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Post by Wilhelm Albrecht on Feb 8, 2016 23:29:13 GMT
After everything was settled between Mac and Ean, and it was verified they'd have a place to crash for the night, Will had to break away from the crowd. Being a loner for so long in the apocalypse made it hard for him to be in the presence of so many other people for such a long period of time and he was starting to fear he was losing his social skills. Aela had died a few months ago already, and he was still grieving and just needed to not be around others where he could be by himself and let himself feel every dark, and ugly emotion he kept bottled inside.
That's why as soon as he found the opportunity to do so, he broke off and went into one of the upstairs bedrooms. He lay on his back on the bed, staring up at the ceiling for a while thinking like he did almost every night. Will sighed, all this thinking got him no where and was more than likely pointless. He sat up with his back against the headboard of the bed and pulled his sketchbook out of his bag, along with a pencil. It was the distraction he needed until he could drift off into sleep.
Will began to sketch out the same demonic images he did every time he felt this way, when he heard a knock at the door. It was probably Mac he thought, the man probably had more stuff to say about their journey the next day in the morning and probably was going to check if he was prepared. He was though, it was nice to finally be a part of something, and he hadn't felt purpose in a long time. "Come in." He sighed in greeting, putting down his pencil. Though who walked through the door was someone he was not expecting. "Ellen?" Will said confused, wondering what the woman even wanted with him right now.
tags:Ellen McAllister notes: This thread takes place assuming everything goes well and they crash with Ean for the night. If anything needs to be edited later, I shall do so.
Post by Ellen McAllister on Feb 9, 2016 14:34:25 GMT
Ellen walked up the stairs. Their new companion Will had this attitude about him that concerned her dad and due to them being somewhat of the same age he had sent her up to see what it was all about. Ellen herself hadn't noticed anything specific apart from the fact Will had smoothly cooperated with them, but his not caring about himself might prove to be a liability and the McAllisters preferred to have all bases covered.
Ellen knew her going up to Will was proof her dad wanted to give the young man a chance to prove himself. She also knew that if Will wouldn't make the change for himself her dad would knock some sense into him his own way and that might cause tension within the group. So sending her up first was probably a good move.
She knocked on the door, waiting for him to let her in. When she got permission to enter, she stepped through the door and closed it behind her. Will seemed surprised to see her, maybe he was expecting her dad.
"Just wanted to make sure you're okay." Ellen said, trying to break the ice. "Settling in right?"
As she waited for an answer she pondered on how to bring up the subject of him being so careless with himself. She knew she couldn't just up and say it. There was no telling how he'd react or if it was a touchy subject. She also figured she could explain a few things about her family as well. Anne-Marie hadn't been the nicest person to Will and maybe she could try to make him understand why her sister acted the way she did.
Post by Wilhelm Albrecht on Feb 11, 2016 5:55:05 GMT
Will raised his eyebrows when Ellen asked if he was okay. He couldn't remember the last time another human being had asked him that question, but he was willing to bet it was way before the world went to hell. Everyone kind of just assumed nothing was okay these days, as it undeniably wasn't, or they simply didn't care. He sat his sketchbook down beside the bed and sat up a little straighter, never breaking eye contact with her.
"I'm... okay." He said, with confusion still in his voice. Will wasn't born yesterday, and knew there was more to her coming up to him like this, but as to what he didn't know. He kept the small talk going, hoping that she'd bring up her real reasons for visiting him like this without him having to pry for an answer. "I'm settling in as good as can be expected." He briefly admitted.
Will didn't quite understand why these questions mattered. They were insignificant considering all the other problems going on at the moment, especially with how ill Ellen's sister was. He felt compelled to check in on her, and see if he could do anything to ease her in this time and bring her comfort. However, he decided against it, with how hostile Mac's youngest daughter was it probably was not in his best interest, and her father was probably better suited than him to be tending to her right now. "How's Anne-Marie holding up?" Will asked with sincere concern in his voice.
Post by Ellen McAllister on Feb 13, 2016 11:00:01 GMT
Ellen appreciated Will's concern for Anne-Marie. At least he seemed to care for other people. Maybe that was a good sign; it could mean he might not behave reckless if it would endanger others. Ellen knew her sister was going to be fine though, so she wasn't too worried. Anne-Marie was probably going to clear up pretty soon and back to her old self. Ellen figured she should have a talk with her sister about letting up, at least as far as Will was concerned.
"She's resting." Ellen answered. "She'll be fine soon enough. She's much tougher than she looks."
Still, Ellen felt like she owed an explanation and maybe an excuse for Anne-Marie's behavior. If he could understand what had happened to her maybe he could put things in perspective, and maybe would make an effort to get to know Anne-Marie for who she really was deep down inside.
Ellen put her rifle against the wall and sat down at the end of the bed. She relaxed for a moment, trying to figure out her words.
"Sorry if she gave you trouble back there." Ellen said. "With the world going to shit, she's lost herself. More so than the rest of us."
She pondered on whether or not to tell Will the reason why Anne-Marie had changed so much, but then again the story sounded so outrageous Ellen had trouble believing it herself sometimes. It didn't make it less through though. But maybe it wasn't that time just yet, maybe she should just tell Will how her sister used to be. It might pave the way for Will telling him what his own deal was so she wouldn't have to pry too much.
"She was a good person once you know?" Ellen continued. "Kind, caring... the type that got along with everyone. Deep down she still is but... well... it gets harder to reach that person she has within her every day."
Ellen sighed when she thought of the person Anne-Marie once was. She folded her hands together and leaned forward, giving it some time for Will to sink in. She just hoped she wouldn't create an awkward silence. She really hated those.
Post by Wilhelm Albrecht on Feb 20, 2016 2:04:18 GMT
"Glad to hear that she'll feel better soon." Will responded, unsure of what to really say. It was common sense that she was going to get better anyways because it was only a heat induced sickness, but he just hoped she was comfortable for the time being. His confusion only grew as Ellen walked over and sat at the end of the bed, The McAllister family had came off as a reserved group to him, and he wondered what could really be the point of this conversation because he didn't believe it was just to have small talk.
Will sat up a little straighter, focusing on Ellen and what she had to say, hoping to read in between the lines. As the eldest daughter spoke about her sister, Will couldn't help but to empathize with the young girl. He had lost himself too in this world, and probably more so than anyone else too even if he didn't show it. "It may seem like it's hard to reach that person inside of her, but without you telling me any of this, I was able to tell it's already there. She is a good person, just guarded. But in this world everything is so black and white, you can tell who is good or bad from a mile away... at least I can." Will confessed after she had finished talking.
He could never mistaken Anne-Marie's hostile and reserved behavior for her being a bad person. If she weren't a good person, she would've went trigger happy and just shot him dead today without any care of what someone thought of it. People like that did exist out here, but it definitely wasn't her. "She doesn't seem like the type to harm undeserving people, that's good enough for me. She'll come around" He said shrugging his shoulders, staring into Ellen's gaze, "Now what is it that you want to know about me? Surely you didn't come up here to just hang out - not that I'd be opposed to hanging out and pretending this world hasn't gone to shit, but that's not the case." Will said with a sigh and raising his eyebrow slightly.
He rested his hands on his lap, preparing for her to probe him with questions. They were welcomed questions though, and it was smart of them to try to get to know who he was if they were thinking of letting him stay with them. This made him hopeful, he wouldn't mind dropping his stranger status and actually becoming part of their group.
Post by Ellen McAllister on Feb 21, 2016 10:24:40 GMT
When Will said that Anne-Marie wasn't the type of person to harm undeserving people, a part of her felt compelled to tell him that she had already done so in the past, but the larger part of Ellen figured it was best to keep it from him. It felt nice to hear someone else say her sister was still a good person but until they were able to provide some stability and normality for Anne-Marie they had to keep her on a short leash. Ellen knew it. Her dad knew it. She just hoped their new allies wouldn't find out the hard way.
Will had also uncovered that she was there for a reason. It kind of made Ellen feel more at ease, but also a bit nervous about having to confront him about his behavior. She figured it would be nice if they could just hang out though, like two regular twenty-somethings pretending the world wasn't full of people, both alive and dead, trying to kill them, and just listening to music or watch a movie. But for now shit had to be serious and she figured it would be best to just get it over with.
"My dad and I have... some concerns." Ellen started. "I mean, we both think you seem like a good guy but..."
Ellen paused for a moment, thinking about carefully choosing the right words to bring up the problem.
"See Dad and I... we were both officers in the army." Ellen continued. "Dad way longer than myself. But you see, one thing you learn pretty quickly is to distinguish bravery and courage from recklessness and carelessness. The way you spoke when we met... Both Dad and myself got a feeling that you seem to care about others, but not about yourself."
Ellen tried carefully not to offend him, but it wasn't easy. Confronting someone with their own behavior never was. Still, it had to be done and she wanted to know what caused Will to behave the way he did.
"So I guess what I'm asking is what's up with that?" Ellen asked. "I mean you seem like a real good guy and it would be a shame if you'd lose your life over something really stupid."
Post by Wilhelm Albrecht on Mar 1, 2016 7:07:37 GMT
Will sighed after Ellen had confronted him about his behavior. He wasn't annoyed that she brought it up though, for her concerns were legitimate. The family had every right to be worried about Will's self destructive, careless behavior. Though he knew himself enough to know he'd never put anyone else other than him in harm.
"I can understand why that would concern you guys." He admitted, trying to choose his words carefully. Trying to admit though that you're reckless idiot that would volunteer yourself for suicidal missions, yet have concern for your own self preservation if it meant not pulling anyone down with you depending on the circumstance was hard to put in the same sentence. "But understand that I'd never put anyone around me in danger just because I don't care about the life or death outcome of situations that I'd put myself into. What I'm trying to say is my loyalty for the group, and the safety of those around me is my highest priority."
Will paused for a bit, and then decided it was best to share a little bit of his story with her so she'd get a better understanding of exactly why he was the way he is. "But to answer your question on what's up with me being so reckless, I guess it's just because I don't care about life anymore. Who can blame me? Let's be real here, there's nothing left to live for and we're going extinct. Humans finally became an endangered species. Hell, I'm surprised I even made it this far. All the people I loved didn't."
He leaned forward and rested his head in his hands, had there not been someone else in the room with him in this moment he'd probably be crying. He had never said his opinion on their damnation out loud before, this was the first time he had done so and it was almost as if saying it made the words more powerful than thinking about it. "My mom's dead. My dad's dead. I was separated from my sister, who the hell knows where she is now, but I know I'll never be seeing her again in my life if she is alive. Things started to look up when I somehow found love in this broken world, but hell even she was taken from me, I lost my girlfriend a couple months ago."
A few tears escaped from Will when he thought about Aela. She had given him so much purpose. He had stayed alive to keep her alive. With her death, his purpose had died along with it too. Will quickly wiped his tears away, embarrassed he was showing so much of his emotional weakness around someone he had just met. "So really, can you blame me?" He asked, meeting her eyes again, trying his best not to let his pain consume him.
Post by Ellen McAllister on Mar 1, 2016 12:44:43 GMT
Ellen stayed quiet for a moment after Will had spoken. She realized how lucky she had been having at least one parent and a sister left. But the part about losing a lover was something she was familiar with. But unlike Ellen at least Will knew what had happened to his girlfriend. Ellen had no idea what happened to Charlie, but knew that it was more than likely she survived the attack in Colorado and got out alive. And like Will with his sister, it was killing Ellen knowing Charlie was out there alive, but that she would probably never see her again.
But Ellen didn't believe the part about being the endangered species. Like her dad and sister she believed it would one day end and that they were going to rebuild. People just giving up like that, willing to embrace death was something Ellen couldn't tolerate. In her opinion you'd find a reason, no matter what to survive. She pondered about what to answer, whether or not to be 'understanding Ellen' or 'Ellen the army officer'. Will was a good guy but maybe he was in need of some tough love right now. She knew she didn't know him long enough to have any sway or influence over him, but that didn't mean she shouldn't try.
Ellen stood up and walked over to the window, looking through the dirty glass at the bayou in the back. She wasn't going to let this new world get to her, and neither should Will. No one should.
"You're damn right I blame you." Ellen said firmly as she turned around to face Will. "And you should blame yourself for giving up like that."
Ellen walked over to in front of the back, making sure she could face Will head on. She rested her hands on her hips realizing it was something her mother used to do as well whenever she gave one of her peptalks.
"Think I was together with my family when the defacation hit the oscillation?" Ellen asked. "Think again. I was in college in Colorado. Dad was deployed to Boston, and Anne-Marie was in DC. But when things seemed hopeless, Dad pressed on. He tracked Anne-Marie all the way to Miami and freed her from some batshit-crazy cannibal cult. Both of them pressed on and found my cold ass in the Colorado Rockies. So if defying the odds would be personified, my family and I are it."
Ellen paced back and forward before leaning of the back of the bed, her face straight and serious.
"And yeah, I lost people too." Ellen continued. "I lost my mom and brother to this. Hell, I've had more dead friends than birthdays.... But if I were to give up just like that, then what good would their sacrifice be? I lost my girlfriend too you know, first person I ever truly loved. We were separated during the attack in Colorado and it kills me every day not knowing what became of her. But if she's out there and if she's alive, she's not giving up and neither am I. I know there's a great chance I'll never see her again but I wanna be able to remember her and our time together for as long as I possibly can, even if it's sometimes painful to think of."
Ellen paused. She figured it'd be best for Will to let it sink in what she just said. She hoped he'd see the similarities in both their stories and that it would get him to thinking.
