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

The overall idea of Murphy just.. exploding with the submarine had 10k's heart slightly sinking in his chest. They'd been traveling for so long, nearly reaching their destination countless times with something always in the way to block a safe passage. Accidents, deliberate actions.. Their rag-tag group had experienced more in the handful of years that they'd been thrown together than Ten Thousand had ever imagined possible. All because of one individual that had roped them all commonly together, besides the fact that they were a portion of the good survivors still kicking around. There was little remorse for Alvin Murphy himself when thinking about that possible outcome but the cure that lingered in that man's veins? It was enough to make him want to visibly wince luckily he didn't and roll his eyes at the events they'd overcome, only for it all to crumble apart. Honestly? I don't know. I barely remember anything after getting this, he answered, gesturing to the bandage they had replaced over his gunshot wound. Currently, that's where he left his explanation, knowing he'd have plenty of time to get his details in order. Better to let his concussion continue fading away before he strained his brain too much, anyway. 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 10k's eyes slightly winced as she trailed, shifting physically as though her trail off wasn't enough of a gesture for him to pick up on. Instantly, his eyebrows furrowed slightly together, and there was a silent nod, eyes falling from her own in slight respect, not wanting to pry the issue any further. The way she had carried on the conversation without making further reference to her Dad told the sharpshooter everything he needed to know about that topic - it wasn't up for general discussion. Something he could at least relate to, even slightly talk of his Father wasn't common, even among the group he'd been traveling with. It had taken a complete stranger who reminded him of his Father to bring the slightest information into the open about the last moments of their relationship.. Some things were just better left unsaid. From how Willa spoke of him, though, 10k could definitely appreciate the morals he had passed down to his kids. Morals that resonate strongly in his own soul. Naturally, as the teen mirrored his slip-up verbally, his eyes widened a bit, only to relax the moment her laughter hit his ears. It was slightly comforting, the fact that she took his subtle sentence in good-heart, allowing him to let the comment fade off into silence. 10k was more than willing to fill the newfound silence with his question about their compound, deciding that it was much better to keep the conversation on her rather than his own embarrassment. As Willa began to answer his question, the rest of the pea pod into his mouth, chewing it slowly. Finger-less gloved hands routed for another pod of peas from the handkerchief before he was even done swallowing what he'd already been chewing in his mouth, listening as intently as the black lipstick lining the woman's lips before him allowed occasionally finding his eyes attracted to the duality. Smart.. he commented softly between chews as she finished her explanation, his comment directed more-so to their plans of growing food that could be stored for non-harvesting seasons. The idea of having a stationary location in order to do something like that almost blew his mind away.. But, he hadn't been in the same position as these people in the past three years. There'd only ever been on agenda for him to follow, and that was getting Murphy to California unscathed. These people only had survival on theirs. As Willa returned the favor, asking a question about him now, he smirked slightly at the way she worded it. In this day in age, you had to be good at something to have gotten this far - no matter what it was, there was something . Shifting the last pea from its pod, 10k popped it into his mouth and gave it a quick chew before he began his answer. In short? Surviving. A soft chuckle escaped, knowing how vague of an answer that was. But 10k was prepared to offer further explanation - it was the least he could do after their hospitality. Mostly, I grew up on a national park with my Dad. He taught me everything I needed to take care of myself fishing, hunting, shooting.. Trailing for a moment, the canister of water was reached for, and 10k sipped the liquid into his mouth. As the dark haired male lowered it into his lap, both hands came to cup around its curve, focusing slightly more on its feel than where his eyes were aimlessly glancing. Shooting, for the most part, he finally concluded his answer, eyes shifting up from the mouth piece on the canister to Willa's eyes. Rifles. But I've made use out of a lot less. You'd be surprised the velocity a slingshot can have, with the right ammo. Quiet, and virtually anything could be slung from the band the only thing needed to take into consideration was the distance and wind strength. The fact that he always made sure to give himself some legroom between him and his target always ensured he had enough time to calculate those factors. Have you run into any.. problems with other people? he eventually asked, replacing the canister in his hands for the remaining fish. The distant thought of having the Zeros in the area was enough to make 10k question exactly how far their reach had spread. But with the amount of supplies they seemed to have, and the relaxed atmosphere about keeping him there, a part of him knew he was most likely worrying over nothing. At least, for Willa's people, he was worrying for nothing - as far as he knew, his ragtag group could be getting tailed. A slight sense of uneasiness washed over him physically, and the bite that 10k had been about to take from the fish was instantly rethought stopping mid-motion, he lowered his hand, lips pulling into an unsure line. Glancing up from the fish, the question he had spoken moments earlier was disregarded, and he spoke before she could get a proper answer out to it. Do you have a tower here? Any kind of frequency capability? Anything that would be able to transmit or receive a signal would be good enough for 10k. Not that he had any idea what he was doing when it came to technical stuff - but if they had a working transmitter here, then that meant that someone would hopefully know how to operate it. If he could just get contact out to Citizen Z..