fogeyedmarksman

[fogeyedmarksman]

*: ･ﾟ✧   the walking dead season 3 episode 5.

feel free to change pronouns, wording, etc. as needed!

“ cold drinks?”

“ now, if you would just drop me a hint about tonight.”

“ mere words cannot adequately describe the festivities ahead.”

“ it’s nap time now.”

“ take it easy.”

“ it’s alright… hey, i’m here.”

“ i still love you. you know that, right?”

“ you with me?”

“ we ain’t losing nobody else.”

“ i’m going for a run.”

“ i’ll back you up.”

“ too many pile up, we got ourselves a problem.”

“ i haven’t had much luck.”

“ is there any place that hasn’t been completely looted?”

“ we’ve built a place we can call home.”

“ maybe held together with duct tape and string, but it works.”

“ it’s ours. i’ll take it.”

“ today, we celebrate how far we’ve come.”

“ we remember those we’ve lost.”

“ i’m suggesting we delay a couple of days.”

“ we can’t wait. everything’s ready.”

“ i love a party as much as the next fella.”

“ trust me, i love a party.”

“ we’re using a lot of resources.”

“ i thought you love a party.”

“ come on, lighten up for christ’s sake.”

“ i like fun.”

“ you know, i’ve been working on an experiment all week.”

“ what are you asking?”

“ how long do you need?”

“ i don’t need long.”

“ how about you enjoy yourself tonight, and then begin over in the morning, huh?”

“ you get off on that? poking around other people’s things?”

“ we got nothing to hide here.”

“ people with nothing to hide don’t usually feel the need to say so.”

“ we all have our secrets, huh?”

“ you got the wrong idea about me.”

“ i’m just a guy trying to do right by the people i care for.”

“ so you want me to take choice out of the equation.”

“ you want me to kick you out.”

“ this is a real problem for me.”

“ people follow the rules, and whether or not it’s true, they believe it’s what keeps them alive.”

“ you’ve turned that upside down. you’ve broken the rules.”

“ if i don’t do anything, i invite anarchy.”

“ how’d it go?”

“ do we have a problem?”

“ i can handle this.”

“ how’s the perimeter look?”

“ need help?”

“ sorry you lost ‘em.”

“ part of me wishes that we killed them all on sight.”

“ it’s wrong, but… i’d trade any number of people for ours any day.”

“ what’s wrong? __ said it was urgent.”

“ i need your help.”

“ you can’t steal something that’s yours.”

“ why would you have captive biters?”

“ there’s a good reason i don’t want to go into right now.”

“ you make people uncomfortable.”

“ you put my back against the wall here.”

“ what are you saying?”

“ i’m saying what works out there don’t work in here.”

“ you know, we’re not barbarians.”

“ we got to talk.”

“ we got to go.”

“ he told me what happened.”

“ you’re freaking people out. you’re freaking me out.”

“ we can escape there after dark.”

“ we are not prisoners here.”

“ no one who comes here leaves.”

“ what are you talking about?”

“ it’s safe. there’s food, there’s shelter. there’s people, for god’s sake.”

“ that’s what they show you. but you can’t leave unless they make you.”

“ you are not making any sense.”

“ maybe you need to sit for a minute.”

“ you need to trust me.”

“ you need to give me more to go on.”

“ i think we need this.”

“ i want to give this place a real shot.”

“ breaking into houses? that is not trying. that is sabotaging.”

“ this place is not what they say it is.”

“ everybody’s worried about you.”

“ you shouldn’t be in here.”

“ you don’t have to do this all by yourself. okay?”

“ why don’t you just come on out with me? okay?”

“ yeah… yeah… it’s me.”

“ we got us a bite.”

“ we’re gonna have to kill it.”

“ hold on. there’s something interesting in it’s eyes.”

“ so don’t kill it?”

“ get your hands dirty for once, huh?”

“ i tell you what, i take back anything i said about that jacket.”

“ check this one out, he’s almost as ugly as you.”

“ company’s close. stay tight.”

“ i’m not putting that in my bag.”

“ where you off to in such a hurry, huh?”

“ you’re breaking my heart running away like that.”

“ you told us we were free to come and go whenever we liked.”

“ sweetheart, nothing personal here, but you’re gonna have to step back.”

“ see? there’s always a reason why we can’t leave yet.”

“ now if i was you, i’d find some shelter before nightfall.”

“ do you hear yourself?”

“ how can you know that?”

“ i didn’t ask for that.”

“ that’s what friends do for each other.”

“ that was no life.”

“ i’m tired. i’m tired - i don’t have another eight months in me. not like that.”

“ what about me?”

“ i’m afraid you’re gonna disappear.”

“ we always talked about this place, didn’t we? a refuge.”

“ are you coming or not?”

“ don’t do this. don’t give me an ultimatum. not after everything.”

“ you’d just slow me down anyway.”

“ i’m sorry things didn’t work out with your friend.”

“ weird to lose someone by their own choice.”

“ not sure this will make you feel better, but i’m sure you could use a drink.”

“ i’ve got the best seats in the house.”

“ it’s a little loud.”

“ i’m gonna kick your ass one-handed. oh, to hell with that. no-handed!”

“ want some more?”

“ hey. hey! where you going?”

“ what the hell is this?”

“ it’s a way to blow off steam.”

“ this is… this is sick!”

“ well, look around. everyone’s having a great time.”

“ it’s barbaric.”

“ we pull out the biter’s teeth.”

“ that’s crazy.”

“ people need entertainment.”

“ we’re reducing these things. y’know… we’re controlling them.”

“ we’re shining a light on the monster under the bed.”

“ it’s fun. it makes people feel better about the whole thing.”

“ you’re teaching them that walkers aren’t dangerous.”

“ i’m teaching them not to be afraid.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Grant) “ i want something in return for that.”

[Prompt]

Boyd released his hold and furrowed his brows, assessing Grant’s expression to try and figure out what exactly he was going to ask for, or if he was just messing with him.

“Alright. What is it you want?”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Starling) “ what do you like to do for fun?”

[Prompt]

“Oh, you know, sing... dance... skinny dip,” he replied flatly, not bothering to look at Starling as he spoke. After letting his response really settle in, he cut a glance her way, a ghost of a smile tugging at the corners of his mouth.

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Slim) “ you see it happen?”

[Prompt]

Had it been anyone other than Slim, Boyd might have remarked that since the event had occurred on the left side of the market - Boyd’s blind side - Boyd had not, in fact, seen it happen.

But Slim wasn’t privy to Boyd’s specific, dry sense of humor and the marksman didn’t want to risk upsetting him if he could help it.

“Uh, no. I missed it.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

“ you’re smart enough to know that i’m not gonna let this slide.”

[Prompt]

“You’re smart enough to know how stubborn I can be,” he countered, leveling her with a firm look, though there was a glimmer of mischief in his eye. “Looks like we’ve found ourselves a standstill, Miss O’Rourke.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

“Boyd, do you wanna go lie down?”

[Prompt]

“No, no, it’ll pass,” he murmured, closing his eyes and sitting as still as he could muster. But just as he thought he was set, he looked up at Holly and the slightly movement brought on a new wave of nausea and sharp pain behind his eyes. 

He hadn’t had one of these migraines since before he lost his family, and the realization that his mother wasn’t there to make him tea and soup to help his head and stomach settle was enough to take his breath away.

“Yeah, I’ll lay down,” he managed, although his voice cracked as he said it and that brought on a brief wave of shame. Squeezing his eyes shut again and clenching his fists, Boyd stood and then cracked his good eye open enough to make his way to the couch, where he lowered himself slowly and laid down, covering his face with his hat to block the light.

“I won’t stay long. Just need to let my head rest a minute.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Matthew) “It ain’t down there. I can tell you that.”

[Prompt]

“Well, good thing I went and checked then,” Boyd said flatly, looking up at Matthew with a disapproving stare. “Couldn’t have spoke up before I dropped down here and got my boots dirty?”

[fogeyedmarksman]

“You said I could drop by anytime.”

[Prompt]

“I did,” he agreed with a nod of his head and a slight roll of his eyes. “But I didn’t mean for you to come by and hover like a worried hen. I’ve eaten today, promise.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Starling) “Who are they?”

[Prompt]

“Scavver, far as I can tell,” he replied with a small shrug of his shoulders, and though his tone sounded uninterested, he still kept his good eye trained on the newcomer. “Seem polite enough.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

“ don’t push yourself.”

[Prompt]

“It’s just a cold, Holly,” Boyd replied with a sniffle, shuffling towards the sink with his dirty plate and empty coffee mug in his hands. “I can still walk around.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Grant) “ oh, you gotta be kidding me.”

[Prompt]

“If only I was,” he replied with a shake of his head. “It was definitely Asher, definitely coming out of your cabin, and definitely stark naked. I wish I didn’t have a working eye to have witnessed that.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

Holly had gone out of her way to track down the rest of the people she’d found gifts for, but rather than try to find Boyd, she simply waited for him to show up at Sunshine Tidings. She figured he’d be by to visit Maybelle sooner or later, and it’d be easy enough to just grab him real quick. And she had been right.

“Hey there, hold up a second,” she called, boots crunching in the snow as she jogged up behind him, a newspaper-wrapped bundle tucked under one arm. Once she’d caught up with him, Holly offered a small smile, and held the package out to him. Inside he would find an old, and well worn leather tool bag, and rolled up inside, a set of woodcarving tools, “It ain’t much I guess, but Merry Christmas. Hope you ain’t got nothin’ like it already. But, I guess if you do you’ll just have spares.”

She paused, glancing towards Maybelle’s cabin, and then back at her own, “Ain’t sure if you got plans or anything for Christmas Day, but…you’re welcome to come over my place if you want. Won’t have nothin’ special goin’ on but I’d cook somethin’,” she paused again, this time to try and restrain a teasing smirk, “Unless you was plannin’ on visitin’ Maybelle. I wouldn’t wanna get in the way of that.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

Holly made her way down to the familiar camp just outside of the settlement, carrying a stack of boards in her arms. Scrap pieces, near identical in size, too short to build anything with, but still nice enough pieces of wood. Her pace slowed slightly as she neared the camp, and then when she spotted Boyd, called, "Hey. Mind if I keep you company for a while? Promise I won't hassle you 'bout comin' up to the settlement just yet."

Boyd was taking a brief break in his watch and was providing Lucky with some much-needed attention. The dog was on her back, tail waggling happily as she received belly rubs. At the sound of someone approaching, Lucky craned her neck to look at who was coming up, and Boyd turned to look as well.

“Sure, I don’t mind the company,” he said, motioning for Holly to sit where she pleased. Lucky rolled onto her feet and scurried over to the trader, sniffing and wagging excitedly.

[fogeyedmarksman]

“ i love you. “ ( from Maybelle )

[Prompt]

He had heard her wrong. Had to have. Or she wasn’t talking to him. Must be talking to Lucky, or Sweet Pea, or Cherry Bomb. Or any one of her chickens. But not Boyd. That didn’t make sense.

Boyd managed to voice his confusion with an articulate: “Hu- what?”

[fogeyedmarksman]

❛ weather ain’t let up. you still headin’ out? ❜

[Prompt]

“Figure I’d give you some time to rest up,” he said, standing but not moving towards the door. “Can’t be all that nice having to look at my mug while you ain’t feeling good.”

[fogeyedmarksman]

(Grant) ❛ you don’t look too friendly partner. ❜

[Prompt]

“You’re observant,” Boyd commented without much emotion in his tone, leveling his eye on the man. 

[fogeyedmarksman]

“You were rude to my friend.”

[Prompt]

“I’m rude to everyone,” he replied flatly, before flicking his one good eye between Holly’s friend and herself. “...but I’m sorry if I upset your friend. Happy?”