Charlie Harris

Shout Hallelujah. C'mon get happy. Get ready for the Judgment Day.. // {RP 21+} #OC #TWDRP #BPRP #IntoTheFire

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- how many bodies they'd left in their wake, she looked @MightBeAProblem, blood running cold.} We've got a problem. @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- blood flying as her boot stomped down with a vicious splat.}

{mumbling} Oh lord. {Mind ticking over -- @MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- head, she narrowed her eyes, stepped up and drove her heel down against the dead man's skull, -- @MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- that part out.

{Freezing as the body @MightBeAProblem's feet began to move, a twitch of a finger, a slow turn of the -- @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- for @MightBeAProblem, cupping the back of his head against her palm.} When we tell Declan this story? We're leavin' -- @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- What kind of asshole does that? {muttering} Dumb, dead asshole. That's what kind.

{Pale, she reached -- @MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- Grab a girl, you oughta be prepared to have your damn nose busted. Whinin' and pullin' a damn knife? -- @MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- hand for @MightBeAProblem's inspection, blood from the right cross she'd thrown spattered across her knuckles.} -- @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- Blood's his, not mine. Bastard's got himself a goddamn glass nose.

{Arching a brow, she lifted her --@MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

I'm okay.

{Closing her eyes, she ducked her head, wiping the blood from her face against her sleeve.} --
@MightBeAProblem @SoManyArrows

[Franklin Moses @MightBeAProblem]

#Yep
#WeveGotThis

*singing quietly*

#IGotYouBabe

// #IntoTheFire ~ Pause

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

#NeverADullMoment?
#Please
#YouWantExcitement?
#TryBeinMarriedToFrank

// #IntoTheFire ~ Pause

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- #Frank.}

"Never a dull moment, huh? We've got this."

@MightBeAProblem

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- Seventeen minutes. Hey, Moses?

{Watching as the soldier lifted a warm gaze to @MightBeAProblem, she smiled, slipping her arm around --

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- leaned in to @MightBeAProblem, not altogether sure if she was more afraid or pissed the hell off.}

"We can have our people in place. --

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- smart he's in Nebraska by now. {lifting a brow} Audience. Not the faces. That's our advantage.

{Nodding, she -- @MightBeAProblem

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- They were on the lookout for some pilot earlier today. Never tracked him down though." {snorting} "If the guy's --@MightBeAProblem

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- banking on finding people with skills. Everyone around him's got a talent. Something to offer that nobody else has. -- @MightBeAProblem

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- care more about the audience for his damn horrorshow, or the faces in it?

"He's smart. But he's cocky. Always -- @MightBeAProblem

[Charlie Harris @_OutGoTheLights]

-- overwhelming need to kick something.} {muttering} Jackass. {nipping her lip} Is he smart? Observant, I mean. Does he -- @MightBeAProblem