[video] may the sickness of my heart be told

[shorthair]

[Forward dated to the latter half of day 3. Clementine's been surviving like she always does, but nothing could have prepared her for discovering Georgia and Shaun- No, they're- they're zombies, and they're not themselves anymore. She's trying not to shake while she holds the fucking network post, because what the hell are they going to do?

This whole place is gonna turn into- into zombies, and if she dies, she's gonna just add to it. Her voice is harsh, strained, desperate to be heard. She's only partially in the frame of the video itself, checking the ammo in her gun.]

Don't kill the zombies in the water.

It's- It's Georgia and Shaun, and if you kill those zombies, their juices get in the water and anyone that touches that water will be infected too. We'll all be screwed, okay?

Just don't- We gotta find another way, and killing them up close isn't really smart either, but if you shoot them and they splatter- [Fuck. It's hard talking about them like this. People aren't gonna get it or they'll think she's just callous and hard, and she is because she has to be. Carver said she was like him, because sometimes- sometimes she has to be like him, hard, willing to kill without flinching.]

I'm gonna figure it out.


Private to Iris

[her voice goes softer when she's not addressing a big crowd of people that she needs to convince to listen to her. it's iris so it's different, and she slides a hand behind her neck, wincing.]

I ran into them while I was trying to make it to you so I couldn't really make it to you. Yet.

Comments

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[watchmaker]

[he sounds super calm about this, mostly because he doesn't really have normal emotions but also he didn't know georgia or shaun in the first place. there's just the perpetual undercurrent of annoyance that comes with this brand new life of constantly being submerged in water. it's unpleasant.]

No chance of finding a muzzle? Plastic bag, perhaps?

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[thesamurai]

I can get to you, Clementine.

[ She's panicking on the inside, wanting to check her right now for bites or scratches, but she's outwardly calm, knowing she can't afford not to be. ]

We'll get them to a room together, me and you. Tell me where they are.

[ Because she knows she can't convince Clementine to sit this out, just like she couldn't have convinced Carl. ]

private.

[demonstrate]

[ iris is already on worry patrol when she sees clementine's post. barry isn't answering his phone, and she hasn't seen a streak of gold and red throughout the mansion, which is very uncharacteristic of him. the flash is always there to save those that need saving. but if anything could pull her out of that mindset, it's clementine and georgia. she is not leaving clementine to deal with this alone. she shouldn't have to. (she should have never had to.)

keeping her town level and resolved, iris replies: ]

Then I'll make it to you. Where are you?

text; late tag in but I'M HERE

[mettatonvevo]

[Its's a quick text and not as verbose as his usual flair since he is currently a bit..."busy" with the subjects of Clementine's message, but checking the Network has proven to be a good thing for getting information.]

W8, so that's wats wrong w them???? Theyre zombs???

[Forgive him, he's got Mickey Mouse hands in this form and there are zombies chewing on his arms.]