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Post by Daryl Dixon on Jan 7, 2013 1:53:21 GMT -5
Daryl Dixon, once a redneck from Georgia who is now a Lord. He knew the only reason why he had the title was because he killed the actual lord and just took all of his things. that’s what he thought happened in this time period. If not, well then the youngest Dixon brother would have dug himself another hole. He seemed to be doing that a lot lately, the previous one being him captured by the Governor and all. He was standing there, literally not even that long ago and bam, he was somewhere else. That was all very strange to him. Daryl still needed to figure out how he had gotten here in the first place and who brought him here so that he could return home to the prison to where he had left everyone, Rick, Carl, Carol, and Judith.
Daryl stopped when he saw a place for people to train. He smiled. The youngest Dixon brother could definitely use a place like this so that he doesn’t get rusty on his cross bow skills. He knew it would happen if he didn’t practice. He didn’t know exactly what would happen, if he would end up being dropped back at home after a day for two or not. He would have to work things out for himself though.
Daryl stood in the middle of the training arena not sure if he really wanted to practice here or if he wanted to go out and hunt. The youngest Dixon brother was much better at doing things while he was hunting, while he was moving. He hated staying in one place for a long time. He wondered if that was because of his world, the one he came from.
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Post by Jarod on Jan 7, 2013 7:39:25 GMT -5
Jarod left the forest, where he showed up, as he tried to figure out where he was and how he got there. He sighed as he saw the training grounds, where when he got closer he saw people train. Jarod sighed to it, as he looked around lost in thoughts. He wondered even more where he was, and how he got there. Jarod also wondered if he was the only one who was new there, or were there anymore new people around. He stopped as he watched the people, for a few minutes or so, he had no idea for how long, as he didn't have a watch, but he figured that it wasn't too long so. As it didn't seem long, not to Jarod anyway. He then sighed, as he walked a bit more. Jarod then stopped once more as he saw a guy not too far away, who seemed lost in thoughts like he was. He watched him for a bit, then he looked around once more and after that he just walked over to the guy. "Hello there! I am new here. Do you know by any chance, where we are?" Jarod asked, as he waited to hear what would the guy say. He wondered if the guy could help him out or not, but hoped that he could, as he was very confused, and so far no one could trully help him out.
Jarod was still confused by it all, just as confused as he got there, if not more than that. He hoped that he would meet someone who understood it all, as so far none of it made any sense to him. Yet, Jarod was glad that he found someone he could ask for help, the other one he met, seemed to be more interested in stealing his suit case, rather than helping him out. Even if in her way she did, he didn't follow, which was why he needed more help, the more help the better or so he thought. Especially if in some weird way he did got help before, but didn't get it. Jarod just hoped that either the guy he just talked to or someone else, would be able to help him figure it all out, or at least make it less confusing anyway.
If the guy didn't get none of it either, then he figured that they could most likely help each other out. That is if the guy was willing to do so, if not then it was fine. Jarod would leave if the guy didn't want to help, or help each other out, as he had no intention of forcing the guy to do anything. He didn't mind to keep searching for help, if he needed to do so. Jarod just hoped that he won't need to keep searching, and that the guy will give him the answers he needed. If not Jarod figured that there were others around who would be willing to help.
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Post by Daryl Dixon on Jan 7, 2013 10:44:19 GMT -5
The redneck from Georgia let out a sigh as he shook his head. He was being more indecisive which wasn't like him at all. It was probably because he was still alone with out the people in the group, the group that he had taken much liking to. He did admit that he missed them. He knew it would only be a matter of time before they got here. He had already killed a few walkers being here. If they some how got here so would the group.
The youngest Dixon brother watched the other people train and he shook his head. Daryl was about to turn and walk away when a man came up to talk to him. Daryl was still wearing the clothes that were from his world. There was no way he was going to be wearing this whole medieval time period clothing. It was just the way he is, and he didn't want to look like a wimp or stupid.
The man had told Daryl that he was new here and that he didn't know where he was. Daryl knew this would happen a lot, that people would be asking him, people who had just gotten here. Daryl himself had been here a little while longer but he was still newish.
a place called aldeon. I have only been here for a short time. Daryl had replied to the man in his thick southern Georgia accent. Daryl studied him. He seemed ok like he wouldn't harm Daryl. Daryl was still alert though. He couldn't trust anyone.
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Post by Jarod on Jan 7, 2013 11:51:01 GMT -5
Jarod watched him and sighed. He noticed that the guy wore different clothes then others around them, just like he(Jarod) did. Which was interesting, to him but he still couldn't tell for sure where was the guy from, among other things. Jarod had no doubt that more or less they were from the same time line. Yet, that was all, yet in away the guy's clothes weren't exactly the ones he was used to. He sighed as he waited for the guy to reply, as he looked around, then back at him. Jarod wondered where the guy got there, as well as how much he knew, as it was no doubt that he most likely knew more than him, about it all. Even if not everything, a bit information about the situation was a lot better than nothing. Jarod wasn't going to force the guy to tell him what he knew, but he did hope that the guy told him. If the guy knew something, whatever it was, it was a lot better than what he knew, which was nothing.
While Jarod waited for a reply, he looked at the people who were around them, training and then he looked back at him. He hoped that the guy could shine some light on the situation, no matter what the answer was, it was a lot better than no answer at all. That much he knew. If he was wrong, and if the guy didn't know then they couldn't help each other that way. Yet in that case he figured that they both could ask for answers someone else, who knew more than them. If there were some people who did, that is. Jarod just watched the guy, as he shook his head from those thoughts and waited to hear the guy's reply, as here and there, he looked around again then back him, not to miss the reply.
When the guy finally answered, he listened as he was even more confused than before, if it was even possible. "Aldeon? That is the actual name of the place? And you are? So you are new too, more or else, aren't you?" Jarod said and sighed. "Are we really in the past? Time with no computers and laptops, and things like that? Do you know how we got here? Or why?" he added. As he wondered if the guy had an answer to this or not. Jarod looked around again, then back at him and sighed. "Thanks for the help by the way. I am Jarod and you are?" he said, as he extended his hand to shake the other guy's hand.
The guy seemed rather nice, but after all that he went through, he had no idea if he could trust the guy or not. Jarod hoped that his family was there too, also he rather that they met in their timeline and what not, but if he had them with him, here where he was now then at least he won't be alone and would be able to reunite with his family, which was his dream. Yet, at that moment Jarod concentrated on the situation he was in, then anything else, also he missed His family, even if he didn't know them well, as well as Miss Parker and Sydney, also Catherine but he doubted that he will see her again, same with Faith and his brother Kyle. He also missed Zoe and Nya, but he doubted he will ever see them again either, just for a different reason. Anyway, Jarod looked around and back at the guy, as he waited for him to reply to everything he said.
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