06: Keep on Losing

[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl's doing his morning head count, checking the watch, jogging through the warehouse, taking mental note of where everyone was, when he realized one very important person wasn't there: Padme. Her notebook with the numbers was left next to her bed, but she wasn't around. After he realized she wasn't there, he noticed that the smartass and Leia were gone, too.

That wasn't normal. So to the earpieces he went:]

Padme! Han! Leia! Check your asses in!

[After several minutes without answer, he switched tactics:]

Hey! Anyone see Padme, Han, or Leia today? Know if they headed out together for a run?

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[dirtypizzaboy]

[He'd heard Daryl's voice on the earpiece, and found himself wondering if the individuals he'd asked after would reply or not. After all, he'd not seen any of them either; atypical, and he was worried. To hear the same reflected in Daryl's voice? Well, it didn't help matters.]

I haven't seen them, and no one's said anything to me, man.

[dirtyredneck]

Shit. They were around for yesterday's check. In the morning. Last time I saw any of them was Padme, mid-day, maybe? When's the last time you saw any of 'em?

[dirtypizzaboy]

[Glenn was silent for a moment, trying to recount everyone he'd talked to or even seen since the morning before.]

I saw Han around about the same time, mid-dayish. Since then? No.

[dirtyredneck]

Think they could have gone on a run together? Han was always looking for whatever he could strip down for parts for that radio of his. Pretty sure Padme was from the same place as him and Leia.

[He's trying to avoid the other option: that of sudden disappearance]

[dirtypizzaboy]

[He's quiet again, biting his lip gently while he thinks on the possibility.]

They could be, but one of them would have told someone. Especially Padme; she doesn't seem like someone who would just... go, nothing said at all.

[dirtyredneck]

Not if she thought Han or Leia already did. Leia's headstrong enough to take a group and not say anything 'til they get back.

[Han might just 'conveniently' forget to say something.]

Get your shit, gonna see if I can find a trail. You can back me up.

[dirtypizzaboy]

Good points, and I'll be right on that. I was thinking the same; I'm sure we'll find them, Daryl.

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[dirtyredneck]

[[Daryl wasn't so hopeful.]]

See you at the door.

[[He took about ten minutes to get all his gear together and an extra bag with what few supplies they had for binding wounds (cloth strips torn from old sheets and a clean bottle of water). Nothing that would weigh him down, but enough of their makeshift weaponry to take out a decent number of walkers or runners or a few cannibals if they got caught. Assuming they could find a trail.]]

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[notaafraidanymore]

Don't panic....