Athens

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Jan 4, 2025 9:41 pm
"Okay may be putting too much mustard on the hotdog, but she's alive and has her limbs attached. If not her brain. We have all been pitchin in where we can. This is Bill Barker, he keeps this place open and has been kind enough to let us look after you in here." She gestures to the older man by way of introduction.

She clicks her tongue and says, "Good news is most of your healin got done already in these last months, so you're good to go. Take it easy though. You're muscles won't be as strong as you remember at first, and if you get any headaches or see flashes of light, well you just holler and I'll come a runnin."
Jan 4, 2025 10:13 pm
"I'm grateful to you, Bill." Richard was starting to find his voice and possibly his memory. "I think I owe you my life."

Scoffing at Shayna he says "As long as you don't shine that light in my eyes, I probably won't see any flashes of it. But really though, thank you too."

He was very glad that Billie-Faye was at least alive.
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Jan 5, 2025 3:41 am
There's a sound outside, the sound of shouting, of cursing, perhaps of someone stumbling into something.

"--ucking cocksucker! See if I fuckin' care, because I didn't fuckin' do it! " come the words into the medbay, followed by the hurricane that Billie-Faye has become. She quiets down, at least, when she gets inside and makes her way to where Richard has been recovering. Like a raving drunk who has just realized they've wandered into a friend's wake, the barefoot, bedraggled blonde in the hoodie and the panties quiets right down, muttering to herself until she comes right up to the man's beside.

Her eyes, dim these months now, light when they meet Richard's... and before anyone can act the woman sobs and throws herself at the man, hugging him tight, bawling unintelligibly into his shoulder.
Jan 5, 2025 4:08 am
"Ooh, oh easy now. Still a bit sore."

Richard shifts the woman over a little bit, mindful of the dog, and then hugs her tight. Billie-Faye he remembers. Falling asleep together, bodies so close. He shudders as his memories come flooding back. The cabin. Running after Shayna. The shooter, the walkers. Whether he was shuddering from the woman's proximity or the bad memories outside the cabin he wasn't sure.

"Aw Billie-Faye, don't you cry now. It's gonna be okay. You're going to be alright."

He never liked when people said that back in the day. They didn't know that. What gave them the right? And here he was, saying it now. Their days were probably numbered. They were not going to be alright.
Jan 5, 2025 5:29 am
"Mmmma fuckin'... a fuckin' mess, Richard!" Billie blubbers against the man's shoulder. Then, noticing Bill for the first time, her face changes and she suddenly spits venom.

"What are you fuckin' lookin at, Bill? Never seen a woman goddamn cry before? Jesus Christ, little privacy too much to ask for?!"
OOC:
Richard, she stinks of booze and sweat and sex. Otherwise she's still pretty hot if you're into skank. Which I think you are!

Bill

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Jan 5, 2025 1:46 pm
Bill
Bill makes a noise that says he doesn’t totally disagree with Shayna’s assessment. It’s mixed with a sorry sort of ‘Them boys weren’t always like that…’ sort of groan.

As a matter of fact, Bill didn’t have the first idea. He’d got the Barkers out of one hell of a tight spot on the road, and the three had come into Athens together. It was Caleb, his size, that had gotten them through the gate most of all. He’d been able to make up for Athens needing to care for a young boy and an old man. If the folks in Athens thought they were blood, well… all the better!

But the months here had done something to Caleb Barker. Bill could see that, despite not knowing him all that well before hand.

"Oh, you don’t owe me nothing!" Bill says, putting his hands up to Richard as he’s snapped from his thoughts about life pre-Athens.

You didn’t owe Bill. But with Richard awake, you knew you’d have to come good for Athens in a big way. The Council, or maybe Harlow Kane would call in a favor. Bill, and everyone but Richard, knew it, even as the man denied the debt to him specifically.

Bill looks like he could say ‘I ain’t looking at much’. But he holds his tongue. This place had a way of bringing out big emotions in people. No one came here when they were looking for a laugh.

He steps out for a moment, and you hear him rummaging around. He comes back in a moment later, and places two tablets on the table beside Richard.

Aspirin…

He looks at Billie-Faye as he sets them down and then leaves the room. He knew she’d be drunk, or recently so. He knew she’d be belligerent, and probably having a massive headache. The old man, Bill, had a way of getting his barbs in without words.

Then again, they could be for Richard…
Jan 5, 2025 4:26 pm
OOC:
Richard's senses are still a bit off so he probably doesn't smell much yet, And yeah, he's into it if he does. He's so desperately lonely.🎻
"Ah hush now. Don't worry about him." Richard takes the two aspirin off the table and hands them to Billie-Faye, gently pushing the dog's curious snout out of the way.

"Here. Take these. You'll feel better."
Jan 6, 2025 5:10 am
Billie takes the pills and a swig from the glass of water someone had brought for Richard, swearing quietly after she grimaces them down. "Fuck you very much, Bill," she mutters before smiling sweetly at Richard.

"You know we thought we lost you, you bastard," she says to the man, grinning. "We were worried sick, and here you were fine all this time -- just on vacation in your own head!"
Jan 6, 2025 3:31 pm
Richard couldn't help but chuckle at Billie's trash mouth.

"You were worried about me, Billie-Faye? That means a lot. Really. In this fucked up place, we are all we have." Never had the word bastard felt so endearing.

"Uh some vacation. But maybe it was. My head is beginning to feel clearer, maybe more accepting of our hopeless situation." But with the clearing head came the return of his sense of smell. Maybe there was a way he could subtly tell the woman who was emanating all sorts of strange aromas, that she needed a bath. But he'd suffer. It was worth it to have her warm body beside his.
Jan 7, 2025 7:48 am
"Not really," Billie says with a shrug, stifling a rancid burp. "I just crawled inside a bottle. Found a reliable dealer. You know how fuckin' hard that is to do in the goddamned apocalypse? Hard, Richard."

The tattooed mess grins. "Like you that night at the cabin. Tent pole in your pants right up to when that psycho hit us."

Turning, Billie realizes it's been some time since she talked to Shayna. Weeks.. maybe?

"You okay?" she asks. "We ain't talked in a bit."

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Jan 7, 2025 7:59 am
Speak of the devil…

No sooner had Billie-Faye told Richard about her dealer than you heard the shuddering sound of Harlow Kane’s dreadful monstrosity making its way down the road. The hulking gas guzzler was the best kept piece of machinery in Athens, and even it was in dire needed of a service. The things barks and roars and sputters its way down the street until you hear it stop right outside the medical building you now sat inside. https://i.imgur.com/IEl8Man.jpegThe large vehicle shakes, and you can hear it rattle out there in the morning air. You hear someone dismount; two feet crunching some gravel as they climb down from the vehicle. You knew there’d be a smaller group still hanging off the back of the thing, watching guard and showing force. Caleb would be there, and you suspect that even Tracy might have been promoted to one of wagon riders.

Someone pushes in the front door of the building, and then you hear the sardonic, piece-of-shit voice of Harlow Kane:

"Heard our boy is awake! Praise be! Hallelujah!"
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Jan 7, 2025 6:04 pm
Did Richard feel Billi-Faye stiffen at the sound of the man's voice? He wasn't sure, but what he did know was this man made the hairs on the back of his neck stand right up. He instantly disliked him.

Our boy?

Richard just looked at him, deciding no response was better than a smartass one. Besides, he was hardly in a position to get smart and then have to defend himself.
Jan 7, 2025 11:04 pm
Not only does Richard feel Billie stiffen, but she separates from him, moving to stand a few feet away from the bed he woke up on. Was she embarrassed to be caught next to him? Or was she… protecting him?

"Harlow," she says hollowly, her eyes meeting his. She hadn’t minded before, but suddenly her hoodie, bare feet and panties make her feel vulnerable. Make her feel stupid.
Jan 8, 2025 12:55 am
Owen cannot reftrain his dislike for Harlow's theatrics, and general persona.

"Of course he's awake, with the racket that truck makes... I heard explosions less loud than that..."

Harlow Kane

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Jan 8, 2025 1:08 am
Harlow Kane
You hear footsteps approaching, and then Harlow is in the doorway. He spreads himself out in the space so that he’s blocking the doorway with his body. He leans against the frame, and goes on.

"That old thing? That old thing keeps us safe, son. Keeps us fed! You like being fed, don’t ya?

We have been keeping you all fed since you got here, haven’t we? Kept you safe?"
he says, looking hard at Owen.

"And it’s our great pleasure to do so!" he says, becoming cheery and shooting a smile meant for the very meek or the very gullible.
Jan 8, 2025 2:47 am
Shayna is killing over her response to Billie-Faye when Harlow bursts into sight.

"What's going on Harlow? Richard Kant, meet Harlow Kane." She puzzles it over, then looks at BF. "You looking for volunteers? If so, Billie-Faye and I are ready. Soon as we find some pants. " Please say yes, let's get our girl into the fresh air.
Jan 8, 2025 3:09 am
Richard doesn't fall for Kane's act. Not one bit. He'd met men like him before. They were predictable. Manipulative. But if he was a key person in whatever this place was, he wouldn't stir up any trouble. Billi-Faye on the other hand ... he sensed a history between the two. One that may not have been completely consensual. One that might be making Richard feel a little jealous.

"And we appreciate that. I'll pull my weight as soon as I'm able. Billie too." He reaches an arm out to her, beckoning her away from Kane and back to him.
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Jan 8, 2025 3:23 pm
Yeah, and you make sure not to miss a single opportunity to brag about it, he thinks, but stays silent, shrugging instead.

Then he looks around confused, why is everyone suddenly volounteering for this asshole?
Jan 8, 2025 5:13 pm
A little unsteady on her feet, Billie just looks at Shayna without saying anything when the woman offers their help. When Richard reaches an arm towards her, the blonde doesn’t move — but she does make eye contact.

Don’t, those blue eyes say. Not now.
Jan 8, 2025 5:40 pm
That look from Billie-Faye told Richard in no uncertain terms to butt out. It hurt, more than he'd care to admit, but obviously there were things he didn't know, that he shouldn't meddle with, so he slowly dropped his arm back down to his side. There would be time for an explanation later, he imagined.

Richard could see that Owen was no fan of this asshole Kane either. Boy, was he glad the kid was okay.
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