Aug. 25 - Another Hunter
Title: Another Hunter
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen.
Word Count: 702.
Timeline: Post-Chosen / TWD: 02x01 - What Lies Ahead.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss and TWD belongs to whoever holds the copyright.
Summary: Rick and Amy bring Otis back to the traffic snarl.Author's Note: Follows ' Turn of Events', ' Let's Talk', ' Difficult Decisions', ' The Second Herd', and ' Church Bells'.
A/N 2: Very short and rough because I managed to set off the fire alarm and had to deal with security. *facepalm*
When the five of them returned to the temporary camp it was to find that Rick and Amy had gone off into the woods in an attempt to hunt down fresh dinner. Dale was sitting on the roof of his RV keeping watch and everyone else just seemed to be milling around doing nothing in particular. Mainly just stretching their legs and generally moving after so much time in the cars.
Most of the day would probably be over by the time Rick and Amy came back so there was no point in trying to get back through the traffic snarl. Instead, they decided to move enough of the cars off the road so they could get an early start the day after. It would serve a dual purpose in that it showcased their strength while clearing the road so they wouldn't have to double back and use precious fuel. None of the cars were moved entirely out of the way, just far enough for the RV to be able to drive by without bumping into any of them. All the two Slayers did was push them off the middle of the road where it was easiest to get access.
The feat of strength shocked everyone but the only one who made a fuss about it was Shane, and to a much lesser degree, Lori, and by the sound of his arguments it had more to do with his damaged masculinity than the presence of stronger people in their group. Which figured, Buffy, noted to herself a little annoyed but unsurprised. The rest looked at them with more weariness and apprehension, but they didn't shy away. Group mentality said to stay close to those who could protect you the best, and the two newcomers had just moved to the top of the list.
By the time their two pseudo-hunters came back empty-handed they already had a low fire burning, and when they arrived Lori and Jacqui opened several cans of soup in lieu of a fresh game. The two of them brought along an overweight man with a hunting rifle whom they'd met in the forest while both of them tried to shoot a deer. Both Rick and the other hunter, Otis, had missed it by inches and scared it away.
The stranger had been reluctant to take them to where he was living or even tell them how many they were, so Rick had invited him to come back to the traffic snarl with them and meet the others. The man was on foot, alone, and hunting so it made sense he hadn't traveled far, but none of them were familiar enough with the area to take a gander at where he might be staying.
As they were eating a meager dinner in an attempt to make their provisions last longer, it was time to stop the small talk. "Have you heard the church bells?" Buffy asked, mostly out of curiosity.
The man gave her a confused look, "What church bells?" Then he a light went off, and he exclaimed, "Oh, shi-oot." Changing his choice of curse word half-way through at a glare from the two mothers, who looked pointedly between him and their children. "Sorry. There are no little ones back home."
"The bells? Buffy asked again.
"Right. The Baptist Church has automated church bells, gives the priest more time for the congregation if he doesn't have to ring the bells too. Didn't know no one thought to turn them off. The diseased are attracted to sound so someone should've done it, but." And he hesitated a little before he went on, "People panicked. They fled when the dead began to rise and attack them."
That meant they lived far enough away not to hear the bells every time they rang, or they were truly local and the sound was so familiar they didn't think it was out of the ordinary. The first choice was acceptable but if it was the second then who knew what else they might be missing.
"We turned them off," T-Dog interjected. "Attracting more of the walkers are very, very bad." Otis nodded in agreement, and they spent the rest of the meal mostly silence.
Author: 3am_moonlight
Crossover: BtVS / The Walking Dead (TV)
Rating: Gen / Teen.
Word Count: 702.
Timeline: Post-Chosen / TWD: 02x01 - What Lies Ahead.
Disclaimer: The Buffyverse belongs to Joss and TWD belongs to whoever holds the copyright.
Summary: Rick and Amy bring Otis back to the traffic snarl.Author's Note: Follows ' Turn of Events', ' Let's Talk', ' Difficult Decisions', ' The Second Herd', and ' Church Bells'.
A/N 2: Very short and rough because I managed to set off the fire alarm and had to deal with security. *facepalm*
When the five of them returned to the temporary camp it was to find that Rick and Amy had gone off into the woods in an attempt to hunt down fresh dinner. Dale was sitting on the roof of his RV keeping watch and everyone else just seemed to be milling around doing nothing in particular. Mainly just stretching their legs and generally moving after so much time in the cars.
Most of the day would probably be over by the time Rick and Amy came back so there was no point in trying to get back through the traffic snarl. Instead, they decided to move enough of the cars off the road so they could get an early start the day after. It would serve a dual purpose in that it showcased their strength while clearing the road so they wouldn't have to double back and use precious fuel. None of the cars were moved entirely out of the way, just far enough for the RV to be able to drive by without bumping into any of them. All the two Slayers did was push them off the middle of the road where it was easiest to get access.
The feat of strength shocked everyone but the only one who made a fuss about it was Shane, and to a much lesser degree, Lori, and by the sound of his arguments it had more to do with his damaged masculinity than the presence of stronger people in their group. Which figured, Buffy, noted to herself a little annoyed but unsurprised. The rest looked at them with more weariness and apprehension, but they didn't shy away. Group mentality said to stay close to those who could protect you the best, and the two newcomers had just moved to the top of the list.
By the time their two pseudo-hunters came back empty-handed they already had a low fire burning, and when they arrived Lori and Jacqui opened several cans of soup in lieu of a fresh game. The two of them brought along an overweight man with a hunting rifle whom they'd met in the forest while both of them tried to shoot a deer. Both Rick and the other hunter, Otis, had missed it by inches and scared it away.
The stranger had been reluctant to take them to where he was living or even tell them how many they were, so Rick had invited him to come back to the traffic snarl with them and meet the others. The man was on foot, alone, and hunting so it made sense he hadn't traveled far, but none of them were familiar enough with the area to take a gander at where he might be staying.
As they were eating a meager dinner in an attempt to make their provisions last longer, it was time to stop the small talk. "Have you heard the church bells?" Buffy asked, mostly out of curiosity.
The man gave her a confused look, "What church bells?" Then he a light went off, and he exclaimed, "Oh, shi-oot." Changing his choice of curse word half-way through at a glare from the two mothers, who looked pointedly between him and their children. "Sorry. There are no little ones back home."
"The bells? Buffy asked again.
"Right. The Baptist Church has automated church bells, gives the priest more time for the congregation if he doesn't have to ring the bells too. Didn't know no one thought to turn them off. The diseased are attracted to sound so someone should've done it, but." And he hesitated a little before he went on, "People panicked. They fled when the dead began to rise and attack them."
That meant they lived far enough away not to hear the bells every time they rang, or they were truly local and the sound was so familiar they didn't think it was out of the ordinary. The first choice was acceptable but if it was the second then who knew what else they might be missing.
"We turned them off," T-Dog interjected. "Attracting more of the walkers are very, very bad." Otis nodded in agreement, and they spent the rest of the meal mostly silence.