Thread: Too Far Gone [Ama + Randomname98766789]

Eugene had wanted to jerry-rig something to force the door open Maggie had been a voice of reason. Angela, however, only maintained the illusion of staying calm. She had learned a damn lot of patience in her lifetime but fear? That was one feeling she had never learned how to shake. She was more worried for Tara than she was herself, which was ironic given that the brunette's training, which naturally gave Tara an advantage both physically and mentally. When the door to the train car was pulled open and familiar faces urged everyone to move and quick, Angela only hesitated just long enough to grab Tara's hand and then they were out. The fence appeared to be their best bets walker numbers were low, relatively low at least, and there was enough junk in the area to facilitate getting everyone over to the other side. Once they did that, they would have to just keep going. Did rick and the others have somewhere in mind to go after this? Angela figured not but she also tried to focus on the here and now. In fact, there was no other option. The horde around them looked like it had more walkers than she had ever seen... total. Holing up in an apartment and only leaving when need be had been their go-to and while in the past she had seen small groups, nothing was ever like this. Her pulse raced as she dashed towards the fence, taking down the dead as needed. While she did let go of Tara's hand she never ventured out of arm's reach and once they hit the fence she pushed her girlfriend forward to go over first. They were both stubborn - both would want the other to go first. One was going to have to just suck it up and if Tara tried to insist that Angela head across first she would relent. ---- Every time that Maggie Crowell found herself reunited with her husband, it was bigger than the last. First he had made his way back to her in the end of the world, then they had found each other after the prison fell. This time, he came from within the storm to those who remained anxious and panicked within the train car. Despite the fact that panic did no one good, it was impossible not to when they were left unaware of what was going on. All they knew was that the thick, throat-tightening smell of smoke was growing stronger and that the dead were moving in, groaning and shuffling outside while seemingly unaware of the treat that laid within the metal frame. Perhaps their smell was masked, perhaps there was simply too much external stimuli. Either way, when the door swung open Maggie's heart burst. While there was little time to make a scene of being reunited, she didn't hesitate to pull Josh straight in to her arms and kiss him hard. That was all she would get for now, though once they were in safety she would make a point to ask about what had gone on during the short period of time that the men had been gone. I'm so glad to see you, she said as she took the gun from him. Even though it would probably bother Josh that she wasn't the first one out of the car, Maggie was stubborn and she didn't budge until everyone else was out. Taking up the back, there was no time to stop - this was a mad dash to the fence in hopes of getting out, stopping to kill only what got in the way. Maggie downed dead one after dead one until they reached the fence.