Amy Harrison

If you fall. I'll pick you up.
If you court this disaster. I'll point you home. // {SV RP 18+} #TWD RP #AU #BPRP #TheFinishLine

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

Oh hi, @HeresAGoodBoy...

{Offering a soft smile, she held up an offering of a handful of wild flowers, brow slowly arching.} I'm guessing you're not big on freeze dried anything, so these will have to do.

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

-- That guy. The guard. He's /smiling/.

@DBagsWhatIMeant @_CrookedBadge @DillingerKapow

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-- taking comfort in the feel of @DBagsWhatIMeant's warmth against her back.}

There's Dead in the prison. There's gotta be. Dead and panicking prisoners who have probably armed themselves by now and...

{Trailing off, she looked back @DBagsWhatIMeant, mouth going dry.} --

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-- .@DBagsWhatIMeant's forearm, she swallowed hard, hoping like hell she was wrong.}

Back at the station, when everything was going wrong, I saw your people. The other officers. They looked /scared/. Angry.

{Worrying her bottom lip, she inched closer to @DBagsWhatIMeant, --

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Sh... Shane?

{Her voice barely above a whisper, she stared through the fogged over, cracked glass @_CrookedBadge, worry starting to jack by the second.}

Something's wrong with that guy. Look at him. /Look/.

{Reaching behind herself, fingers wrapping around --

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@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- Think it might be a guard? @DBagsWhatIMeant @_CrookedBadge

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@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- she stilled, stamping down hard on the entrenched urge to wave.} {whispering} Shane. Third window from the left. Guy's got a hat. --

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@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- sense. Not exactly like they'd walk through the front door every time.

{Catching a glimpse of a moving shadow through the window, --

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@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- jacket, eyes everywhere at once.}

You know another way in to this place? {blinking} Oh... A guard's door or something? That makes --

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- {Her sister's voice echoing in her ears as she half jogged at @DBagsWhatIMeant's side, she pushed up the sleeves of her too long --

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- to keep the nightmare they made out of their own life from being real to them, and I don't ever want you there." --

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- entrenched in their own delusions that they actually try to convince you that their cockeyed stories are true. Some kind of escape --

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@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight -- waiting for an answer.

"Fine. /Fine/. You win. Going to prison is like watching caged, desperate animals. Seeing people so --

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

@CascabelBite @PocketStarlight {"What's it like, going to prison?"

'Why do you want to know?'

{Arms folded over her chest, she'd glared at her older sister, --

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@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant -- {firmly} Now. How do /we/ get in?

[Amy Harrison @MemoReceived]

@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant - zipped up her borrowed King's County Sheriff's Department jacket, pushing the too long sleeves up past her wrists.} I'm gonna do better. -

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@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant -- a different world now. Rushing in is only going to get people killed, and I won't have that on my hands.

{Jaw set, determined, she --

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@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant -- shoulder.} {quietly} Shane, I'm sorry. {nipping her lip} I always rush in when someone's in trouble. Always have. But I get that it's --

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@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant -- killed.

Or worse, #Shane.

Stepping over the Infected's foot, she moved to join #Shane at the cruiser, reaching to touch his --

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@DillingerKapow @_LinkTheSink @BrokenOrigami @StitchingUpHell @DBagsWhatIMeant -- if she were there. Same old, same old. Impulsive. Short sighted. If she didn't smarten up, those would be the things that got her --