walkietalkie: (but he was a bad guy right?)
Clementine ([personal profile] walkietalkie) wrote in [community profile] bakerstreet 2012-11-26 04:47 am (UTC)

[[ w-whoa we met on the last role call, I already had you added. MY BAD. ]]


[ She knows how much weaker she looks without pointing the gun, and that makes her really nervous, but both of them know she isn't gonna kill anyone so what's the point of pretending? All she can do is hope the man didn't lie, hope he really isn't gonna hurt her after all. He doesn't look like a nice person--he looks kind of like a wild-man, actually, and his accent is the same as the men on the dairy who ate Mark for dinner--but her judge of character is usually pretty good and right now it's leaning toward 'safe'. Safe-ish, anyway.

'Ain't seen nobody like that.' Her stomach drops with the weight of how high she'd gotten her hopes. She shouldn't have, she knows, but there was always that itty bitty chance... 'Ain't no trains around here, neither.' Clementine swallows hard, glancing around. She was pretty sure this way was the way to the train tracks. Is she going the wrong way?

'Where'd you come from?' ]
Atlanta. But we were in Savannah looking for a boat and my mom and dad.

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