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May. 28th, 2017 09:51 pm
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Date: 2017-06-26 03:35 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ Pain bloomed hotly, the eruption of it consuming every single part of him until he knew of little else. Time slowly stilled as the shadows closed in and the sight of red faded further and further until nothing else remained. The spell only broke when he started to come to in and out but never for very long. How much time had passed? It made everything a haze but he caught glimpses here and there -- flowers and concern, Shane gesturing wildly and though he tried to reassure everyone, he couldn't manage to stay awake long enough. His heavy eyelids always closed before he could, the cottony dryness of his mouth preventing any words from falling out.

Months later but what felt like days for him, Rick's eyes fluttered open fully for the first time in so long. With a faint groan, his eyes drifted beside him to take in the fresh flowers but only wilted buds met his gaze. What. Stumbling from the bed, he called out for the nurse but no one came. Odd. Pushing himself onto unsteady feet, Rick pushed his way out of the door. Why had someone put something in front of his door for?

Chaos greeted him in the hallway, Rick holding onto the aching middle of his stomach but it didn't stop him from continuing forward. He needed answers and couldn't find them if he stayed still. Along the way, he noted bullet holes, blood splatters and so many thing strewn all around. Something really terrible happened. A shoot out?

Trying to not groan, he finally met a door, his eyes reading it with confusion --

DON'T OPEN - DEAD INSIDE.

An epidemic of some kind? Decayed looking fingers poked through the thin crack of the door, the rattling rasps sounding wrong to his ears and he stumbled backwards.

What. Nothing made sense. Nothing at all. ]

Date: 2017-06-30 03:49 pm (UTC)
ringleadering: (hurt)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ The sound alerted Rick through the haze of his own mind trying to piece things together. What did the fingers creeping through the opening mean? But he knew he couldn't risk opening the door even in the pursuit of information. Carl and Lori needed him and he needed to do anything to reunite with them. Turning on his heel, a man came into view. A man with a gun pointed at him. Perfect. The first few minutes awake and he already managed to run into some crazed man. Did he have something to do with the state of the hospital?

Where did everyone go?

Head tilted to the side, he realized he needed to say something to keep the man calm and to not shooting up the place. He already woke up from one gunshot wound and didn't feel like earning another so soon. ]


You don't have to do this. [ Voice raspy with disuse, Rick held his hands up as best as he could, wincing at the shift it caused to his side. Ouch. It hurt like hell and more than anything he just wanted to rest but knew he couldn't.

Something terrible happened and he needed to find his son and Lori. ]


We can - talk about this. [ Didn't the man realize he didn't have time for this? ]

Date: 2017-07-27 03:21 am (UTC)
ringleadering: (hurt)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ The guy relaxed a little from his explanation but he remained keenly aware of the gun staying aimed at him. He couldn't blame the guy for being cautious since he'd be the same way if the roles were reversed. Letting out a slow breath even if he ached his ribs, he slowly let his arms fall. ]

Got shot on the job. Been in a coma ever since. [ At least, it seemed as if he had been in a coma, his memory remained fuzzy at best for the past - however, long it had been. For him, it seemed hardly any time at past but the state of things around him spoke otherwise. ]

What're you in here for? [ Two could play the question game, trigger happy. ]

Date: 2018-02-08 01:37 am (UTC)
ringleadering: (looking into the distance)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ An infection? The amount of blood and disarray around them seemed to paint a very different picture on what actually happened. The guy must be trying to soften the blows for some reason.

Clutching at his side, he regarded him for a moment, trying to decide a couple things. ]


Why did ya stay? I'm sorry 'bout your wife. Has it been awhile? Place looks like a disaster round here.

Date: 2018-03-22 01:10 am (UTC)
ringleadering: (hurt)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ Nodding with understanding, he reached out a hand to a nearby wall to prop himself up. The weakness frustrated him and he really had very little time to rest and try to regain his strength. ]

You been outside? What's goin' on? They've got to have things in better order by now, right?

Date: 2018-04-10 08:06 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ Each new bit of information sunk his heart further in his chest. How could the government mess up so badly? With coordination things should have been taken care of. What were survivors doing in the meantime?

He refused to believe there weren't plenty who made it through. ]


I've got to get home. [ Lori and Carl would be fine, he just needed to see where they went and then reunite with them. ]

Date: 2018-04-27 07:48 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ Half dead guy. He almost took offense but he just woke up from a coma of how long and currently only had on a hospital gown. Not exactly a lot of confidence to inspire his physical state. ]

Yeah. I'm nearby. Let's get movin'.

[ Without waiting for much of a response, Rick started hobbling off in the direction of the exit. ]

Date: 2018-07-03 04:19 pm (UTC)
ringleadering: (thoughtful)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ In all honesty, Rick lost focus and attention on Negan the second they're outside because he needed to be alert with other things. There were so many bodies and an eerie kind of oppressive silence, which prickled at his skin and churned up the bile in his stomach. What all happened? How could it happen?

The trek toward a his house took longer than normal because of the slower movements he needed to take. ]


This is mine. [ He explained, moving quicker through the house than he did outside, calling out to Lori and Carl just in case but they weren't there. It sunk his heart so low in his chest but they must have made it out safe. He refused to think otherwise. ]

I'll get some bags and we can gather things up. [ Afterward, he'd leave the guy and head to the sheriff's station to acquire a few things. ]

Date: 2018-07-25 12:51 am (UTC)
ringleadering: (you got to be kidding me)
From: [personal profile] ringleadering
[ Tears stung his eyes, the overwhelming possibilities tearing away at his mind as he continued to move through the space. The home which for the most part held such happy memories. Things were difficult the last few years but he knew they could work it out and make it work again. There were little doubts in his mind about it. But for now, the grief overwhelmed him and he needed a few moments.

Breathing in and out, he sunk down onto the bed for a moment, clutching onto one of Carl's old stuffed animals he plucked from his room. He used to sleep with the thing every night.

A sense of purpose washed over him while he sat there and he started gathering things up, changing into his sheriff's uniform and out of the hospital gown.

He noticed the photo albums were all gone. They were safe. They had to be. ]


The photo albums are all gone. Lori must have taken 'em. [ Rick announced, dropping a few empty bags onto the coffee table. The already packed ones he put over in the corridor leading to the front door but not blocking the way just in case. ]

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