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littlebro_dixon ([personal profile] littlebro_dixon) wrote in [community profile] drybones 2012-06-10 06:40 pm (UTC)

Walkers. [He says it as if that explained everything. At her continued blank look, he elaborates.] The dead people. Y'know. ...Ain't never heard the name before?

[He stops abruptly at the shuffle over around the next bend, one hand raised in what should be a universal 'hold up, don't move'. Daryl immediately falls into a hunting stance, back bowed forward and arms stock straight. Moving ahead, he doesn't make a sound despite the fallen leaves and branches and debris at his feet. There's a gurgling moan around the corner, and he rounds it without a sound and fires his bow. The geek is down in a rumpled, bloody heap in under a second.]

A'right. [He'll just be retrieving that arrow now, not minding the gore as he tears his prized arrow from its rotten skull.] Let's keep movin'.

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