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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[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. ]

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl let the kid have his mouthing off time and just stared at him until he did what he'd been told.]

You want plants, you should be looking in the city for them. Athena and I found the remains of a grocer with plenty of fruits and veggies all jumbled up and growing together. You want some of the seeds they have, you can ask Athena to take you.

[He wasn't touching the Jimmy topic with a six foot pole.]

[limped]

[ That..... Was an annoyingly easy answer and it shows that he's annoyed by it. ]

Could have shared that with the rest of us. Good that, I'll have to ask her. If we start growin' our own food we won't have to go out there as much.

[ His hand moves up to rub at his chin for a moment in thought before he starts chewing on a blunt finger nail. He'll just share all his opinions whilst he's being forced to sit down. ]

Instead of tellin' people where we go when we go, we should also use the buddy system. If there are a lot of those Whacker Walkers out there, then it's a lot more dangerous. People are gonna go out there no matter what, I can tell ya the only way to keep Tommy from doing that is to lock him up or break his legs.

Maya sounded like she was good with weapons, and she's got - uh. [ The tattoo thing. He gestures to his arm. ]

[dirtyredneck]

Figured with the way you been hopping around, you'd have found some of your own already.

[Daryl answered, deadpan. Thomas and Newt had been talking like they knew what they were doing, so he'd been letting them do what they knew how to. He wasn't trying to lord over anyone. Just keep the group alive.]

Yeah. I heard her talking about them.

[He was glad someone was being upfront about it without prompting. Made things easier.]

Can only enforce runner teams if people agree to that as a rule. I can get those that've signed on with me to agree, but that's maybe a third of us.

[limped]

I don't "hop" around - it isn't that bad.

[ Newt shifts to pull his injured ankle closer to him, up on the hood, his hand going to the injury to rub at it through the wrap. ]

I've been getting soil, and things to collect rain water.

[ Not plants. ]

Better than none of us. It's a start.

[ His gaze draws up from his ankle to Daryl, dark eyes watching him. ]

Once my ankle's less busted, I can watch and see what everyone else is good at, if ya want. I've been stayin' in the city for the most part anyway.

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl frowned, then rubbed his eyes. He was putting up with too much bullshit right now. Really? Offended at a turn of phrase.]

Hell, kid, I wasn't making fun of your limp. It's just a way of saying you're into a lot of shit and got a lot of energy. You move around a lot.

[Another sigh.]

There's no need to be collecting so much rain water right now. There's a whole lake to draw water from. It ain't so close to that hotel half of you are intent on making yours, but there's a place me and some others... Athena, Glenn, Bucky, Steve... we're staying at on the water's edge. Got a high fence with spikes on the top. Room for everyone. We can pull you up plenty of water.

...if you want.

[He really didn't like that hotel or understand the eagerness to take it, but if that's the home the others wanted to build. He'd help them make it. Thomas and Newt were his anyway.]

When you're ankle's less busted I'm teaching you to track and trap.

[limped]

If ya don't get things done ya start gettin' complacent. You lose hope. No point sittin' around with my thumb up my ass.

[ The words seem to have a lot of meaning to the boy, something he's said to countless people in countless different ways. He'd lost hope once in the Maze, climbed the tallest ivy he could find and jumped. He has a limp to remind him of that for the rest of his life. ]

And if those things don't kill ya, losin' hope will.

[ The information about the spot Daryl's chosen isn't unwelcome, but Newt shakes his head. ]

It gives me somethin' to do, and saves me the trips, might as well have water in two places in case everything gets jacked up. The hotel's tall enough I can see a good deal of what's goin' on below.

[ He likes it like that. ]

Like hunting?

[dirtyredneck]

Nah. Not yet. Hunting can wait until after you're good enough at tracking to tell a cat from a dog by the print.

[Get a big enough cat, they looked an awful lot like a dog's.

After a moment he lowered his voice so only Newt could hear him]

Just... be careful over there. Don't want you getting trapped in that place. Ain't got any good defenses. Tall don't really save you. You get cut off from below, you ain't got anywhere to run.