Thread: What Do You Fear? [randomname98766789 and Amaranthine]

Alicia was grateful that they were welcome to dock without a fight. After what felt like ages on the water she was starting to feel like there was nowhere to go from here and while she appreciated being able to spend time with Bryce she had to wonder how long they would be able to keep going before they ran out of fuel or found themselves in danger as Strand worried about. The children gave her a chance to relax again, and watching Bryce interact with them brought a warmth to her heart. She had always known that he would be good with children even though she had never seen him with them, and for a moment she found herself wishing for something she could never have - children. It wouldn't be right to welcome one in to the world any more, not this world. Maybe somehow things would go back to normal one day but she was starting to doubt that, and the loss of that world meant the loss of so many things she was supposed to enjoy. College, marriage, having a baby. The thought was saddening but she did her best to push it to the back of her mind and focus on the now, where Willa was singing ring around the rosie and asking about what a posie was, leaving her to try to explain the black plague in a child friendly manner. Back on the ship later that night she originally went back to her room with Bryce. They talked about everything, talked about how they were supposed to live in this world, but as the night wore on she found herself restless and asked if he would mind if she went up to the deck by herself for a moment. She had a lot on her mind with everything going on, and she had wound up catching Nick on the bench. The two had the chance to talk, actually talk - it was a rarity for the Clark siblings to genuinely be able to interact with each other. Nick was always high or gone or, well, she just didn't know what to say. It wasn't too long before she left him there and returned to her room, where she found Bryce still awake. She curled up to him and whispered a soft good night before passing out almost instantly. The events of the day had taken their toll and maybe tomorrow would bring better things. She woke first, before Bryce and as much as she wanted to let him sleep she also wanted to head upstairs and see what the day would bring them. Sleep and waking up next to him had quelled her worries and she gently roused him from his slumber. Hey, it's morming time sleepyhead, she said softly with her lips close.to his ear. ---- The Gearys didn't seem like bad people, but for some reason Anna felt... Well, off. Maybe it was the withdrawal, Nick, the whole the dead are walking among us shit that was going on around them. She couldn't place a specific cause for her worry so she elected to blame it on all of the above. While the Clarks had gone inside, she elected to stay outside and she spent a good part of the night laying down on solid ground with her hands crossed over her belly with her shirt riding up to her naval and her eyes closed. She focused on her breathing and keeping herself from picking a fight or trying to raid the house for something, anything that would take the edge off. Only when she heard the sounds of the family returning leaving the little house did she move, and she sat up much too fast. She brought her hand to her spinning head until it calmed, and then beat the family back to the yacht. By the time they got there she was already back there, this time lounging on the deck. She didn't know if she would return to her room that night or not - with the open sea no longer rocking the boat, quite literally, she had a chance to enjoy the fresh air without feeling additionally queasy. Anna moved eventually, finding her room before the Clark siblings had ended up on the bench. Before she knew it morning had come and voices outside her door awoke her. She had always been a light sleeper so she knew the activity must have been new and everyone else was just rising. Did she leave the room or was there even a point? While Madison and Travis weren't hostile she could tell the friendliness was fake, Alicia didn't even try... Nick made sure he knew he hated her and she was sure Bryce knew something or another about her by now and would want nothing to do with her. Her best bet was with Ofelia and while the two had gotten to talking before she still felt like her presence there was more a burden than anything else. She left eventually though she threw a black button down over her tank top and didn't do it up and then made her way to the main area to grab something quick to munch on. Everyone already seemed to have risen.