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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[hasitsthorns]

[ No, no, and no. ]

Of course! Who do you take me for? [ Someone who knows absolutely nothing about caring for wounds because almost all hers were always healed for her. Which she is. But, hey, on the bright side she now knows what to do for the next time. If there is one. She hopes there isn't this has been awful enough. ]

I got it all under control.

[ Besides. He has way more to worry about, from the sound of it, than her stupid self not knowing basic self care. ]

[dirtyredneck]

Uh huh.

[It was really hard to tell if she was lying when he couldn't see her face. But he had a feeling she was, at the very least, downplaying the wound.]

Getting enough to eat? Didn't really take you for the sort that knew their way around the woods.

[hasitsthorns]

[ On the flip side, that's why she likes audio only. Texting was preferable but she can still manage this. He doesn't say anything else about the wound though, despite his doubts, so she is in the clear. Aw yis. ]

I am. I found some totally sweet snacks at the minimart. [ Sweet in the metaphorical and literal sense. The cherries aren't sitting well though, unfortunately. But before he says anything, she adds- ] Really, though, yeah. I grew up in, uh, a pretty harsh place so... These woods are kind of tame compared to it.

[ ... Walkers aside. Though even those aren't so bad compared to the monsters the Makai. ]

[dirtyredneck]

But you do know what's poisonous? Can you kill yourself something to get some meat?

[hasitsthorns]

[ What's poisonous to humans may not be to her. ]

I know at least the poisonous things that would immediately kill me. And yes! I can and have, in fact, killed my very own squirrel. [ It isn't much and was a tough bugger to catch, but she was a wolf no matter how domesticated she may have become in recent years. She'd be disappointed with herself if she couldn't get herself a meal despite how meager it may be. ]

[dirtyredneck]

...try not to get sick.

[Only advice he has left for her. He couldn't stop her from digging her own grave if he didn't know where to start looking.]

[hasitsthorns]

I can't make any promises, but... I'll do my best. Hope things get better on your end and that there aren't any more leopard man surprises or... anything.

[ He seems calmer now, anyway. Maybe just tired. At least he'll have one less person to worry about, if nothing else. ]

[dirtyredneck]

[She got a soft grunt and a barely audible 'thanks' for those words. He didn't exactly know what else to say. And until he could figure out where she actually was so he could start leaving some game where she'd find it, there wasn't much more he could do for her.]