
"Rico and Nathan. " rico replied. Rick sighed.
"You can stay here the night. If you wanna contribute, you can stay longer. I've got important things I gotta tend to…" Rick walked back up the staircase, muttering the words: "The governor…" rico was relieved they might just help nathan. She turned and walked back into the cell and sat next to nathan. Nathan looked up.
"Hey, Rico…" he said, his voice still sounding somewhat quiet, as if it hurt to speak.
"We can stay the night and if were willing to contribute we can stay longer. You would have gotten a kick out of it I was being civil."rico told nathan. Nathan laughed slightly. But, this wasn't the best idea. He gripped his arm again.
"When can we get this damn thing out?" he asked, gritting his teeth.
"I don't know nathan." Rico replied. Nathan sighed, calming himself down.
"Okay...do we know any of these people? We met Maggie, you met someone, but do we know anything about them?" he asked, wanting to make sure they weren't in danger.
"Not really but from the way they reacted hearing the governor was involved I can infer that they hate him. " she said. Nathan nodded, trying not to laugh.
"Yeah, I'm not his biggest fan either." he said.
"Nathan the man from earler the one I just met might think u got bitten." She said.
"Then we'll just show him the wound, it's not a bite." Nathan said, sounding rather defensive.
"Nathan calm down." Rico said. Nathan remained silent for a moment, then nodded.
"Okay...just...I am NOT letting him think that. What if you end up getting hurt, and it isn't a bite. He isn't gonna try to put you down, and if he does, I swear…" Nathan trailed off.
"nathan calm down. don't worry i'm not stupid enough to get bit. and you need to rest." rico said sounding a little like she was nathan's mother. Nathan nodded, somewhat reluctantly, and attempted to sleep.
"I wish he wouldn't worry about me so much." Rico thought aloud. Nathan, sleepily, tried to respond.
"I'm doing the work, why're you complaining…?" Nathan questioned
"Nathan what did i tell you? .sleep" Rico said a bit more sternly this time putting her hands on her hips. Nathan was already one step ahead. "He's just that stubborn that you'd think we were related" she said not to anyone imparticular.
"So...he's not bit?" a child's voice asked from outside the cell. rico looked over at the person
"No he's not." she responded
"Good." the voice went back to making sure Nathan was actually asleep.
"You do belive me that he wasn't bit, right?" she questioned. There was slight hesitation in the child's response.
"...yes." he finally said. Rico nodded she felt like she was gonna cry but,she didn't know why. "I'm Carl." the voice said. "What's your name?"
"I'm Rico he's Nathan." she said. The child nodded from outside the cell. There was a long moment of silence.
"He's shot?" Carl asked.
"yeah" Rico replied.
"Who shot him?"
"Im pretty sure it was the Governor." Rico said. Carl held his breath for a moment.
"You met him?" he asked.
"twice. both times in woodbury both times i ran way" rico's voice trailed off " Im not runn' the next time i see. the next time hes goin down after what he did to nathan….i'm gonna kill him" she growled out in a threatening tone of voice.
"You two related? You and Nathan?"
"Nah" Rico said her accent finally showing itself.
"You from the south?"
"Yeah" Rico said. Carl didn't answer. He wasn't quite sure what to say. He never had been one for conversation, ever since his mother died. an uncomfortable silence settled in.
"i should,uh...go n' help my dad." Carl said, walking to the staircase,and up to the second leaned against the wall and closed her eyes.
really my accent showed up now of all times?! she thought to herself she started to the song Hotel California by Engels. Rico aced for her guitar to be in her hands right now, her fingers itched to strum those oh so familiar strings. to let the music she created take her back to a time long ago,but that wouldn't happen now. the governor had destroyed that way of getting back to the old days.
Suddenly, multiple gun shots could be heard from outside. Rick ran down the staircase and looked into the cell.
"Were you followed?!" he asked, urgently.
"i don't know" Rico replied "but if i was ill gladly help you" she added as an after thought. Rick nodded.
"Grab whatever weapon or firearm you have and get out there!" Rick ran out the entrance. rico grabbed her 45 and crossbow and followed Rick out the entrance.
Rick and Rico ran to the fence, where Carl, Glen, and someone else had guns to it. But, there was no one to shoot at.
"What are you doing?!" Rick asked. Carl looked up at him.
"Sorry, Dad. False alarm, Glen dropped our knife on the other side of the fence, so we had to shoot our way through." he explained. Glen seemed to refuse to make eye contact with Rick. Rick sighed, frustration rattling his voice.
"Next time somethin' like this happens, send someone to tell me." he snapped, walking back to the prison. Rico walked back to the prison to go make sure Nathan didn't have a heart attack or something. Nathan was sitting up in the bed, his eyes wide, and he was breathing hard.
"What happened?!" he asked, panic in his voice. rico walked in
"lay back down it was a false alarm." she replied trying to calm nathan's nerves.
"False alarm?! Five shots went off!"
a knife got dropped on the other side of the fence and they had to shoot their way through. its fine nathan." she said glad he wasn't awake to hear her accent earlier. Nathan sighed, trying not to seem on-edge.
Nathan didn't fall asleep. He sat and listened to Rico voice carried through the prison, seeming as if she wanted to calm everyone's nerves.