One look into her young eyes and you can tell she has lived thousands of lives. One second of the scared girl she is shown before she replaces the mask. So many masks must she keep. One of the loving daughter, the protector, the victim, the adoring...
Hey, this is kinda how I see Luciana. But I drew this. Not the best but I can't find the exact actor for this girl. But I don't have the colors but this is how I see her.
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I run towards the yelling as I clip the rig on, fixing the bottom of my straps to go wrap on my hip pack
I pull a single curved knife and holler out to Andrea "Just the one?"
She nods and shouts to the others "I bet I can nail it from here."
I roll my eyes and jog closer to the walker as the others try to stop her. Suddenly a shirtless Shane rushed past me. I shake my head and followed suit.
Only that he stopped and turned to me, holding his hands out. Trying to stop me. Rick rushes up and gasps "Is that Daryl?"
I gasp and push past Shane. My arms drop to my sides as I watch Daryl shuffle towards us before huffing "That's the third time you've pointed that thing at my head."
I sigh a smile but a gunshot made me scream. Daryl dropped and I dropped my blade, running to his side.
I look over him and found two pools of blood. His fresh gunshot and something under his shirt. I hold my fingers to his throat and felt a steady beat.
I sit back on my heels and pat his face until he rouses and grunts "I was kidding."
I shake my head as I scoff. I motion to Daryl for the two to help back.
I pick up my blade and stuff it back in its sheath as we pass Andrea who quickly loses her proud smile. I stare at her until she gasps "I'm sorry."
I tilt my head as I stare blankly as the boys talk about something with Daryl. I take a step closer and she takes a step back.
I shake my head and laugh humorlessly "You are a fucking idiot. Don't fucking try me."
I watch as she shivers but quickly turn back to Daryl and jog to catch up. I'm right on their tails as they place Daryl in my old room. I sit in the chair in the corner as Hershel fixes him up.
I lick my lips before asking "How's he looking?"
He shifts as he looks at me "I had no idea we'd be going through the antibiotics so quickly."
I roll my shoulders as I sigh "I'm guessing that my pack wasn't enough?"
He smiles and shakes his head, I nod and tell him "I'll grab my bag back and go scavenge."
Rick held his hand up and stopped me even though I wasn't planned to go until Daryl was safe.
I sigh and finger at my hair saying "Not now, but later. I've done it before when I was in the hospital."
