user name and thangs...

[damnshane]

...damn...

......

Ooh, you think you're being funny don't ya? A damn Shane?? Ha ha? I'm just a big joke to you aren't I?

Let's see who's laughing when you're out in the woods and walkers come up at ya. Because I'll be laughing real hard then.

Don't get any ideas about putting me somewhere either. I'm in a good place now. Don't fucking ruin it for me. [glaring Shane is glaring.]

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[truckler]

[oh, shit. of all the people Randall didn't want to meet again...]

Maybe it's, uh, maybe they're just laughing with you, y'know? Why they gotta be laughing at you?

No one's laughing at you, man, just be cool. [and please don't snap his neck again.]

[damnshane]

Laughing 'with me'? [seriously? he'd let out a snort being quick to run his mouth.] I think that's bullshit.

[he reacted to the comment long before he allowed himself a moment for his brain to process who exactly it was. yes, the face was familiar and yet he stared for a moment. a long, hard, stare giving way for an awkward moment of silence to pass.

and realization sets in 3...


2...


1...]


......it's you. [dead.stare. oh has it been a while.]

[truckler]

Naw, man, I'm serious. [serious like a heart attack, even. He knows better than to fuck with you.] A guy like you, they'd have to be crazy to be laughin' at you, you know? They ain't that stupid, man.

[for a moment, just a moment, he lets himself hope that maybe this guy doesn't remember him. that maybe he forget. hell, maybe he's killed 20 other guys between now and then.

but then there's that stare. that hard, mean stare that was the very first thing he saw after days of being blindfolded, and oh, man, he would run right here and now if he thought he could get away.

but he can't, so he swallows nervously and tries not to back away. (at least not while he's still looking.)]

Hey, yeah, it's me, and before you do anything, just, you oughta know I never sold you out, not to anyone. I mean, I never saw any of your people, not after that--- you know, but even if I did, I wouldn't have said anything. Not a word. We're cool, what happened, it's-- I ain't holdin' it against you, I swear I'm not.

[babbling nervously? oh, yeah. you'd better believe it.]

[barsoombamf]

They all think they're funny, yours isn't the first and won't be the last.

Best put it from your mind and prepare for when they inevitably send you someplace you really do not wish to go.

[damnshane]

Everyone's a comedian around here, huh? [he'd just shake his head hearing that.

the word 'prepare' struck a cord close to home for him. his face would fault not being one to be able to mask his emotions easily – especially in a world that forced his hand many of times.]

Prepare... [a scoff.] That even possible to do in this world anymore? [it was a question he was also asking himself.]

[barsoombamf]

Indeed, or so they like to think. They also seem to take pleasure in our annoyance. They think it...'cute'.

[Yes, because an annoyed princess is downright adorable...]

[There's a slight twitch of her lips - not pity, but it's a plight she understands.]

Perhaps you're right. Perhaps "brace yourself" is a better choice of words.

i think i love you

[kristallin]

[Hmph.]

No place is a good place.

so much love! ❤ annie is one of my favs!

[damnshane]

[a shrug.] It's been working out for me so far. [and then a pause.] Ya'know I thought like that too once, before things changed. [he'd give a broken smile before looking away slightly. a can of worms was about to be opened as he felt so many thoughts and emotions building up inside of him.]

and shane is one of my favs. lol

[kristallin]

[Annie was not the best when it came to comfort or tact, mostly because she didn't care. When he turned away, she just stared at him.]

You always need to have your guard up, thinking that anything is ever that simple is just your mind lulling you.

[Change?]

What do you mean by "change". [She muttered sarcastically.]

[notaafraidanymore]

[Long time no see that's for damn sure. My how things have changed. People he use to know has changed. If you only new Shane]

Suck it up there, sunshine.

[damnshane]

Carol... long time no see. [casual Shane was casual. he almost smiled at the woman. if only he knew indeed.] Almost surprises me to hear that coming from you.

[notaafraidanymore]

[Have a half like innocent and soft smile from the wolf in sheeps clothing] Hell of a long time. [She agrees with bit of a nod] Mmm. Guess the old Carol wouldn't have said that, yeah?

[rictator]

[To say that Rick was conflicted would have been an understatement.

He's not even sure that he's really there, whether this isn't just the conjuring of his already fractured mind; he'd recovered since the prison, but the wounds he'd suffered weren't the type that ever fully healed. Apply pressure in the right places, find the soft points in his weakened foundations, and everything would crumble.]

... One hell of a joke.

[damnshane]

[he'd stare for a moment. he was slightly surprised to see him – the man he once called 'friend' – even if he knew deep down it was bound to happen sooner or later. the elephant in the room that was rick grimes.]

...yeah... [have a broken laugh...] I guess it is one hell of a joke. [...and then a broken smile to follow.]

...Almost feels like old times. [he'd keep that 'smile' in play as the words came with a hint of sarcasm and loaded with volatility.]

[rictator]

Almost.

[There wasn't a trace of a smile as Rick looked him over, still half-expecting him to vanish the moment he broke eye contact.

Not a day went by that Rick didn't think about Shane in some way or another, be it some fleeting sense of nostalgia for the life they'd left behind, or simply the persistent weight of his own guilt. Even years later, the memory of the knife in his hand was vivid and fresh, as though it had happened yesterday. He'd given him every opportunity then, tried so damned hard to make things work...

And perhaps the painful truth of it was... Shane hadn't been entirely wrong. About Randall, Sophia... He wasn't right either, but he'd understood things back then that Rick hadn't. Living in a world of 'what ifs' and 'should haves' was enough to drive a man mad, and it wasn't something Rick had ever allowed himself to indulge in - In the end, it didn't change anything. It wouldn't change what had transpired, and it sure as hell wouldn't mend things between them.]

You never were much of a negotiator.

[There was an edge to his voice that hadn't been there back on the farm, a wariness that had become as natural to him as breathing. He'd seen too much to be caught off guard now, however miraculous Shane's return may have been.]

[bromid]

Maybe you'd want to tone down the crazy?

[...hell, he's gonna say it.]

You don't want to seem inshane in front of everyone and all.