Sitting on the edge of the fountain...

[bravelittlehero]

Who: Clementine...join her!
Where: She is sitting on the edge of the fountain.
When: The afternoon of October 6th
What: Clementine has arrived.
Warnings: Possible talk of death/zombies/blood...
Style: Going with the flow
Status: Open . Very open. 

Clementine was sitting on the edge of the fountain, her journal resting on her lap. She'd woken up in this strange place near a fountain not too long ago and since then, she has been sitting on the edge, reading the journal with fascination. Well as much as she could read. Some people used bigger, more complex words than she knew, like the welcome page. She couldn't read where she was, but she was pretty sure it didn't say Georgia. 

She was, in a word, filthy. Her dress was covered from head to toe in what looked like caked, dried blood. She smelled like someone who was a lot less than alive. Thrown on top of it was a red hoodie, one that had seen better days and had quite a few bloodstains itself, just not as bad as the others. 

She had currency in one pocket and her gun in the other. She looked out at the people, watching them. They hadn't been friendly, not at all, but they still moved like they were alive. Where was she? What would Lee do in her situation?

Comments

[alwaysgrumpy]

Well, if he was going to wander around in a confused funk, he might as well stuff his face. Akira was currently chowing down on a meal of steak on a stick, his cheeks full as he took notice of the girl at the fountain. Right near the spot he landed when he came here.

"Oh, hey. Are you that kid I spoke to earlier?" he said, looking around, "No other kids around here, so I made a guess."

[bravelittlehero]

Clementine tiled her head at him. "Maybe. I've been talking on my journal."

She smiled brightly. "I'm Clementine!"

[alwaysgrumpy]

"Akira," he said, giving her a tired smile as he swallowed down another bit of food and sat down by her, "You hungry?"

[bravelittlehero]

She shook her head. "I'm okay."

[alwaysgrumpy]

"More for me, then," he said, shredding another mouthful of fresh, smoky meat. He placed his bag aside, cracking his neck a few times, "So you mentioned something about zombies, right?"

[bravelittlehero]

"Yeah the dog said they were....somewhere." She frowned a bit. That part she didn't know but it was okay. "He seemed nice."

[alwaysgrumpy]

"I don't think he and I got on very well, I got a little carried away when he and I spoke."

[bravelittlehero]

"Oh. I'm sorry..." Clementine looked sympathetic.

[alwaysgrumpy]

"Nothin' you did, I'm just a pretty disagreeable guy," he shrugged, "Old habits, I guess. So, what are things like for you back home?"

[bravelittlehero]

"Um...not very good." Clementine shook her head. "Lots of people are sick. They die but then they walk around. We call them Walkers. But they can be called zombies too."

[alwaysgrumpy]

"...Alright, wait. Wait a minute. So you're tellin' me that we have zombies here, and where you're from there were ALSO zombies? Man, you can't catch a break."

[bravelittlehero]

"I guess not." She nodded a little. There were lots of zombies at home, but she hadn't yet found any there.

[alwaysgrumpy]

"...This is gonna' sound like a silly question, but I don't suppose your world has werewolves in it, does it?"

[bravelittlehero]

Clementine shook her head. "I don't think so."

[alwaysgrumpy]

Crap.

"Fair enough. Sorry if that's way outta' left field."