Yes))

To when? Them finding all ze peoples?))

Yes, they walk for a week and come upon it?))

Indeedio- You start or me?))

You're usually better))

I dislike you- you are introducing the group of existing people though))

They were in a small ground camp, and the sun was sinking quietly below the horizon. Mercy was sitting on the ground with Luke, leaning her head on his shoulder quietly while she admired the view. Dutch laid across her legs in silence. It was very peaceful.

Luke was cleaning off some of their weapons, content. Slightly ignoring the view, focused. Through the clicks of the pistol he was taking apart he heard a scream, followed by loud laughter. He looked up quite surprised. He glanced over at Mercy, asking with his hands if she heard it. He put the gun back together and popped up onto his feet. Trying to pinpoint where they might be, seeing the general direction of East. He wanted to check it out, laughter usually meant not dead. He looked down at her, looking for input.

Mercy jolted at the scream, her gaze immiediately finding Luke's with a puzzled gleam. She nodded in response and grabbed her bow, slinging her quiver over her shoulder quickly as she stood. She squinted into the woods and gave him a tentatice look. She shrugged at him lightly- if he wanted to investigate, she was down.

He was armed with two pistols, one in each hand. He could use his hand better now so that made hik more confident. He nodded, moving into the woods. His eyes were flicking around, checking the ground for pretty much anything. He found some footprints and broken plant stems and sticks. He followed that all the waaaay till they found it. He stayed at an angle that the sun wouldn't show him off too badly in order to get closer. Then he noticed a familiar. Face. He slowly stood up straight. With the sun on his back they would look mostly like silhouettes til they got closer. Then they were noticed. A younger girl grabbed a gun and aimed it at them. L "who are you?" He turned to smile at Mercy. "Laura, you made it out." He said with a smile on his face, she dropped the rifle. L "Luke! And Mercy?" She said walking toward them with the rifle aimed down at the ground. He put the pistol in his right hand in his boot.

She nodded at his answer and crept up beside him, displeased because of the way they came from the sun. Kitty was more focused on anything ambushing them than searching for the source of the noise. She squinted into the clearing in disbelief, damn near dropping her bow. She grinned at Luke and slung her bow over her shoulder, racing to greet the younger girl. "Thats us." She laughed, wrapping her arms around the teenager in a tight hug. A halfway sisterly and halfway motherly sort of behavior. "I thought you were long gone." She muttered gratefully, leaning back and holding her by the shoulders to survey her for wounds. She shot a glance over her shoulder at Luke, looking bright. It didn't strike her how similiarly she reacted to Laura as he had to his ex- though she was worse. She didnt even ask if she was infected.