+ Wanted to get it real home-like... +

[vitaelamorte]

Who: EVERYONE!
Where: EVERYWHERE!
When: ANYT-- Friday, February 20 to Monday, February 23
Rating: An average PG-13? (Consider warning for explicit sexual or violent content in your thread's subject line)
Summary:
For the duration of this event each character will discover that their room has been replaced with one of their own memories, one that they find themselves particularly happy or "at home" in. More information can be found here.

This log is an opportunity for your characters to describe the memory playing in their room, so that other characters might visit, and watch the scene unfold. To help browse the collection better, please include your character's name, and their room number in the subject line (e.g. Seta Souji - 100, 6th floor) of your top-level comment.

Rooms/Comments may be locked to certain people, or be available for all to see & visit. Log participation is completely and entirely voluntary.

Have fun!

Comments

[thesamurai]

She has to agree with him and she nods slowly, running a hand over her face. She loves Carl and Judith, would do anything for them. All of the things she couldn't do for Andre.

"They're gonna grow up, and they're gonna be able to survive, Rick. We'll make sure of it." Both of them, together.

[iseethings]

He knows it. She doesn't even have to say, he just knows it.

"We got each other's backs."

[thesamurai]

She can feel that, some kind of hope, some kind of longing, and she looks at him, eyes suspiciously wet as she nods.

"Yeah, Rick. I have your back."

There's genuine respect there, he'll know it. Respect, a feeling of safety with him, of reassurance. She has no problem standing by his side, and now he'll have to know, for sure.

[iseethings]

It’s cold out, and it’s almost refreshing, the chill taking some of the air out of his lungs, making him feel better than he was.

“How much do you trust this place, Michonne?”

[thesamurai]

"I don't," she said instantly, mostly irritated by it. "Some of the people, they're okay. But trusting the place itself? I don't. It's random. Chaotic. The only thing I know for sure is that shit's always going to happen whether it's this bullshit or something to fight."

[iseethings]

"We know how to handle it," Rick nodded, not doubting it for a moment. "Guess it's alright to enjoy the hot showers, the food, everything else. We don't have to trust it."

They could play the game, do what they needed to do, and just have each other's backs.

[thesamurai]

Michonne nods slowly, can feel his resolve and it makes her own stronger.

"I've been stocking up. Keeping non-perishable food in my room just in case. Shit's not happening and catching me with my ass hanging out again. We know how this works and what to do."

[iseethings]

"Got some people here that know about walkers. Know how to fight. I think if things go bad, we'd have some allies," Rick mentions. Michonne must know some of them by now, too. "You met Sam and Simon yet?"

[thesamurai]

"Not Simon. But three people - Bela, Gabriel, Maxine. They're good," she says with a glance over at him.

"Bela looks like Maggie. Carbon copy."

[iseethings]

"Sam told me about Maxine," Rick nods. But he didn't know that about Bela, and he raises an eyebrow. "Same face?"

[thesamurai]

Michonne nods a little. "Same everything. Just a different accent. Not from a world like ours at all. It's...weird. Talkin' to her."