The Walking Dead: Colossus Rising / Episode 2 [IC][Closed]

[Khelshar]

He looked up at Joseph again. He realized it looked like he was regretting something, when he had nothing to regret. "Tell me then" He said with a confident voice. "How do you think i reacted when i first killed a person? If you know me so well."

[Sentinel XV]

"That," Joseph said with a raised eyebrow, "is a conversation for another time."

Drawing in on his cigarette, he idly flicked the ashes onto the room's concrete floor.

Everyone had secrets. Everyone.

[Cylarn]

Monroe glared over at Joseph. The asshole wasn't there; he was too cocky to even be talking. Right now, he was just sparking a large argument and not providing much help. Monroe casually laid his M4 across his lap and put both hands under the light table before lifting it up and flipping it over. Scott's attention quickly turned to the table, as did that of everyone else. Monroe calmly stood up and laid his M4 down on the ground, still glaring at Joseph.

"You weren't even there, trailer trash," Monroe said. "You have no idea what we went through; the choices we were offered. Perhaps if you knew the consequences, you'd understand a little better. It was either leave with 2 casualties, or just 1."

[Sentinel XV]

"I thought it was clear that I was finished with this shit," griped Joseph, shaking his head, "but in case you weren't listening, hardass, I'll tell you what I told your bitch over there. You're a fuckin' murderer. You were presented a choice, and you took the easy way out. It's simple. You have a man's blood on your hands and you could have saved him."

[Cylarn]

"I know I'm a murderer," Monroe said. "I've killed innocent people, and I'm not afraid to say that. I probably murdered someone a few minutes ago too, but I did not murder Yoni. I KILLED Yoni. Do you hear me? KILLED. It was justified, and there's nothing you can do to change it."

[Sentinel XV]

"Justified?" Joseph said with a chuckle, "the hell do you know about justified?"

Shaking his head at the man, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I know your type," he said to Monroe, smirking, "strong, silent warriors. Always think their actions are in the interest of the greater good, willing to write things off as justified if it fits their needs and manipulate the line between mercy and murder."

[Cylarn]

"It's was either sacrifice one of our own so that we could cut Yoni open to get the keys that would free him and watch him bleed out before we could get back, or finish him off there and end his suffering," Monroe said. "It's survival of the fittest, and as much as we relied on Yoni, he was in a lose-lose situation. There was no way we could save him. You can sit here and call me a murderer, but we did what we had to do."

[United Slavic Nations]

Milos had been wandering (he'd been doing a lot of that lately; perhaps someone should post a schedule and a map?) when he stumbled upon the meeting room. Sitting down in a chair, he smiled and listened intently; debating had always been a passion of his, and he was eager to share his opinions. "I hope you don't mind that I'm butting in on your litte group conversation!" he sing-songed. Even if he wasn't welcome, he would like to know what everyone else was planning. It could be useful.

[Konariona]

Waiting and watching as he was normally prone to do, Erik took this moment to enter the discussion.
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"Justified?" Joseph said with a chuckle, "the hell do you know about justified?"

Shaking his head at the man, he couldn't help but laugh.

"I know your type," he said to Monroe, smirking, "strong, silent warriors. Always think their actions are in the interest of the greater good, willing to write things off as justified if it fits their needs and manipulate the line between mercy and murder."

"You know, you're quick to judge, cowboy," Erik said, "for someone who came in threatening to kill others."

[Lancearc]

"Yeah. Or we could wait and see why exactly we were called here in the first place. That's required information before anyone speaks..." Doctor Stewart said with a frown, before glancing out of a nearby window, seeing figures outside between the blinds. One looked to have a small limp. "And I could go deal with that." he said, moving from his position and exiting, making his way towards the two newcomers, disregarding the uninjured man for now.

"Well, that's no walker wound, soi can help you with that. Doctor Nick Stewart. Guess what I do." he said sarcastically, nodding.

"I hope you're a better doctor than comedian." Yussef said dryly.

He set his motorcycle against the wall and hobbled towards the man. " Dr. Stewart it's a pleasure, my name's Yussef. I banged my leg up while trying to get outta of Milian." He shook his head. "I thought out here, away from the city, it'd be safe. I guess it was stupid of me, thinkin' that the worst of my troubles would be behind me."

Yussef smiled weakly. "I really appreciate you helpin' me out doctor. I'd hate for you to think we're tryin' to take advantage of you... but my friend and I need some gas, for my bike. We're getting out of the States, and you and your gang should to. Last I heard the army's pulling back to the Mississippi. The East Coast is gone, man."

"We don't move unless necessary. The Walkers leave us be here for the most part, we've--soon we will have, anyway--a steady supply of food and water, and we're quite settled here anyway. Not to mention, the infirmary has helped a lot. Though I would wish to spend supplies on only the most serious of wounds in this situation, we can't let that get infected or anything, and we surely have a bandage to spare." Nick replied, leading the way to the infirmary before he lead Yussef to a seat and began wrapping up the wound he'd recieved with a clean bandage. He would have stitched it up, but it was more of a long wound than it was a deep one. "Well, it's not much but it'll do. Of course, I'm sure you're used to not having the best, as we probably all are by now." he said, standing with a nod.

[Dilange]

"It's was either sacrifice one of our own so that we could cut Yoni open to get the keys that would free him and watch him bleed out before we could get back, or finish him off there and end his suffering," Monroe said. "It's survival of the fittest, and as much as we relied on Yoni, he was in a lose-lose situation. There was no way we could save him. You can sit here and call me a murderer, but we did what we had to do."

"I highly doubt that Yoni couldn't be saved. Do you think the Watchers would put you in a lose-lose situation? Equal trade offs everywhere. Would they have you sacrifice one of your own to save someone who would die? No, they knew that Yoni was a lot tougher than he portrayed and probably would have survived. You didn't put an inititiative into saving him, because you cut your losses and panicked. You basically murdered Yoni because you were to focused on outer appearance rather than inner." he said to Monroe.

Chris turned to Scott.

"As for how they got Yoni, I believe a witch hunt is in order. I believe that one of us, not including me or Joseph, is not who they say they are. I mean, an informant, a spy, a traitor. Whether it was inside these walls or outside, no logical possibility doesnt have the appearance and action of an individual Yoni trusted. If he got outside the walls, how did he get outside and who led him? If he was inside, who captured him? Someone is a traitor, and I believe we should start with the people who were at Yoni's murder." he stated, glancing over at Monroe.

[United World Order]

"There we go. Yussef i guess we can find somewhere to rest or something so he can rest that wound" Johnathan said as he looked about the infirmary as he pulled over his shoulder his gutair as he played a few notes, tuning notes as he begun fiddling with it.

[Monfrox]

Ashely shook her head. "Scott. Come see me when you're done here. I'd still like to talk to you, even if everyone else seems to just voice their opinions." She said disapprovingly as she left the room. She couldn't sit through anymore of that. She would wait for her chance to say what she wanted in private. She just hoped he could help her. She looked down as she drew a small photo from her pocket. In it, were too young girls with bright red hair, hanging on each others shoulders and smiling brightly. On the back were the names 'Ash and Ally'. She sighed to herself and put the photo back into her pocket and walked down the halls.

[Lancearc]

"We've got plenty of unoccupied beds lying around, so go on ahead. Just not here, of course, this isn't a bedroom." Doctor Stewart said. It seemed that sometimes people had just figured they'd rest for a bit on the infirmary beds. It was only a small bother, but a bother nonetheless. "Though you shouldn't have a problem finding a bed in one of the cell blocks. Not the friendliest enviroment, but safe."

[Konariona]

"I highly doubt that Yoni couldn't be saved. Do you think the Watchers would put you in a lose-lose situation? Equal trade offs everywhere. Would they have you sacrifice one of your own to save someone who would die? No, they knew that Yoni was a lot tougher than he portrayed and probably would have survived. You didn't put an inititiative into saving him, because you cut your losses and panicked. You basically murdered Yoni because you were to focused on outer appearance rather than inner." he said to Monroe.

Chris turned to Scott.

"As for how they got Yoni, I believe a witch hunt is in order. I believe that one of us, not including me or Joseph, is not who they say they are. I mean, an informant, a spy, a traitor. Whether it was inside these walls or outside, no logical possibility doesnt have the appearance and action of an individual Yoni trusted. If he got outside the walls, how did he get outside and who led him? If he was inside, who captured him? Someone is a traitor, and I believe we should start with the people who were at Yoni's murder." he stated, glancing over at Monroe.

"Look," said Erik, "be rational. You come in here and start ripping the group apart and the first person I suspect, if your theory of a traitor in the walls is right, is now you. Calm down, and let's not have a witch hunt. Those ended with a lot of innocent people dead. And don't start attacking Monroe, either. He made a decision, based on his current knowledge. Hindsight's always 20/20, but I stick by his decision."

[Dilange]

"I highly doubt that Yoni couldn't be saved. Do you think the Watchers would put you in a lose-lose situation? Equal trade offs everywhere. Would they have you sacrifice one of your own to save someone who would die? No, they knew that Yoni was a lot tougher than he portrayed and probably would have survived. You didn't put an inititiative into saving him, because you cut your losses and panicked. You basically murdered Yoni because you were to focused on outer appearance rather than inner." he said to Monroe.

Chris turned to Scott.

"As for how they got Yoni, I believe a witch hunt is in order. I believe that one of us, not including me or Joseph, is not who they say they are. I mean, an informant, a spy, a traitor. Whether it was inside these walls or outside, no logical possibility doesnt have the appearance and action of an individual Yoni trusted. If he got outside the walls, how did he get outside and who led him? If he was inside, who captured him? Someone is a traitor, and I believe we should start with the people who were at Yoni's murder." he stated, glancing over at Monroe.

"Look," said Erik, "be rational. You come in here and start ripping the group apart and the first person I suspect, if your theory of a traitor in the walls is right, is now you. Calm down, and let's not have a witch hunt. Those ended with a lot of innocent people dead. And don't start attacking Monroe, either. He made a decision, based on his current knowledge. Hindsight's always 20/20, but I stick by his decision."

Chris facepalmed, very hard.

"You stupid fuck, how could I betray you if I have been here for 30 minutes? You know how retarded you sound? Stupid fucks like you get people killed. Lets have a witch hunt, this man couldnt have gotten taken any other way....uless aliens are working with the Watchers and abducted him with a UFO...then its the ONLY option left. And I'll attack who the fuck I want to, its only logical that the group who experienced his death be at the highest chance of having a traitor among them. I guess you failed Survival 101 and Logic 101 in school did ya?"

[Sentinel XV]

Joseph simply chuckled, nodding his head at each short laugh. Smoke poured out of his mouth and nose as he inhaled the cigarette. These people. These. People. This was more than perfect. This was sublime.

"I have been here for little under an hour," he said bluntly, "and yet this is starting to look more and more a dystopia than a paradise."

[Konariona]

"Look," said Erik, "be rational. You come in here and start ripping the group apart and the first person I suspect, if your theory of a traitor in the walls is right, is now you. Calm down, and let's not have a witch hunt. Those ended with a lot of innocent people dead. And don't start attacking Monroe, either. He made a decision, based on his current knowledge. Hindsight's always 20/20, but I stick by his decision."

Chris facepalmed, very hard.

"You stupid fuck, how could I betray you if I have been here for 30 minutes? You know how retarded you sound? Stupid fucks like you get people killed. Lets have a witch hunt, this man couldnt have gotten taken any other way....uless aliens are working with the Watchers and abducted him with a UFO...then its the ONLY option left. And I'll attack who the fuck I want to, its only logical that the group who experienced his death be at the highest chance of having a traitor among them. I guess you failed Survival 101 and Logic 101 in school did ya?"

"Oh, I don't know," he said, "heard of Milan? I don't know if you've been there. The Watchers are there. We know nothing about the Watchers. For all we know, you could have abducted Yoni! I'm not implying you did. All I'm saying is, let's just take it slow, guy who got here half an hour ago. And fuck you, Monroe did what he had to. If you've got a problem with the decisions made, fucking leave."

[Sulamalik]

"We don't move unless necessary. The Walkers leave us be here for the most part, we've--soon we will have, anyway--a steady supply of food and water, and we're quite settled here anyway. Not to mention, the infirmary has helped a lot. Though I would wish to spend supplies on only the most serious of wounds in this situation, we can't let that get infected or anything, and we surely have a bandage to spare." Nick replied, leading the way to the infirmary before he lead Yussef to a seat and began wrapping up the wound he'd recieved with a clean bandage. He would have stitched it up, but it was more of a long wound than it was a deep one. "Well, it's not much but it'll do. Of course, I'm sure you're used to not having the best, as we probably all are by now." he said, standing with a nod.

Yussef brushed himself off, carefully applying pressure to his foot. He was skittish at first, but soon was back at it, good as new. He laughed, like a little kid on Christmas day. "You're a life safer doc. I was worried I'd have to take the medieval route for a second."

He walked over to Johnny, with only a slight limp betraying his wound. "Yeah, I heard there was a meeting going on. We won't get in the way..." Yussef began to exit before stopping, and turning back. "Doctor, what do you mean: "you'll soon have a steady supply"?"

[Dilange]

Joseph simply chuckled, nodding his head at each short laugh. Smoke poured out of his mouth and nose as he inhaled the cigarette. These people. These. People. This was more than perfect. This was sublime.

"I have been here for little under an hour," he said bluntly, "and yet this is starting to look more and more a dystopia than a paradise."

Chris nodded in agreement. He noticed Joseph's laughing and took in each articulate note and breath. it was a dark laugh, a bit of evil in it. He took note of it but gave no sign of displeasure to alert Joseph.

"I knew this place was too good to be true, always a problem with these post-apocalyptic colonies. Leader more shaky than the San Andreas Fault. Survivors dumber than a sack of hammers."

Chris looked at Erik and gave a confused face.

"Dafuq you talking about? I'm starting tog et the feeling that your trying to set the blame on the newbie to take attention of yourself? Do you have anything to say about Yoni?" he said to Erik in an interrogative tone.

[United World Order]

"We don't move unless necessary. The Walkers leave us be here for the most part, we've--soon we will have, anyway--a steady supply of food and water, and we're quite settled here anyway. Not to mention, the infirmary has helped a lot. Though I would wish to spend supplies on only the most serious of wounds in this situation, we can't let that get infected or anything, and we surely have a bandage to spare." Nick replied, leading the way to the infirmary before he lead Yussef to a seat and began wrapping up the wound he'd recieved with a clean bandage. He would have stitched it up, but it was more of a long wound than it was a deep one. "Well, it's not much but it'll do. Of course, I'm sure you're used to not having the best, as we probably all are by now." he said, standing with a nod.

Yussef brushed himself off, carefully applying pressure to his foot. He was skittish at first, but soon was back at it, good as new. He laughed, like a little kid on Christmas day. "You're a life safer doc. I was worried I'd have to take the medieval route for a second."

He walked over to Johnny, with only a slight limp betraying his wound. "Yeah, I heard there was a meeting going on. We won't get in the way..." Yussef began to exit before stopping, and turning back. "Doctor, what do you mean: "you'll soon have a steady supply"?"

"Yussef I can hear them screaming at eachother like buffoons from out in the hall, they got more issues then you have jokes about Albanians" he said with a chuckle as he stepped out into the hallway

[Konariona]

Joseph simply chuckled, nodding his head at each short laugh. Smoke poured out of his mouth and nose as he inhaled the cigarette. These people. These. People. This was more than perfect. This was sublime.

"I have been here for little under an hour," he said bluntly, "and yet this is starting to look more and more a dystopia than a paradise."

Chris nodded in agreement. He noticed Joseph's laughing and took in each articulate note and breath. it was a dark laugh, a bit of evil in it. He took note of it but gave no sign of displeasure to alert Joseph.

"I knew this place was too good to be true, always a problem with these post-apocalyptic colonies. Leader more shaky than the San Andreas Fault. Survivors dumber than a sack of hammers."

Chris looked at Erik and gave a confused face.

"Dafuq you talking about? I'm starting tog et the feeling that your trying to set the blame on the newbie to take attention of yourself? Do you have anything to say about Yoni?" he said to Erik in an interrogative tone.

"You've got about 10 seconds to stop putting shit on me before I beat your ass. Shut the fuck up. I was there when he died. So were most of these other people. And I wasn't even anywhere near here when Yoni got taken."
Erik crossed his arms. This was not a group. This was insanity.

[Sulamalik]

Yussef looked back at Johnny, hesitant, but relented and followed his friend out of the infirmary. The doctors had better things to do than play twenty questions with him.

Once Yussef was sure they were out of earshot he shot Johnny a glance. "So what do you think? About this place I mean. They seem pretty secure but... I dont' know... sometimes security only runs skin deep. I'm getting some seriously bad vibes from this place. Like it's a simmering pot just waiting to explode."

[United World Order]

Yussef looked back at Johnny, hesitant, but relented and followed his friend out of the infirmary. The doctors had better things to do than play twenty questions with him.

Once Yussef was sure they were out of earshot he shot Johnny a glance. "So what do you think? About this place I mean. They seem pretty secure but... I dont' know... sometimes security only runs skin deep. I'm getting this bad vibes from this place. Like it's a simmering pot just waiting to explode."

"We'll rest here for the night, leave tommorow I suppose. Go scavenge where we were when we went to get drinks. I could use another miller" he said with a smirk as they continued on towards the cellblock.

[Dilange]

Chris nodded in agreement. He noticed Joseph's laughing and took in each articulate note and breath. it was a dark laugh, a bit of evil in it. He took note of it but gave no sign of displeasure to alert Joseph.

"I knew this place was too good to be true, always a problem with these post-apocalyptic colonies. Leader more shaky than the San Andreas Fault. Survivors dumber than a sack of hammers."

Chris looked at Erik and gave a confused face.

"Dafuq you talking about? I'm starting tog et the feeling that your trying to set the blame on the newbie to take attention of yourself? Do you have anything to say about Yoni?" he said to Erik in an interrogative tone.

"You've got about 10 seconds to stop putting shit on me before I beat your ass. Shut the fuck up. I was there when he died. So were most of these other people. And I wasn't even anywhere near here when Yoni got taken."
Erik crossed his arms. This was not a group. This was insanity.

Chris put his hands in his jacket pockets, secretly putting on the spiked gloves he had made for himself. The instant Erik would attack him, Chris would end Erik and make him into a fountain of blood. He looked at Erik in the eyes.

"I will knock you Injun' ass flat. Til 10 you said? Ok. 1......2......3......4......5.....6....7......8......9......10. Throw a punch pussy!" he said coaxing Erik.