𝓣𝓪𝓹 𝓜𝓮
Negan hadn’t planned on joining the fray until that annoying Micah drove him to it. Amara had urged them to step forward and protect the camp’s fairness system. Negan was, in all honesty, only joining to keep things from exploding and to put crazy blonde boy on a leash.
Luckily, Ajax and Karan stepped forward, ensuring that he would no longer have to stick his nose into it. He was already p!ssed enough as it was.
And hungry…
Negan heard his name being called and turned his head to look over at Daphne, another hot-headed daughter of Ares he wasn’t sure he wanted to handle today.
“Help me lift her, we’re taking her to the infirmary."
He stared at her for a moment before letting out a small sigh and sheathing his sword, walking over and crouching down at the other end of the body.
For a demi-God who fought and trained on a daily basis, the sight of a lifeless comrade still punched his gut hard enough for him to vomit. Throw a sharpie his way, and he’d be at it. But he was never really tough enough to kill something that looked like him… He tried not to think about it as his hands gripped around her limp ankles, flicking his head at Daphne as he began counting down.
“3, 2, 1, up,” he said as he stood up, situating the placement of his hold.
There were quiet stares as the made their way through the crowd. Some people bowed their heads or held out their swords as a sign of respect.
Walking backwards didn’t exactly place him in the most flattering postion, but he managed to step over a few rocks and shrubbery despite his unusually clutzy personality. Their walk was silent, and Negan had nowhere to look but past Daphne’s ear.
Once they reached the infirmary only to find it temporarily empty, Negan gestured his hand to one of the beds. “We can put her right there for now,” he stated as they gently placed her down as if she could still feel. Negan stared down at Ebony for a long moment before looking around and spotting a flower, hanging limply on the edge of a vase. He walked over and took it, twisting it in between his fingers as he glanced over at Daphne. A lot had happened during the past few days. He didn’t expect them to exactly converse about it.
“How do you do that?” He finally questioned, referring to her calm demeanor despite the dead innocent girl in front of her.
@/kalon - it’s almost 3 am. And this is poop. Chances are I’ll edit it tomorrow, just trying to get this out so we have as much time as possible.
(I never edited it…heheheheheehe)