Thread: puppies and kittens // virginia greene & sixlikesgore.

Willa allowed a look of relief to cross her face. She might not have known the woman, but the idea of dying in an explosion or drowning both seemed like theyd suck. But the guy you were asking about was, right? We always net some zombies, so if you want to know if we picked him up, youll have to tell us what he looks like or come out to check yourself. Otherwise how would he know? But we had to get over there, and I think youd been in the water for a while so its possible someone had gotten out already. Maybe it wasnt a good idea to encourage optimism, but she wanted to have it, too. And if she couldnt encourage optimism in others, she probably couldnt keep it for herself. Still, she didnt sound entirely sure, because she still didnt know what had blown up. What happened? We heard an explosion, but there were just bits. They hadnt seen anything until they got there. It was probably a good thing 10k didnt mind the company, because he wasnt going to get much alone time for a while. Until at least a few hours of her getting to talk with him and keep an eye on him, so she could decide if she trusted him. And then hed have someone outside the door anyway. Right now she needed to get a better feel for him. Shed understand if he needed to rest and probably excuse herself from the room or at least from the area, but right now Willa wanted to talk while he seemed to have the strength for it. Instead of acknowledging his response to her threat, she gestured to the water bottle. Sorry if its a little bit salty. Wont be enough to cause any issues, salt water wasnt exactly great for people, after all, but occasionally its like that. None of us really notice anymore, but it might be weird for someone new. Just a little bit of an aftertaste, though when the water was salty they boiled it and tried to mix it with mint leaves if they had them. It was up to the people whod been out collecting to identify that the water was a little saltier and then find the place that had the wild mint, and pick it up. So not everybody did it. It wasnt a necessity by any means, so it was definitely a risk done just to make people enjoy things a little bit more. Which meant that mostly it was Willa who did it. The sound he made surprised her a tiny bit. It shouldnt have, but it was she didnt know what. The poor guy must have been half starved, or at least not in any position to access cooked food like this. They had some forks and plates, but it was the apocalypse and dishes that got used had to be washed. Along with that, and a little bit more important in this situation, they were made of metal and porcelain and those were both things that could be turned into weapons. She didnt want to get stabbed by a fork. Didnt think he would, but better safe than stabbed. She didn't want to distrust people or threaten them though she considered that to have been pretty kild, but she couldn't change reality. To her, it was part of the house rules - before the apocalypse it was things like 'take your shoes off' or 'don't go in the master bedroom', now it was 'cross is and die'. Didn't mean she wasn't welcoming. She liked that laugh. A moment later though, Willa shook her head. My dad used to say that treating human life like a commodity made people less human. Help people because they deserve to be helped. Were all gonna be in a bad place eventually. It She cleared her throat and shifted into a slightly more comfortable position, anyway, life debts are exhausting. Just work because everyone had to work to survive, and because hopefully hed get attached to the people and want to help out to keep them alive and happy like she did. We do pretty well for ourselves. She made it sound like it was no big deal, though she looked a little bit pleased. Sometimes there was clam or crab, but the vegetables were the big rare treat these days and she knew it, so the young woman didnt bother to mention those. Or the seaweed, that was just rattling off excess information. The expression on his face while he ate was more than enough to have a small smile tugging at Willas lips. Everyone else was used to this, it created a brief warmness in her, enjoying the fact that he enjoyed it. Heaven? She looked a little surprised and then laughed, a warm and good natured sound, though it was brief. Ive been hoping heaven has showers and hamburgers. But maybe it seemed like it to other people. It was a good setup, and Willa didnt know just how good it was compared to other set up camps. Shed only ever really seen fortified houses or people boarded up in stores. She couldnt fault him for asking questions, she probably would have too. But it took Willa a moment to answer, because she wanted to think about how much she was willing to talk about. Since this all started. My dad worked here, he brought us and like six others in after everything started. He and one of our neighbors were really the ones who cleared it out. After that we reinforced things and more people showed up. The roof is flat, so basically the whole things a garden. That question had been pretty implied. We started year one, real early on, because the positives outweighed the negatives and some people had seen enough zombie movies to assume that no help was coming. Had to get the dirt from the courtyard one bucket at a time. A section of it was now for compost, because roof dirt would run out of nutrients on its own. But they had a lot of fish scraps, and in a sealed container with other things it composed quiet well. We mostly grow food that can be dried, and then store it for the winter. She was revealing the information because she wanted to trust him. She got a good feeling from the guy, and trusting her guy when it came to people had worked out more often than it not. So what are you good at, 10k? Survivors had skills, sometimes specific ones that were very useful. He looked too young to be a doctor or even in med school, probably too young to have been military, but he looked strong.