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[sheriffcarl]

No Walkers?

[A moment of quiet contemplation passes as Carl critically considers some question previously posed. Surviving anywhere that doesn't sport a healthy population of flesh eating, undead corpses hardly seems like survival at all. However, that stipulation doesn't come without its own cons to weigh against that one single pro.

He adjusts his hat and lets out a soft grunt.]

Dad might not be around, though. Or the others.

[The young boy — more a man by now, if we're being honest — understands that much. And yet, a moment later, he nods with certainty.]

But...I can do that. I can handle myself. You don't have to worry about me.

Comments

[walkietalkie]

There isn't always no walkers.

[sheriffcarl]

Yeah, I know. [He dips his head a bit.] It's part of the "deal" we're making. [Although, no actual promises have been made.]

Have you seen a lot of them around?

[walkietalkie]

Just one. But... people say he's not really dead. That he can talk.

[sheriffcarl]

If he can talk, then he really isn't dead. [With authority, because he obviously knows everything ever about walkers.] Walkers can't talk. [He's so certain of it, so sure.]

[notaghost]

Someone'll always worry. That's not a bad thing, though -- means you've got someone, and that's always nice.

[ She's always got the Doctor worrying about her whether she can handle it or not ]

[sheriffcarl]

[Talk about having something in common. Carl doesn't appreciate all the worry, but he gets it, at least.]

It's just... [He sighs.] They can't control anything that happens to me here. And focusing on that means they're not worrying about survival.

I'll be okay. I know how to take care of myself.

[notaghost]

Not sure anyone can really control what happens. People can help but then something unexpected happens just to change things.

[ Not that that's always bad though, and she definitely doesn't mean to say that it is. The Doctor was definitely unexpected but that was a good change ]

And good. Just don't be hard on anyone that wants to look out for you. It never hurts.

[sheriffcarl]

[It might be unclear which part has Carl's really thinking about — maybe all of it — but eventually he just nods and accepts the advice.]

Yeah. [He smirks a little.] But don't be too hard on me for looking out for them. Never hurts, I hear.

[unsleeved]

[GET IN THE HOUSE, CARL, WHERE'S YOUR MOTHE--

...Too soon.

Daryl regards Carl critically for a few seconds, looking him over for any obvious signs of injury. Finding none, he relaxes... But only a bit. This place has its own troubles...]

Sometimes they got walkers.

[Still, this place is a little better than Georgia... He supposes. He's ignoring the talk about Rick, about the others; they come and go, but Carl doesn't need to know that just yet.]

How you holdin' up?

[sheriffcarl]

[RELEVANT GIF IS RELEVENT

Carl shrugs along with his quiet, contemplative "mm." So far, everything seems fine, but he's not exactly that far out of the gate, is he?]

I'm okay. It's not bad, I guess.

[Don't you love how he's become such a (little) man of few words?]

There's a lot more people here. Like it used to be.

[unsleeved]

[Perfect gif is perfect.]

Ain't so empty, no. Ain't so bad, neither, dependin'...

[On what the Powers That Be decide to dump them in, of course.]

Got its perks, but you best not count on that lastin'.

[Because the Powers That Be are assholes... Pretty much universally. It's only a matter of time until Carl's thrust into the same shit the rest of them are...

He just hopes it's someplace he can watch out for him. Rick'd wanna know he was being looked after.]

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[tirelessly]

Carl.

[Maggie smiles warmly, but there's a weariness in her eyes.]

It's good to see you again.

Yes, goooood!

[sheriffcarl]

[By now, that hollow look is so recognizable among their group, it registers as normal. Now, if it was missing, then he might take notice.]

Hey, Maggie. Your stuck, too? Is anyone else with you?

:D

[tirelessly]

No. I'm on my own.

[Which sucks to be honest. Seeing Carl has been a welcome relief.]

Until now, I guess. You doin' okay?

[nomorekidstuff]

You can handle more than most.

[sheriffcarl]

[A slow nod. Considering who that's coming from, it'd be ridiculous to take it as anything but faith and confidence.]

What about you?

[Said not-so-tentatively. Carl has concerns.]

[shouldered]

It's still dangerous, Carl. [ DON'T MIND YOUR OL' CONCERNED POP, KID ] Depends where you go.

[sheriffcarl]

[Oh my god, it's a double-down of Ricks. Carl scratches under his hat and screws his lips into a pucker for a second. And then a nod, because he can't exactly argue, can he?]

You taught me how to be careful, remember? [Just a little smirk here.]

What's it depend on? People? [...] It always comes back to people.

[shouldered]

[ No, Carl. You can't argue. ]

'Course I do. [ BUT HE WORRIES. ]

... People, sure. There're a lot of them around here that're worse than what we're dealing with. More dangerous, more... powerful.

[ like fudging comic book heroes or some shit ]

[thelastgunslinger]

[Roland does not want to be here. He does not want to say anything. This young man just makes him long for Jake. Especially given his mun's excitement and...

The Clint Eastwood looking cowboy lowers his gaze.]


It seems to be in their nature to worry. [long beat] You are kind to try and ease their pain.

[sheriffcarl]

[He doesn't recognize this guy, but he gets the look. It's not hard to guess that loss is a pretty heavy theme around these parts. Carl smiles slightly, like he's aiming for easement.]

They've got enough to worry about. We all do.

[thelastgunslinger]

It seems to be their nature t'be Ka-mais. Prisoners to the concept that there are other worlds then theirs. [Ours. His.]

Thinking of that I suppose it's easy to at least sympathize with them. Mr....

[He might get your look too Carl. Probably why he's just going to refer to you as a man.]

i'm sorry this is just cr i need

[grigio]

Any place without Walkers is a great place. Especially if they have food.

[She knows, man. She knows.]

\o/ Yes, good!

[sheriffcarl]

And PlayStation.

[Hey, he had a life before all of this — who can blame him for being a bit excited at the prospects?]

She wants one in one of her games so bad so she can instant!adopt. Its awful.

[grigio]

[So did she. PlayStation is something vaguely remembered.]

God. I haven't seen one of those in working condition in ages. Not before going to the City.

[She's also on a giant turtle and has yet to see them there but all places have crazy good desserts.]

I'm Julie.