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maggie already hated it here. though she could room comfortably with her husband, the workload was only worse and the place radiated negativity. unlike alexandria, where it actually felt like a community. this was no community. even the prison back in georgia felt more homely than this place. she had been organizing food items, trying not to strain herself too much, when she heard a girl speak up as she walked through. she looked up, her anger obvious on her expression, and set down another box. “unfortunately, my friends who risk their lives on these supply runs don’t really have the luxury of gettin’ that stuff. but if you’d like, you can go outside the walls and find some your damn self.”

unlike reya, she knew those who came from alexandria would hate the sanctuary. and honestly, she understood why. they were being uprooted from their home and put in a place that wasn’t anything like what they had before. no one liked changed, not even in a world like this. so she knew she’d try to make them as comfortable as they could be around her, even with the title she carried around. the second maggie gave her an angry look, reya bit her lip, nodding her head lightly. “look, i get it. the supply runs aren’t fun and they suck and sometimes we loose people.. but we need the stuff to survive. yeah, there’s a lot of people here who could go too but i can’t change his rules.” she said softly, taking a deep breath. “i would actually, if i could without getting caught. out there has freedom unlike anything i can get in here.”

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sherry looked over slowly, sighing when she saw reya there. one of the few people here she knew she could trust. she nodded her head, letting her head lay on her friend’s shoulder as she looked out again, seeing the walkers chained to the fences. “yeah… it’s almost like he’s trying to torture everyone,” she murmured. “he dangles a bone in front of our faces then rips it away the next second. think he gets off on shit like that.”

lucky enough for reya, she did have people in the sanctuary she could trust and talk to, no matter the situation. sherry happened to be one of those people. as the other leaned her head against reya’s shoulder, a small chuckle left her lips. “would that really surprise you with him?” she asked in rhetoric, her brow raising slightly. “he probably does, just like some of his minions do. i know no one really wants to hear it, but we’re safe here. it might suck, but we’re alive.” reya continued, wrapping an arm around the other. “how was the move? everything go smoothly?” 

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Matt looked down at the ground, scratching the back of his head. He felt embarrassed, for almost bumping into the woman, but at least she was understandable, she didn’t make a big deal out of it like most of the other Saviors would. Sighing, he shrugged. “I’m fine. It’s just, I’m pretty sure I’m all alone now.” He hadn’t seen his brother since the storm and he had accepted the possibility that he was most likely dead. “I think my brother is gone.”

the second the words left the other’s lips, she felt her own form into a frown, taking a small breath as she tried to think of something to say. she’d lost people too, but not family. “we might not know each other very well, but i can tell you that you’re not alone. there’s so many people here who you can talk to. me being one of them, okay?” she told him, placing a hand on his shoulder. “we don’t know that for sure, and i promise you i’m going to make sure they’re looking for him every day.”

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reya was mostly relieved to be back at the sanctuary because it was her home, had been for a while now. however, there was a small part of her that was going to miss alexandria and the freedom it gave her, but she knew there was nothing she could do about that now. but that didn’t meant the mischievous side of her didn’t have an idea brewing in her head the second she stepped back into familiar territory. “please, tell me someone brought alcohol back with them?” she said, half talking to herself before she painted on a smile as she noticed someone near her. “i need it... for scientific purposes, of course. you’re welcome to share if someone did bring some back.”

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Having been out on her own before she’d become a part of the saviors meant that the sanctuary was the closest thing to home she’d had since she’d ventured into georgia, so being back wasn’t too bad in her opinion. plus, here she actually knew where everything was. back in alexandria she felt like she asked where things were so many times her lips probably turned blue. reya had been heading to get some food when someone almost bumped into her, her brows instantly knitting together. “it’s alright, hon. accidents happen.” she told him with an understanding smile. “are you alright, though? wanna talk about it? i’ve been told i’m a pretty good listener.”

In a way, Matt was glad to be back at the Sanctuary, to be home again. But at the same time, it didn’t feel right, to come back here without his brother. He hadn’t seen or heard from him since the storm and he was starting to think that he was probably all alone in this world. Sighing, he left his backpack in his room before walking out into the corridor and almost bumping into someone. “I’m sorry. I was distracted, it was my fault.”

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while alexandria was a little bit more roomy, there wasn’t a huge part of reya that was going to miss it. however, she would miss the freedom of it all, but you win some, you lose some.. that was the way life worked. after relaxing for a while, she stepped out into the courtyard, taking a deep breath as she quickly spotted sherry, quietly making her way over to the other. “didn’t want to leave alexandria, huh?” she asked, tucking a strand of hair behind her ear with a small smile. “it was nice, but you know nice things never last.. not anymore.”

sherry did not want to be back at the sanctuary. it only reminded her of the bad times. back in alexandria, it felt like a home. here, it was a prison. she smoothed down the tight, short, black dress she was designated to wear as she stepped out into the courtyard, sighing heavily. she hadn’t missed this. not at all.

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— REYA CASTILLO is a TWENTY-FIVE year old member of THE SAVIORS. she looks a lot like SHAY MITCHELL. ( one of negan’s wives. )

hello hello, i’m cait, i’m 22 and i live in the CST and tbh i am so, so SO excited to be here and bring this mess of a woman here!! i’ve got some more bullet points n things like that for hher under the cut and a connections page up right here ( it’s hella basic but it is 2:40 am after all i WILL add more as i think of things ) !! if you’d like to plot with reya, please like this or IM me because i’m super hype to plot w ya’ll!! 

BIOGRAPHY.

born and raised in new orleans, louisiana to two very loving parents.

her parents were a doctor and a lawyer, meaning they weren’t around a lot so reya kinda had to take care of herself growing up and because if it, she’s very independent.

but even tho she had to fend for herself, she never struggled to do so. in fact, it was quite the opposite. her parents spoiled her with material things because they felt bad they couldn’t be there all the time.

she’s an only child, meaning she didn’t have anyone around while she was growing up, but part of her was okay with that because it meant she got everything her parents bought for her and she didn’t have to share it with anyone

her life was pretty easy, really. schooling went great and she was at the top of her classes in everything.

and things were pretty easy, up until the outbreak.

she didn’t even know about it until one of her friends from school came pounding on her door, pulling her into their vehicle as they took off towards georgia.

reya had no idea if her parents were okay or not considering she had no way of contacting them, but she did know they were both in different parts of georgia on business when the outbreak happened so she willingly went with her friends in search of her parents.

she ended up finding her parents, but sadly, they were no longer alive, but a part of a walker heard that took a few of her friends from her right before her eyes.

after that, she began losing people one by one to different things, walkers, people, until she was alone, having to fight and fend for herself all over again, just like she did as a child.

luckily, though, she happened to run into a group of people that took her in, cleaned her up and gave her a roof over her head.

sure, those people didn’t have the most orthodox way of going about things, but they kept her safe.

shortly after that, she found herself with the title of ‘wife’ among some other women and unlike some, she didn’t mind the title. she knew it’d keep her safe, keep her feed and make sure she could get whatever she wanted.

PERSONALITY.

she tends to hide behind a wall of sarcasm, and doesn’t really care to get to know people because she’s afraid she’ll lose them too.. however, if someone were to break past that wall, she’d let them.

is not afraid to speak her mind our use her “power” to get what she wants. however, that isn’t always, just in dire situations.

highkey hot mess. h i g h k e y.

fluent in a lot of languages and tends to speak them when she’s angry.

even though she’s sarcastic, she’s actually really kind once you get past that wall

will flirt w everyone, no matter what...it’s in her blood

is extremely intelligent and probably goes around checking numbers of things just for fun.

one of those people who sees the good in everyone

also knows that people have to do what they have to do to survive, even if it isn’t really the “right” thing to do.

will literally bite ur head off if u try to insult her or one of the other wives.

is a burnt sinnamon roll who has lowkey good intentions but horrible executions.

actually doesn’t mind being under negan as one of his wives because it’s better than being alone and outside of the sanctuary ( meaning she’d probably defend him depending on the situation )

loVES to read??? like can read an entire harry potter book in a day ??

cares, a lot, but pretends that she hates the world because it’s easier than letting people in.

knows how to use guns, knifes and her hands to fight her way through walkers or people if need be and probably begs the saviors to let her go on runs with them because she hates constantly being locked inside.

pretty much does whatever she wants as long as she knows shes not putting herself or anyone else at risk

also has a little bit of a rebellious streak in her and probably sneaks out every once in a while just to talk a walk or something because she likes knowing that she still can fend for herself even though she doesn’t really need to anymore.

full of horrible puns

can be pretty damn persuasive and manipulative when she wants to be.

drinks……. a lot… like….. probably bleeds whiskey

STATS

BASICS

Full Name: Reya Nicole Castillo. Nickname(s): Rey, Nic. Age: Twenty-five. Date of Birth: October 31st. Zodiac Sign: Scorpio. Place of Birth: New Orleans, Louisiana. Ethnicity: Filipino / American. Nationality: American. Gender: Female. Sexual Orientation: Bisexual. Romantic Orientation: Bisexual. Religion: N/A. Occupation: Survivor / Wife. Language(s) Spoken: Spanish, Russian, French, Italian & English. Accent: None.

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE

Face Claim: Shay Mitchell Hair Color: Dark Brown / Black. Eye Color: Brown. Height: 5′ 4″. Weight: 126 lbs. Build: Average. Tattoos: X, X, X, X, X, X, X. Piercings: None. Distinguishing Characteristics: None.

PERSONALITY

Label: The Hedonist. Positive Traits: Adventurous, Witty, Intelligent. Negative Traits: Reckless, Sarcastic, Rebellious. Likes: Rain, nighttime, fall, traveling, adventures, art, astronomy, greek history, tattoos, whiskey. Dislikes: Seafood, heat, staying in.

FAMILY

Father: Tomas Castillo. ( deceased. ) Mother: Maria Castillo. ( deceased. ) Sibling(s): None. Pet(s): One husky named Balto & one tuxedo persian cat named Lucifer. ( presumably deceased. )

TESTS

Myers-Briggs: ESTP-A Enneagram: Type 8 ( The Challenger. ) Temperament: Choleric. Hogwarts House: Slytherin.

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