Daryl Dixon (
squirrelhunter) wrote in
paradisa2013-02-03 06:28 pm
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Hunt 16 ~ [Dictated]
[Being locked up doesn't suit Daryl Dixon at all. The second the castle let him out, he's headed straight for Carol's room. Raising his hand to knock, he realises that the name plate is gone. He instantly wrenches the door open and bursts inside. His journal falls from his pocket...
... And the next thing you'll hear is the crash of something wooden breaking.]
Shit! No, no... fuck this place!
[Then silence for a few moments. Minutes. Maybe longer.]
Carol Peletier is gone.
... And the next thing you'll hear is the crash of something wooden breaking.]
Shit! No, no... fuck this place!
[Then silence for a few moments. Minutes. Maybe longer.]
Carol Peletier is gone.

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Definitely fuck this place.
[Damn. Damn damn damn. And she's so far away ... Daryl's there all on his own.]
You better not do something stupid until I come back.
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[He's going to go get himself drunk for a few days, though.]
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We both lost, okay? We lost big. But we're here. We have to make the best of that. I learned that on the other side.
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Yeah.
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So ... don't go losing it on me. I can't lose you too. Okay?
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