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Daryl Dixon ([personal profile] unsleeved) wrote in [community profile] entranceway 2013-04-23 06:22 pm (UTC)

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[As curious as he is, as ominous as this entire situation is, and as much as he wants to get this over with, he doesn't push her. He waits, stock-still (except for the way he's worrying at his lip, a nervous gesture, a habit he can't seem to get rid of) and silent while she composes herself.

And when she finally does come out with it, he's still quiet for a few moments more as he tries to wrap his head around this. To process this. Back in Georgia, that kind of thing is nothing but a child's story, some campfire shit the older kids would make up to weed out the pussies out in the woods. Bullshit, basically, and there was a time when he probably wouldn't have believed it no matter who was telling him.

But now? With the dead walking back home and the kind of crazy shit he's seen here? Kids turning into animals right in front of his face, the entire world shifting around him while he sleeps... Yeah, he's a little more open to bullshit stories at this point. Stories gotta come from somewhere, right? And he's fucking positive he'd seen that goddamn chupacabra no matter what National Geographic has to say on the matter.

But more than all of that... He trusts Ruby, at least enough to know that she wouldn't fuck with him like this. What could she possibly gain from it?]


..You're the wolfman. [It sounds... Completely retarded is how it sounds. Just... Give him a minute here.] ...Wolfwoman. That what you're tellin' me?

[Well, she had mentioned "faries" in that video when she'd arrived... Lord have mercy.]

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