Post by Melody Blue on Mar 3, 2015 16:08:30 GMT
Mel came trotting downhill, with a map in one hand and her gun in another. She'd headed out in hope of scavenging, others had tried to go with her but she insisted to go on her own. They'd only get in her way anyhow and she couldn't afford to be responsible for their deaths if something were to go wrong. She'd wandered a long ways from Terminus in search of some sort of food. They'd run quite low and it was highly problematic, if they ran out of food, they ran out of hope.
She'd gotten slightly irritated with a few back at Terminus, they'd gotten nippy with her for turning down food. Of course she was grateful but there were others who could use it more. Than you had the greedy assholes whom would hide food and keep for themselves. She'd quickly given them a piece of her inner thoughts.
Her trigger finger had a devilish itch, of course she wouldn't blow any heads off today. Not unless necessary, but she was determined to keep hostilities to a minimum if Mel were to run into others. She stopped to pop another CD in her headphones, It was Dog Teeth by Nicole Dollanganger...Sad but beautiful song in her personal opinion.
She kept the music to a minimum so she could hear her surroundings but a little music was necessary for her and others wellbeing.
She just hoped her manual instincts wouldn't override her goodwill.
