Closed; Girl meets zombie

[smarterthanthem]

Who| Clementine and R
What| Who knew there was a Walker, or close enough, as a tribute? Clem's about to be very disturbed.
Where| One of the old town houses.
When| Backdated to week 1
Warnings/Notes| Possible threat of violence

Clementine sits on the back step of the house. Ellie's inside, sleeping, it's Clem's turn to keep watch. Bundled up inside her coat and Ellie's knife in hand she huddles up under the fabric, trying to keep as warm as she can against the cold fog. The front door is barricaded and so this is the only exit (excluding the windows) of the house, it had seemed secure enough to make a resting place for the day.

They've been lucky so far, aside from a couple closely avoided encounters with some of the monsters (and the woman Clem had hit with the brick) they haven't really run into trouble yet.

Comments

[shambler]

R waffles, because zombies usually aren't decisive thinkers. He stumbles backward, head hanging down, eyes on her and wondering if he should keep trying to talk to her or maybe the kinder thing to do would be to beat a retreat. Thinking about it, R's going with option 2: dropping his eyes, he wheels awkwardly around and does exactly what Clementine says.

He goes away.

[smarterthanthem]

Clementine swallows and as soon as he's out of sight collapses down onto the step, putting her head in her hands.

Their singly encounter was brief but it'd definitely left her with a lot to think about.