Post by ashestoApples on Feb 3, 2015 0:04:28 GMT -6
Candyleptic: "Look at them, what idiots." Malina scoffed as she watched their group drop their weapons around the newcomers. Her and her brother were a good distance away, each with a notepad for taking tallies of various supplies and the like.
Rashad marked a few more numbers, "Well, actually, it's a fairly decent plan. I mean, they ARE establishing that we mean no harm, despite the fact that we obviously outnumber them. Plus, they are apparently in need of supplies, if they are willing to risk coming in here."
Malina clicked her pen so hard it jammed; "YEAH but we don't KNOW there's only them. There could be more, waiting to ambush us. It wouldn't be the FIRST time-" She froze when she saw Tunman cut a glance to her from near Lorna''s group. "Stupid Tunman..." She muttered before turning around to Rashad again, who let out a sigh.
"If you're not planning on doing any ACTUAL work Malina, why don't you go and try to make friends with those kids over there?" He motioned towards Conrad and the others. "Everyone else is about to return to work, I wager, so you could probably get away with it."
"They're not kids!" Malina huffed, "Everyone my age is too stupid to be alive!” Still, she handed him her notebook. Still beat work! "Fine fine! I'm gonna fight them though."
"NO. Hey, no fighting. No."
"Yeah." She turned to leave and Rashad sighed, only to turn to look down the aisle to see Rick zoom down with a shopping cart. He had seen a lot of things. Never that though...
Kryss: Skylar was quick to put her gun away. It made her nervous, anyway. At the permission to raid the store, as she heard it (and the sight of the nearly-full clothing racks) she squealed and grabbed Conrad's offered arm, dragging him forward.
"I WONDER IF THEY HAVE ANY SKIRTS???" she cried. It wasn't common for Walmart to carry skirts, but maybe she would be lucky. Maybe.
Macxcheese: Jane: She quickly tied her bandana over her lower face and reluctantly followed the others inside. Seeing all those people made her soooo nervous. She was practically shaking by the time Lorna had gotten the situation under control. She made sure to stay in the back of the group and was seriously considering bailing now and forever holding her peace.
Finally everyone started clearing out. Jane followed behind Skylar and Conrad, and could only manage a small laugh at Conrad’s joke. She awkwardly put her arm behind her head and looked at the ground, hoping he’d get the message that she wouldn’t be taking his arm. It didn’t seem he would notice though since Skylar was already dragging him away. Jane took one look at the other group behind them and tried to keep up.
ashestoApples: Conrad: "WOAH, whoa, alright wow, you meant it when you said you wanted clothes." As he began to find a pace that could match hers he looked back to Jane with a 'sorry' expression. Big eyes helped! He mouthed, "You okay, Jane?" Honestly, he was worried about her exactly 101% of the time.
Candyleptic: Malina stood in front of the skirts- it wasn't hard to guess where they were going considering the older girl YELLED it for the world to hear! Geez. When they got close enough, she shrugged and gave them a condescending tone, "So WHY are you looking for skirts if you need supplies? Skirt as so stupid! AND YOU." She pointed at Conrad. "YOU- Fuck." She thought for a moment before muttering an accidentally normal "Hang on a second." She quickly jogged back to Rashad, who was still taking shock, and called out, "HEY, What is 'this' called? English?" She pointed to her face. Rashad laughed, "Actually, the word for that would be cheek." She growled, "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT! You know what I mean! The spot!"
"The spot??"
"YES the brown spot!"
Rashad laughed, "The word you're looking for is 'mole."
She bounded back to the group again and when she was close enough to yell at them, she did!
"YOU. You're MOLE looks like a target! I just want to shoot it! Why has no one shot it!? WHY. AND YOU." She pointed to Jane, "YOU look like a cowgirl! WHY. WHY." She crossed her arms. She felt so much better! She hasn't had fun with kids for ages!!
Back to Rashad, he took more numbers before cart wheels filled up the aisles again, and he turned to see Rick whirl past again. Okay, he TOTALLY had to know what was going on here. Rashad slowly made it to the corner and looked right, only for Rick to come from the other side, not noticing him, and speed away. Amazing. The American's were right, there were weird people in Walmarts!!
Kryss: Skylar: She was a little startled by the shouting match the girl seemed to be trying to instigate, but instead of angry, she just kind of found it funny. She drew herself up and said very hardcore, "Skirts are among the most essential of supplies, any intelligent survivor knows that."
That said, she ran around her and started rifling through the rack, looking for the cutest picks. She caught Jane's eye. Worried about the younger girl, she nodded her head to the side. "Do you want to come over here? I think some of these will fit you."
Macxcheese: Jane’s eyes were bouncing all over the place, and she nodded when they met with Conrad’s. She was definitely not okay, but she wasn’t telling him that.
Then suddenly a girl started yelling at them and Jane freaked! She backed away as she continued to berate them, and was honestly offended at the cowgirl remark! Country chic had been in before the apocalypse! She caught her breath by the time Skylar inquired about trying on skirts, and Jane shook her head “no”. She was actually pretty embarrassed by now, what with everyone asking her if she was okay. She inspected the store’s signs and found one advertising pants. “I’m gonna go look for some jeans,” she said quickly, and started off towards them.
ashestoApples: Conrad's eyes followed Jane and he self-consciously covered up his mole. "Honestly, I'm sorry to say that dresses don't get me excited, so I think I'll go look at jeans too!" He headed off toward Jane, only jogging slightly to keep up. It was actually pretty easy because she was so tiny! "Jane! Wait up! I think jeans are more my style than dresses, don't you?" he tried to be innocent about it all, he really did!
Kryss: Skylar sighed as she watched them go. She wished she could follow them, but she always seemed to make Jane uncomfortable, which made her really sad. She really, really liked Jane and wished she knew how to get her to like her back. She already knew she needed to be treated gently, despite what she may have seemed like as a celebrity, and she tried to do that. And for some reason, seeing Jane and Conrad hang out together, alone, made her sad as well. Her eyes lingered on both of them before turning back and looking through the skirts much less enthusiastically than before.
CandyLeptic: Malina just stared straight. DID THESE KIDS JUST IGNORE HER. WHAT.
She blinked at them for a second before turning to Skylar, "Wha- Hey!! No they're not! Skirts are SO unimportant. You have to wear a layer under them ANYWAY, so they're useless! And it's getting cold too!! Didn't Ginger Braid over there teach you anything??"
Speaking of which!! Where WAS Ginger braid!!?!? Was that- RASHAD. Rashad finished his row and after being very careful to avoid the apparently troubled man in the shopping cart, he made his way over to Lorna when their group split. He lightly smiled and put his hands in front of him, showing he meant to harm.
"Are you the...adult...here then?" He didn't mean to look over to Rick but...he did....
ashestoApples: Lorna: In any other circumstance, she probably would have laughed! That was pretty good. And it was about time she got recognition for being the only responsible one around here.
"Yes. Yes I am. Ex-Sergeant Lorna Fuhrer, med bay in the Airforce." She was pulling out all kind of titles now! "Who might you be?" she asked, having eyed the girl who looked peculiarly like family who had harrassed Jane into running away- not that it was hard. "And are you related to the one harassing the kids over there?" She pointed at the retreating Jane and Conrad and Skylar who had stayed put. "Not that I mind particularly."
Macxcheese: Jane was halfway to the jean aisle when she heard someone call behind her. She turned to see Conrad, and slowed a little.
“If you want,” she answered, not really knowing how to otherwise. She suddenly wished for a que card with a snappy comeback on it and sighed. She pulled on one of her braids and scrunched her nose, trying to think of something to fill the awkwardness. Then she blurted out, “I don’t think your mole is annoying!”
Candyleptic: Rashad looked pretty impressed!! That sounded like a lot of work, how astonishing! He just smiled stupidly, "I'm Rashad...er... Dr. Nasir, actually." Technically! It still sounded so weird to call himself a doctor though. "No army! I deem myself a pacifist! But!" He gave her a salute, "God Bless America!!!" Proud of that, he followed her eye casually to Malina and snapped his head back, and lightly laughed.
"Our common Indian heritage does not mean we are blood related, actually! Actually, I don't even know her-" He was stopped by an older black man, with short black hair and one completely white eye from an untreated cataract. He was about 51, and was the leader of the group. He snuck behind Rashad with a sarcastic smile on face, "Rashad, if you will, I'm about to ask you to keep your sister on a leash!" Rashad's face flushed red and he sighed. "Yes sir, sorry sir...." Still, he stayed, but just took a sidestep so Tunman could extend a hand to Lorna.
"I take it you are this group's leader than, Ma'am? My colleagues have filled me in concerning your well and privileges of such?"
ashestoApples: Conrad grinned at her! "Thanks! I don't think you look like a cowgirl," he said, trying to be reassuring. He knew the anxiety thing all too well. He leaned in and whispered, "Also, I don't think anyone here recognizes you so we're ~incognito~ at least for now." He straightened and tucked his hands behind his back as they headed toward the jeans. After a few moments, he managed to say, "I don't even remember the last time I had a pair of jeans," truthfully. Jeans tended to be expensive pre-apocalypse and hard to find post-apocalypse.
Macxcheese: Jane blushed, and then kicked herself for blushing. There was no blushing in the apocalypse dammit. Her eyes shifted around, and she hoped he was right. She was still worried after Skylar had guessed it so easily.
She looked down at the jeans she was now wearing, her black ones that fit her so well. “I remember having so much trouble finding the right size. They change from brand to brand you know? At least women’s do.”
ashestoApples: Lorna knew where he'd been going with that- she felt it coming.
"Yes, I suppose you could say that. Ex-Sergeant Lorna Fuhrer." She ventured to shake this guy's hand this time! "We have a running generator, as well as a well with no end to the water in sight. It's my suspscion it's built on a spring- there are also a few other springs in the area, and making a well for them wouldn't be but a few days labor each. For commodities we'd be glad to help you out with your water situation. We're especially in need of clothing and weapons, everything else as a side note." Without skipping a beat, she turned to Rashad for just a moment to say, "Dr. Nasir, it was not your heritage I judged, but rather the fact that you have the same chin, albeit yours is sharper. Usually chins come directly from the parents, so I would have thought it odd if you weren't siblings, or at the very least blood-related. Nice try on the race card though," she said, feeling like she would have winked had she still had two eyes.
Kryss: Skylar picked out a handful of skirts she liked. There weren't really many to choose from, but she'd found one that ruffled and one with a nice, doesn't-show-everything slit. She smoothed it against her before drifting over to the tops, looking through carefully. Even though it had clearly been picked through, there was still a nice selection. She found several cute shirts and ducked into a changing room, figuring no one had seen her. She slipped on the ruffled skirt and a nice, v-necked lilac shirt, with lightly ruffled sleeves to match the skirt. Some of the shirts she'd picked out she thought Jane would like. They were certainly in her size, and very, very cute. She wanted to have her try them on right now, but she knew Jane wouldn't want to. Instead she tucked them in her arms and left the changing room, looking through more clothes. Hopefully Lorna wouldn't notice her change for a while.
CandyLeptic: Tunman crossed his arms and looked very pleased. "Weell, you DO have a fine set up then, if I say so myself. I've only seen such a set up down south. And you see a lot of things down South," He laughed. He was usually pretty stoic, but could always let loose, just enough. He put a hand on Rashad's shoulder,and it made him flinch. Rashad looked genuinely hurt that he had been called out, mixed with surprise. Tunman shook him a bit, "Grow a pair, boy! You're gonna lead this team some day and you can't let shit like that get to you! Good God. Anyway, grab you sister and show her where we keep the good stuff." He turned to leave before looking over his shoulder, "Don't you dare ruin this for us, we need this, boy." He left and Rashad stood, quite stupid. He hated responsibility, so bad. "For the record," he mumbled as he started towards the back of the store, "you'd lie about your heritage too if you've met her..."
ashestoApples: Conrad: He nodded as if he understood. "Oh man yeah, I've heard stories." No, he hadn't. He also decided to keep his family's poverty out of this! Different people, different battles after all. "Maybe we'll find something perfect for both of us," he said hopefully with a sideglance down at her. When they got to the section, he said, "Maybe we'll get lucky!" as he began sorting through what was there. "Is there a size I'm looking for for you while I'm at it?" They were pretty well organized, but still a bit of a mess!
CandyLeptic: Malina scoffed as Skylar just ignored her to TRY CLOTHES ON? What WERE these people??? She growled and turned to find the mole kid but nearly dodged some drunk asshat in a shopping cart! What the fuck? She threw her hands in her hoodie pocket and tagged a long with Rashad and Ginger Braid. She had that feeling people had been ~talking about her~, s
o she made a face at Lorna. "Who the Hell are you?" Rashad snapped, quite embarrased already, but also looked at Lorna sad and tired as to say "See what I mean?" "Watch your language," He said as they neared the back of the store/
Macxcheese: “Hopefully,” Jane replied. “I don’t know how much long I can wear those kid’s pants for.” She started sorting through the piles as well, pretty dissatisfied at the choices. She looked over at Conrad, surprised at the idea for some reason. “Oh, uh… size 00.” She cringed at the number. “What about you?”
ashestoApples: Lorna nodded. "I truly meant no disrespect. Though I admit I did show off a bit." She actually felt a little bad! "Tell you what, let's ignore her and just grab Rick so we can take a peek at the weapons. If you have a crossbow I'll dig you a well myself." She turned and cupped her hands around her mouth, yelling toward Rick who'd finally stopped flying down the aisles on his cart long enough to actually stock up on things they needed. "OI! LITTLE LEAGUE! YOU LOOKING FOR A CROSSBOW OR WHAT?" At her yelling, Rick's head popped up over a shelf-- had he climbed on them? "YOU BETCHER SWEET ASS I DO," he yelled before hopping down and scrambling toward them. Before he got to them he yelled, "IF ANYONE TOUCHES THAT CART I'LL BASH THEIR FUCKIN EADS IN I SWEAR," He arrived and stuck out a dirty hand to Rashad to shake "Name's Rick. Not whate'er sexy 'n gross nickname she referred to me by while I wasn't listenin'," he said, ignoring Lorna's piercing glare before a rude little kid stared at Lorna and asked who the hell she was. "Who the HELL are you?" he shot back, mimicking her tone, forgetting for a minute how elated he was a minute ago.
CandyLeptic: Rashad's eyes widened at...Rick. And everything. He was trying to take it all in, but he was so, so worried about Malina. And holy shit, did he have a right to be. She laughed so hard she almost cried, and put a hand on her hip.
"Oh MY G-"
"Don't. Don't even say anything," He whispered.
"Oh my"
"Not a wor-"
"'Don't touch that cart or you'll do what?? Bash my what?? Little LEAGUE? Like your fat ass could play-"
"MALINA." He called to the ceiling before whispering to Lorna, "Just kill me, kill me now, please."
"Sexy and gross? Oh man dude, you only got HALF of that right!! OH my GOD. Who the hell am I? Who the FUCK are you?"
ashestoApples: Rick: OOOOH BOY. SHE WANTED TO DO THIS. SHE REALLY WANTED TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW. "Bash. Yer. /Fuckin'/. Head. In. Who the FUCK are you?" he said, mimicking again. Lorna facepalmed. "Oh. Oh my god," she said under her breath. "Why is this happening to me."
Candyleptic: Rashad grabbed Malina's shoulder but she just broke free!
"OH MAN dude I'd love to see you try! You think you could outrun ME Little League!?? I'm a big time player!"
Rashad begged, "Plleeaasee Malina! Not here! Don't fight him here..." "I'll fight him right now!" She cried and took a step towards him, and Rashad desperately clung onto her, "Nooo the last time you fought we didn't eat for three DAYS! Can't you later?" "I'm FUCKING Malina man, get it through your skull, asshat! Who are you!?!?" "Maaaaallina watch your language pleaasseee!" He didn't want to look this bad in front of other adults!! He was ALMOST friends with the ginger one, too!
ashestoApples: Rick: "My name's fucking RICK, as in I'm not gonna f-RICK-ing fight an 11-year-old!" Lorna stared at him and he shrugged at her like 'what?' She shook her head and he stood down by walking over to her and leaning on her shoulder as if she was a support. She took a step back and he fell to the ground with a crash- at which point, Lorna stepped over him. "So. Weapons." Rick cringed on the ground and got up quickly, though now his lip was bleeding. "Lor, yeh cut me deep," he said, actually a little offended! He was defending HER honor, THANK YOU. She rolled her eyes.
Rashad marked a few more numbers, "Well, actually, it's a fairly decent plan. I mean, they ARE establishing that we mean no harm, despite the fact that we obviously outnumber them. Plus, they are apparently in need of supplies, if they are willing to risk coming in here."
Malina clicked her pen so hard it jammed; "YEAH but we don't KNOW there's only them. There could be more, waiting to ambush us. It wouldn't be the FIRST time-" She froze when she saw Tunman cut a glance to her from near Lorna''s group. "Stupid Tunman..." She muttered before turning around to Rashad again, who let out a sigh.
"If you're not planning on doing any ACTUAL work Malina, why don't you go and try to make friends with those kids over there?" He motioned towards Conrad and the others. "Everyone else is about to return to work, I wager, so you could probably get away with it."
"They're not kids!" Malina huffed, "Everyone my age is too stupid to be alive!” Still, she handed him her notebook. Still beat work! "Fine fine! I'm gonna fight them though."
"NO. Hey, no fighting. No."
"Yeah." She turned to leave and Rashad sighed, only to turn to look down the aisle to see Rick zoom down with a shopping cart. He had seen a lot of things. Never that though...
Kryss: Skylar was quick to put her gun away. It made her nervous, anyway. At the permission to raid the store, as she heard it (and the sight of the nearly-full clothing racks) she squealed and grabbed Conrad's offered arm, dragging him forward.
"I WONDER IF THEY HAVE ANY SKIRTS???" she cried. It wasn't common for Walmart to carry skirts, but maybe she would be lucky. Maybe.
Macxcheese: Jane: She quickly tied her bandana over her lower face and reluctantly followed the others inside. Seeing all those people made her soooo nervous. She was practically shaking by the time Lorna had gotten the situation under control. She made sure to stay in the back of the group and was seriously considering bailing now and forever holding her peace.
Finally everyone started clearing out. Jane followed behind Skylar and Conrad, and could only manage a small laugh at Conrad’s joke. She awkwardly put her arm behind her head and looked at the ground, hoping he’d get the message that she wouldn’t be taking his arm. It didn’t seem he would notice though since Skylar was already dragging him away. Jane took one look at the other group behind them and tried to keep up.
ashestoApples: Conrad: "WOAH, whoa, alright wow, you meant it when you said you wanted clothes." As he began to find a pace that could match hers he looked back to Jane with a 'sorry' expression. Big eyes helped! He mouthed, "You okay, Jane?" Honestly, he was worried about her exactly 101% of the time.
Candyleptic: Malina stood in front of the skirts- it wasn't hard to guess where they were going considering the older girl YELLED it for the world to hear! Geez. When they got close enough, she shrugged and gave them a condescending tone, "So WHY are you looking for skirts if you need supplies? Skirt as so stupid! AND YOU." She pointed at Conrad. "YOU- Fuck." She thought for a moment before muttering an accidentally normal "Hang on a second." She quickly jogged back to Rashad, who was still taking shock, and called out, "HEY, What is 'this' called? English?" She pointed to her face. Rashad laughed, "Actually, the word for that would be cheek." She growled, "THAT'S NOT WHAT I MEANT! You know what I mean! The spot!"
"The spot??"
"YES the brown spot!"
Rashad laughed, "The word you're looking for is 'mole."
She bounded back to the group again and when she was close enough to yell at them, she did!
"YOU. You're MOLE looks like a target! I just want to shoot it! Why has no one shot it!? WHY. AND YOU." She pointed to Jane, "YOU look like a cowgirl! WHY. WHY." She crossed her arms. She felt so much better! She hasn't had fun with kids for ages!!
Back to Rashad, he took more numbers before cart wheels filled up the aisles again, and he turned to see Rick whirl past again. Okay, he TOTALLY had to know what was going on here. Rashad slowly made it to the corner and looked right, only for Rick to come from the other side, not noticing him, and speed away. Amazing. The American's were right, there were weird people in Walmarts!!
Kryss: Skylar: She was a little startled by the shouting match the girl seemed to be trying to instigate, but instead of angry, she just kind of found it funny. She drew herself up and said very hardcore, "Skirts are among the most essential of supplies, any intelligent survivor knows that."
That said, she ran around her and started rifling through the rack, looking for the cutest picks. She caught Jane's eye. Worried about the younger girl, she nodded her head to the side. "Do you want to come over here? I think some of these will fit you."
Macxcheese: Jane’s eyes were bouncing all over the place, and she nodded when they met with Conrad’s. She was definitely not okay, but she wasn’t telling him that.
Then suddenly a girl started yelling at them and Jane freaked! She backed away as she continued to berate them, and was honestly offended at the cowgirl remark! Country chic had been in before the apocalypse! She caught her breath by the time Skylar inquired about trying on skirts, and Jane shook her head “no”. She was actually pretty embarrassed by now, what with everyone asking her if she was okay. She inspected the store’s signs and found one advertising pants. “I’m gonna go look for some jeans,” she said quickly, and started off towards them.
ashestoApples: Conrad's eyes followed Jane and he self-consciously covered up his mole. "Honestly, I'm sorry to say that dresses don't get me excited, so I think I'll go look at jeans too!" He headed off toward Jane, only jogging slightly to keep up. It was actually pretty easy because she was so tiny! "Jane! Wait up! I think jeans are more my style than dresses, don't you?" he tried to be innocent about it all, he really did!
Kryss: Skylar sighed as she watched them go. She wished she could follow them, but she always seemed to make Jane uncomfortable, which made her really sad. She really, really liked Jane and wished she knew how to get her to like her back. She already knew she needed to be treated gently, despite what she may have seemed like as a celebrity, and she tried to do that. And for some reason, seeing Jane and Conrad hang out together, alone, made her sad as well. Her eyes lingered on both of them before turning back and looking through the skirts much less enthusiastically than before.
CandyLeptic: Malina just stared straight. DID THESE KIDS JUST IGNORE HER. WHAT.
She blinked at them for a second before turning to Skylar, "Wha- Hey!! No they're not! Skirts are SO unimportant. You have to wear a layer under them ANYWAY, so they're useless! And it's getting cold too!! Didn't Ginger Braid over there teach you anything??"
Speaking of which!! Where WAS Ginger braid!!?!? Was that- RASHAD. Rashad finished his row and after being very careful to avoid the apparently troubled man in the shopping cart, he made his way over to Lorna when their group split. He lightly smiled and put his hands in front of him, showing he meant to harm.
"Are you the...adult...here then?" He didn't mean to look over to Rick but...he did....
ashestoApples: Lorna: In any other circumstance, she probably would have laughed! That was pretty good. And it was about time she got recognition for being the only responsible one around here.
"Yes. Yes I am. Ex-Sergeant Lorna Fuhrer, med bay in the Airforce." She was pulling out all kind of titles now! "Who might you be?" she asked, having eyed the girl who looked peculiarly like family who had harrassed Jane into running away- not that it was hard. "And are you related to the one harassing the kids over there?" She pointed at the retreating Jane and Conrad and Skylar who had stayed put. "Not that I mind particularly."
Macxcheese: Jane was halfway to the jean aisle when she heard someone call behind her. She turned to see Conrad, and slowed a little.
“If you want,” she answered, not really knowing how to otherwise. She suddenly wished for a que card with a snappy comeback on it and sighed. She pulled on one of her braids and scrunched her nose, trying to think of something to fill the awkwardness. Then she blurted out, “I don’t think your mole is annoying!”
Candyleptic: Rashad looked pretty impressed!! That sounded like a lot of work, how astonishing! He just smiled stupidly, "I'm Rashad...er... Dr. Nasir, actually." Technically! It still sounded so weird to call himself a doctor though. "No army! I deem myself a pacifist! But!" He gave her a salute, "God Bless America!!!" Proud of that, he followed her eye casually to Malina and snapped his head back, and lightly laughed.
"Our common Indian heritage does not mean we are blood related, actually! Actually, I don't even know her-" He was stopped by an older black man, with short black hair and one completely white eye from an untreated cataract. He was about 51, and was the leader of the group. He snuck behind Rashad with a sarcastic smile on face, "Rashad, if you will, I'm about to ask you to keep your sister on a leash!" Rashad's face flushed red and he sighed. "Yes sir, sorry sir...." Still, he stayed, but just took a sidestep so Tunman could extend a hand to Lorna.
"I take it you are this group's leader than, Ma'am? My colleagues have filled me in concerning your well and privileges of such?"
ashestoApples: Conrad grinned at her! "Thanks! I don't think you look like a cowgirl," he said, trying to be reassuring. He knew the anxiety thing all too well. He leaned in and whispered, "Also, I don't think anyone here recognizes you so we're ~incognito~ at least for now." He straightened and tucked his hands behind his back as they headed toward the jeans. After a few moments, he managed to say, "I don't even remember the last time I had a pair of jeans," truthfully. Jeans tended to be expensive pre-apocalypse and hard to find post-apocalypse.
Macxcheese: Jane blushed, and then kicked herself for blushing. There was no blushing in the apocalypse dammit. Her eyes shifted around, and she hoped he was right. She was still worried after Skylar had guessed it so easily.
She looked down at the jeans she was now wearing, her black ones that fit her so well. “I remember having so much trouble finding the right size. They change from brand to brand you know? At least women’s do.”
ashestoApples: Lorna knew where he'd been going with that- she felt it coming.
"Yes, I suppose you could say that. Ex-Sergeant Lorna Fuhrer." She ventured to shake this guy's hand this time! "We have a running generator, as well as a well with no end to the water in sight. It's my suspscion it's built on a spring- there are also a few other springs in the area, and making a well for them wouldn't be but a few days labor each. For commodities we'd be glad to help you out with your water situation. We're especially in need of clothing and weapons, everything else as a side note." Without skipping a beat, she turned to Rashad for just a moment to say, "Dr. Nasir, it was not your heritage I judged, but rather the fact that you have the same chin, albeit yours is sharper. Usually chins come directly from the parents, so I would have thought it odd if you weren't siblings, or at the very least blood-related. Nice try on the race card though," she said, feeling like she would have winked had she still had two eyes.
Kryss: Skylar picked out a handful of skirts she liked. There weren't really many to choose from, but she'd found one that ruffled and one with a nice, doesn't-show-everything slit. She smoothed it against her before drifting over to the tops, looking through carefully. Even though it had clearly been picked through, there was still a nice selection. She found several cute shirts and ducked into a changing room, figuring no one had seen her. She slipped on the ruffled skirt and a nice, v-necked lilac shirt, with lightly ruffled sleeves to match the skirt. Some of the shirts she'd picked out she thought Jane would like. They were certainly in her size, and very, very cute. She wanted to have her try them on right now, but she knew Jane wouldn't want to. Instead she tucked them in her arms and left the changing room, looking through more clothes. Hopefully Lorna wouldn't notice her change for a while.
CandyLeptic: Tunman crossed his arms and looked very pleased. "Weell, you DO have a fine set up then, if I say so myself. I've only seen such a set up down south. And you see a lot of things down South," He laughed. He was usually pretty stoic, but could always let loose, just enough. He put a hand on Rashad's shoulder,and it made him flinch. Rashad looked genuinely hurt that he had been called out, mixed with surprise. Tunman shook him a bit, "Grow a pair, boy! You're gonna lead this team some day and you can't let shit like that get to you! Good God. Anyway, grab you sister and show her where we keep the good stuff." He turned to leave before looking over his shoulder, "Don't you dare ruin this for us, we need this, boy." He left and Rashad stood, quite stupid. He hated responsibility, so bad. "For the record," he mumbled as he started towards the back of the store, "you'd lie about your heritage too if you've met her..."
ashestoApples: Conrad: He nodded as if he understood. "Oh man yeah, I've heard stories." No, he hadn't. He also decided to keep his family's poverty out of this! Different people, different battles after all. "Maybe we'll find something perfect for both of us," he said hopefully with a sideglance down at her. When they got to the section, he said, "Maybe we'll get lucky!" as he began sorting through what was there. "Is there a size I'm looking for for you while I'm at it?" They were pretty well organized, but still a bit of a mess!
CandyLeptic: Malina scoffed as Skylar just ignored her to TRY CLOTHES ON? What WERE these people??? She growled and turned to find the mole kid but nearly dodged some drunk asshat in a shopping cart! What the fuck? She threw her hands in her hoodie pocket and tagged a long with Rashad and Ginger Braid. She had that feeling people had been ~talking about her~, s
o she made a face at Lorna. "Who the Hell are you?" Rashad snapped, quite embarrased already, but also looked at Lorna sad and tired as to say "See what I mean?" "Watch your language," He said as they neared the back of the store/
Macxcheese: “Hopefully,” Jane replied. “I don’t know how much long I can wear those kid’s pants for.” She started sorting through the piles as well, pretty dissatisfied at the choices. She looked over at Conrad, surprised at the idea for some reason. “Oh, uh… size 00.” She cringed at the number. “What about you?”
ashestoApples: Lorna nodded. "I truly meant no disrespect. Though I admit I did show off a bit." She actually felt a little bad! "Tell you what, let's ignore her and just grab Rick so we can take a peek at the weapons. If you have a crossbow I'll dig you a well myself." She turned and cupped her hands around her mouth, yelling toward Rick who'd finally stopped flying down the aisles on his cart long enough to actually stock up on things they needed. "OI! LITTLE LEAGUE! YOU LOOKING FOR A CROSSBOW OR WHAT?" At her yelling, Rick's head popped up over a shelf-- had he climbed on them? "YOU BETCHER SWEET ASS I DO," he yelled before hopping down and scrambling toward them. Before he got to them he yelled, "IF ANYONE TOUCHES THAT CART I'LL BASH THEIR FUCKIN EADS IN I SWEAR," He arrived and stuck out a dirty hand to Rashad to shake "Name's Rick. Not whate'er sexy 'n gross nickname she referred to me by while I wasn't listenin'," he said, ignoring Lorna's piercing glare before a rude little kid stared at Lorna and asked who the hell she was. "Who the HELL are you?" he shot back, mimicking her tone, forgetting for a minute how elated he was a minute ago.
CandyLeptic: Rashad's eyes widened at...Rick. And everything. He was trying to take it all in, but he was so, so worried about Malina. And holy shit, did he have a right to be. She laughed so hard she almost cried, and put a hand on her hip.
"Oh MY G-"
"Don't. Don't even say anything," He whispered.
"Oh my"
"Not a wor-"
"'Don't touch that cart or you'll do what?? Bash my what?? Little LEAGUE? Like your fat ass could play-"
"MALINA." He called to the ceiling before whispering to Lorna, "Just kill me, kill me now, please."
"Sexy and gross? Oh man dude, you only got HALF of that right!! OH my GOD. Who the hell am I? Who the FUCK are you?"
ashestoApples: Rick: OOOOH BOY. SHE WANTED TO DO THIS. SHE REALLY WANTED TO DO THIS RIGHT NOW. "Bash. Yer. /Fuckin'/. Head. In. Who the FUCK are you?" he said, mimicking again. Lorna facepalmed. "Oh. Oh my god," she said under her breath. "Why is this happening to me."
Candyleptic: Rashad grabbed Malina's shoulder but she just broke free!
"OH MAN dude I'd love to see you try! You think you could outrun ME Little League!?? I'm a big time player!"
Rashad begged, "Plleeaasee Malina! Not here! Don't fight him here..." "I'll fight him right now!" She cried and took a step towards him, and Rashad desperately clung onto her, "Nooo the last time you fought we didn't eat for three DAYS! Can't you later?" "I'm FUCKING Malina man, get it through your skull, asshat! Who are you!?!?" "Maaaaallina watch your language pleaasseee!" He didn't want to look this bad in front of other adults!! He was ALMOST friends with the ginger one, too!
ashestoApples: Rick: "My name's fucking RICK, as in I'm not gonna f-RICK-ing fight an 11-year-old!" Lorna stared at him and he shrugged at her like 'what?' She shook her head and he stood down by walking over to her and leaning on her shoulder as if she was a support. She took a step back and he fell to the ground with a crash- at which point, Lorna stepped over him. "So. Weapons." Rick cringed on the ground and got up quickly, though now his lip was bleeding. "Lor, yeh cut me deep," he said, actually a little offended! He was defending HER honor, THANK YOU. She rolled her eyes.