Only The Strong Survive

Auberon
Auberon snatched the backpack and pills back from her. "You know what- don't judge for me having terrible eyesight, I didn't see them."

Outlaw 
“I don’t judge you. Once you take those we’ll go.” She replied mildly. She checked her pistols where secure, two in the black and silver holsters on her hips the other two hidden in her shoulder holsters. 

Auberon
Auberon opened the bottle and put two in his mouth, refusing to swallow them. Which was a terrible idea- they tasted gross. "Happy?"

Outlaw 
“You should know me well enough to know I’m never happy. Well, I guess I’m kinda close to happy when I’m shooting or riding, but not completely” she said, turning and starting off. 

Auberon
Auberon waited then spat out the pills when she had turned around. "I'm sure Ray could've come up with something better tasting," he mumbled.

Outlaw 
“Better take some more. I saw that” she commented without looking at him. 

Auberon
"Later," Auberon replied, starting to follow her.

Charity
Charity got up and started wandering around aimlessly, keeping her eyes peeled for any of those walking buffoons.

Last edited on 2018-07-30 at 16:52:05 by Rainy Days Stable

Outlaw 
She spun on her heels, pointing a bandaged finger at him. “You gotta take em now, brother.” She replied. 

Auberon
"Why?" He asked, crossing his arms and examining her finger. He stood there for a minute before he looked at her. "You have way too many injuries!"

Outlaw 
“Fore you go nuts” she replied. She glanced down at herself then back at him. “Do not. I has only like..” she trailed off as she tried to count how many injuries she had. 

Auberon
"I'm not gonna go nuts!" he snapped. "And yes, you have a lot."

Outlaw 
“What did I say now” she said in pretend hurt. “And no I don’t have a lot. I dunno how many, but not a lot.” She protested. 

Auberon
"Do I need to find a dictionary to show you the definition of "a lot"? Never mind I can quote it from memory- "a large number or amount; a great deal". I would say you got a lot," he protested. "And no, I'm not going nuts, butt off."

Outlaw 
“I’m done. I need to shoot somethin fore I get tempted to target practice on you” she grumbled, turning and trudging off again. She kept going til she found a large group of zombies, dropped to one knee, got her heavy rifle into position, aimed, and let it loose. The smell of burnt gunpowder, the feel of the big gun jumping in her hands, and the sting of gun shells flying  promptly cheered her up. 

Auberon
"Wow, someone's easily ticked off-" Auberon was cut short by a shrill scream that cut through the air. He stiffened and looked around curiously.