02: Ground Rules (Backdated to the 19th)

[dirtyredneck]

[[ooc: Backdated to shortly after this mess with Newt gets resolved and they're back inside the Gates.]

All ya'll talking shit about how we all gotta work together 'cause we're stuck here together best listen the hell up. You want to work together? FINE. First you gotta to is tell the rest of us what hell you can do. No more fucking surprises like some seven foot leopard man!

The only way to pool our goddamn resources are if we know what the fuck they are! And if you can do shit like that, then it's a goddamn resource!

I don't care where the hell you picked to hole your asses up, but if you're gonna talk to me and everyone else about how we should kum-by-fucking-ya, then you best be offering up your skills so we can take full advantage of them.

And don't make runs outside the walls alone no more without telling someone where the hell you're gonna be so we know to keep an eye on you! Hell, I don't even go hunting without telling Glenn I'll be out! You got people to rely on so rely on them!

Fucking hell, people!

[Daryl's angry because he cares. And he hates that he cares.]

[[ooc: open to action if anyone wants to be near him while he's making this rant]]

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[strangelic]

You seem angry.

[ Wow, Cas. Understatement. ]

[dirtyredneck]

What tipped you off, Jimmy John?

[strangelic]

It's Novak. Jimmy Novak.

And I can't change into a seven foot leopard monster, if that's what you're asking.

I'll tag our other thread in a mo ACTION

[limped]

[ Newt had been lingering by Daryl and Tommy on and off since he got back, ankle wrapped with torn cloth of some sort to put pressure on it. Hopping out of a tree on it and then running did him no favours.

The rant is about him and he is well aware, so once he's done with it, Newt steps forward to talk to him. ]

That was a shucky idea, savin' me. [ But his expression softens. ] Thank you.

[ But that's not why he's speaking up. ]

Tommy used to be a Runner, you could train him how to hunt. Jimmy seems like he'd be good for helpin' with farming or the injured - he's got the right personality for either. [ So, these were observations on what Newt had seen from people. ] we got builders too Han and the weird guy that hangs around Gamora. Ultimately it's up to everyone what they want to do, probably but offerin' ideas to them couldn't hurt.

I could do some farming if I could get my hands on some plants. [ Which is what he'd been trying to do when he was attacked. ]

[dirtyredneck]

You sit your ass down right now or I'll pick you up and sit you down for you.

[He huffed in some air, still breathing heavy and heart racing over that shit. But he took another breath to try and calm himself before lowering his voice and nodding at Newt's leg.]

You shouldn't be on that. Just gonna make it worse hopping around like that. Sit down.

[The rest of all that shit he'd address after Newt had parked his butt.]

[limped]

Slim it, I can walk just fine, shank.

[ Newt didn't hide his annoyance at the treatment, like he's some breakable runtcheeks. Excuse him, he's a teenager, mouthing off comes with that territory. ]

It's just a twisted ankle, it'll be fine. [ He'd landed on it wrong, it'd be okay, at least he hoped so. Last time something like this happened... well. But Newt relents a bit, finding a rusted car to lean against the hood. But then the relief of not having as much weight on it hits him and he finds himself pulling himself up on the hood of the car entirely so his legs dangle over it. ]

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[zimasoldier]

I'm sorry, pal.

[The sincerity in his tone wasn't feigned or sarcastic. He knew Daryl was probably talking, at least partly, about the kid, Newt, but he was also in hot water and guilty of something in Daryl's rant.]

You weren't awake and I needed to clear my head. I slipped up. Next time, I'll let you know.

[Why yes, that is shame in his voice. Whether Daryl even knows what Bucky's talking about, however, is uncertain as of yet. It did only happen this morning, after all, and Steve has kept him under close supervision.]

[Perma-Private Audio]

[dirtyredneck]

[He's already got a headache from all the other bullshit, Bucky's apology just made it all hurt more. He rubbed at the bridge of his nose before throwing his head back and taking a deep breath. Let out a long, heavy sigh.

When he spoke, his tone wasn't accusatory or angry. Just weary, tired.]

What happened?

[zimasoldier]

I was scouting the perimeter of the wall and found a few of those things. Took 'em out and...

[Okay, this is very hard for him to admit. Steve understood. Steve had actually faced the Winter Soldier. Daryl? He hadn't. Buck had lightly informed him, but he didn't know the severity of it.]

I don't know what happened. I blanked out. Came to near the outer edge of the forest with an axe in my shoulder. Steve checked me over. I didn't get bit. But I relapsed. I don't know if I killed whoever had the axe or if they attacked me first. I couldn't find a body.

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[pinner]

You're angry.

[Athena's never seen anyone angry like this before. Needless to say, she's a little freaked out by it. She keeps calm though and just stares over at Daryl from a good distance.]

You don't have to work with everyone if it's going to make you angry.

[She prefers it when he isn't.]

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[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl runs his hands down his face and takes a deep breath. He knows he's blowing up. But fucking hell!

He wanders over to a low, broken wall and leans over it, keeping his head buried in his hands. Tries to regulate his breathing.]

People being stupid makes me angry.

Action; because he was partially responsible for said rant

[allthesame2me]

[ Alex had shifted back to his human form, grimacing in response and feeling like a complete ass as Daryl yelled over the ear pieces. He flinches at the direct comment about himself, having nobody to blame but his own decision to not bring it up sooner. ]

You're right and I'm sorry... I wasn't trying to keep it from everybody and people that I helped back at the crash site knew... but you're right. I fucked up and should have brought it all up sooner. [ He exhaled, pushing his hair back from his face and chafed his hands over his arms. He was in now, so he was going in whole hog. ]

I've got the form you saw, this one, and a wholly feline leopard... a whole lot bigger, though. I heal fast... way faster than any human. I can change at any time.

[ He looks at Daryl, because if he was going to own this fuckup he was going to do it all the way. ]

...but I have to secure myself on the full moon because I can't control shifting then and am not safe... I lock myself up so I can't hurt anyone. This place has an old bank, and the vault door isn't electric, so I figured that's as safe an option as we have.

[dirtyredneck]

[That was a lot of shit to take in all at once, but that last part?]

The next full moon's in three days and you didn't think it was important to bring that up to everyone until now?

[Daryl swept his arm around to indicate the whole of the survivors, whether they were there or not.]

Someone's gonna have to lock you in that vault, get you food and water during the day, and watch it just to make sure you don't wreck your way out on account of it being weak enough with age to bend under however much power you got behind those claws of yours!

[He stepped right in to Alex's personal space, meeting his eyes unless Alex looked away.]

Were you just gonna starve yourself for three goddamn days? Take it all in on the first day and hope you don't go through it on the first night? And who the hell was gonna let you out? Those things don't open from the inside!

[filtered] far later; after things seem to go quiet on the Oasiskru's end.

[withstandings]

Your people will listen to you, you are strong.

[ She's been listening to everything whilst she's been doing her own hunting. ]

Your sentries need training however. Check your front gate.

[ At it will be a dead deer, homemade arrow sticking out of the side of its neck. There are no signs she was ever even there aside from the offer. She's never met this group of people, and whilst normally her feelings would be to wipe them out, they may be valuable allies down the road. ]

Reward your people instead of yell at them, they will not follow a leader they sense weakness from.

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[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl had long since headed off to the building his little group had found for themselves. Now he was heading back.]

We ain't watching the gates. Just keeping them closed and barred.

[Said casually after he realized no one else was hearing it since no one else had chimed in.]

Not enough people to make the whole of the city ours.

[And he wasn't really the leader of all of them, either. But he'd leave that jar of bees unshaken for now. He had kind of put his foot in his mouth and basically volunteered with that rant of his. Put his lot in to help all the idiots. Made him the biggest one of the lot.]

I'm assuming you left something worth calling a reward?

[nostalgiabomb]

Whoa-kay, man. Deep, soothing breaths. You're gonna give yourself a heart attack.

[dirtyredneck]

[There's a moment of silence before he gives an exasperated and annoyed:]

Shut the hell up, Peter.

[Another moment, and then - because the man's on the line and he might as well check in with all his people...]

You been safe, right? Your water and food stores still okay? I caught a couple rabbits yesterday if you and Gamora need some meat.

[hasitsthorns]

[ Rose thinks about making a quip about singing a happy song or deep breathing but instead opts to actually address some of what was said.

In sort of seriousness. ]

Well, I. I was never inside the walls. Does that mean I have to keep reporting in? Because I really doubt you wanna have to talk to me non-stop.

[dirtyredneck]

If you want any of the rest of us to be able to come find you when you're in trouble, then yes you gotta. If you don't care, then no, you don't.

[Said with all the sarcasm he can muster after having that long yelling match with Dean and Cas. Which wasn't much, considering how exhausted and just generally drained it left him.]

[shuckit]

If the Walkers actually only walked, Newt would've been fine. Don't yell at him for what's not his fault.

[ look no one bitches at his bff but him, okay? ]

I can run pretty fast for a long time, I can map, and I probably do engineering and tech, but I'm gonna need to practice on stuff first. I can climb and hide pretty well, and fight with a knife, machete or a spear. Good at puzzles and solving problems too.

[ a pause, and thomas exhales slowly, before adding on - ]

If we're putting everything forward, you oughta know - Newt and I only remember about three months of our lives. We might be good at more, but we don't remember it.

[dirtyredneck]

He asked if they sometimes ran and I said they do! The fresher ones with better legs will do it cause they still can. I didn't know these ones were still that fresh!

[Fuck you! He tried!]

The climbing is the shit you gotta worry about! Ain't never seen that before. If the virus is fucking... adapting or whatever the hell it is viruses do, then we got worse things to worry about than runners!

[Daryl heaved a heavy breath. That last part confusing him.]

What the hell happened to you?

[stabbyterms]

Calm down or I'll come over there and make you calm down.

[ And she doesn't mean that in a nice way.

Gamora isn't particularly pleased with shouting in her ear(piece), okay? ]

[dirtyredneck]

[First instinct was to snap back with 'you can damn well try' but he'd already worked himself up enough and was trying to calm down after the blow up with 'Jimmy'.

Instead, he took a deep breath and murmured:]

I'm tryin'.

[phaselocknroll]

Nothing is going to get solved by yelling at one another.

[ Does Maya need to teach you how to meditate, Daryl? She can do that. ]

Whatever happened to prompt this, I have healing abilities if someone needs them.

[dirtyredneck]

It'll make people listen! And maybe if they're listening, they'll learn enough to keep living another day.

[Daryl huffed at her. He was mostly drained but the whole holier-than-thou-no-fighting-lets-all-be-friends shit he'd been getting echoing from every direction got him just riled enough to be grumbly again.]

Newt sprained his ankle. You got a bullet for that?

[Yeah, he'd heard her own talk earlier.]