★ In Blood, Sweat And Tears ★
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Season 2 Episode 11All Vietnamese will be spoken in italics!!
(Example)SEASON TWO SPOILERS
TW: Gore, gun use, talks of murderIn Blood, Sweat, And Tears
By Z3its0uLana woke up the next day to birds chirping and people chattering in her camp. She sat up in her cot and stretched which was followed by her rubbing her eyes. Once Lana finally felt 100% awake she got dressed and walked outside.
Her group was surrounded by a fire while they discussed what to do with Randel. Lana walks over to the group and stands next to Glenn. He seems to be doing better than he was yesterday but there's still something off about him.
"Boy, there's got a gang, 30 men," Daryl announces as he strolls up to the group. His bloody hands tightly secured his crossbow. He comes to a halt "Got heavy artillery and they lookin to make friends. They roll through here, our boys are dead. And our women, they're gonna... they're gonna wish they were." Daryl adds. Lana shudders at the thought of what people could and will do to others these days.
"What did you do?" Carol asks, referencing the blood on Daryl's hand a knuckles.
Daryl glances down at his hand "Had a little chat." He then starts to slowly walk off, Carol following.
"No one goes near this guy." Rick orders, his voice is stern and straight.
"Rick, what are you gonna do?" Lori asks, speaking lowly.
"We have no choice. He's a threat. We have to eliminate the threat." Rick replies, his wife along with a couple of others look at the Cop in shock.
"You're just gonna kill him?" Dale questions.
"It's settled. I'll do it today." Rick announces before walking off, Dale follows the man quickly. Lana sighs, she doesn't agree with murder, not one bit. There's always an option besides murder, Lana knows that and everybody knows that.
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