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ofthehammer · 8 months

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@all-that-is-gold-is-now-gone 's starter!

After the Trimbols had evacuated the ranch, Troy sought after them. A pistol in its holster, he'd spun the keys of his truck around his index finger. Troy didn't want to hurt the Trimbols – he wanted to make them understand. If they couldn't, he'd do what he had to.

A cool nightly breeze brushed against him, and he doubted anyone would notice him leave. Everyone was asleep or that's what he had wrongly assumed.

He begins to open the ranch's gate cautiously.

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ofthehammer · 8 months

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Troy clicked his tongue.

“Lyn. Lyn, okay.” A slight tilt of his head as he smiled softly.

As she mentioned the others and their staring, his gaze briefly examined his surroundings.

“Well, uh,” Troy rubbed the underside of his nose, “People here – aren't exactly open-minded. Staring, that's the most they do. They're too afraid to do much else.”

Sanctuary

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Laurel Hall sat at one of the picnic tables at what seemed to be the mess area of the ranch. She and her family had arrived at Broke Jaw Ranch the day before, late into the night. Jake had found them that day, held up in some old abandoned building. Laurel's stepfather Aaron had been wounded badly, cut through the leg. Her mother had done what she could to mend the wound but they couldn't travel anymore and were sitting ducks. Jake had found them and offered them sanctuary at his home. Having no other options, Lyn's mother had accepted. They arrived in the dark so the next morning Laurel had taken the opportunity to explore their new 'home'. Her father and mother remained in the Medical Tent, while Jake had told Lyn to go to the Mess Tent to get something to eat.

So the brunette woman sat at one of the tables, along with a plate of food in front of her. She was actually shocked at what she saw and was sure she was dreaming. This place seemed untouched by the outside world, everyone went about their day leisurely, and on her plate was food, actual food. But she felt the eyes on her, the people that passed or sat at the other tables, staring at her. Laurel did her best to ignore their looks and eat her breakfast, but she could feel them staring. Their odd, judgemental looks even though she had never met any of them before.

Eventually, Laurel got a bit fed up and stared back at the next person who looked at her, "I'm sorry, can I help you with something?" She asked sharply, the woman who had been staring at her quickly looked away and walked away. Lyn let out a tense breath and continued to eat the food on her plate.

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ofthehammer · 8 months

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Jake had just about summed up the newcomers’ situation and urged him to be on his best behavior. He shrugged his older brother's advice off and went to get a cup of coffee. Troy wouldn't be staying long, anyway; he'd planned to go back to the barracks and do more experimentation.

As he poured his cup, he heard the low whispers of the other residents, not paying them any mind. It wasn't his problem.

His curiosity was piqued, though. Troy hadn't seen a new face in a long while. So, coffee mug in hand, he made his way to the newcomer's table. He witnessed the incident unfold as the older woman scurried away.

“Oh, I wouldn't worry about them,�� With a dismissive wave of his hand, he sat across from Lyn, “It'll pass. I'm sure you and your family – you'll earn your keep. If you decide to stay, that is.”

He paused, “Laurel, right? I'm Troy. Jake's brother.”

Sanctuary

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Laurel Hall sat at one of the picnic tables at what seemed to be the mess area of the ranch. She and her family had arrived at Broke Jaw Ranch the day before, late into the night. Jake had found them that day, held up in some old abandoned building. Laurel's stepfather Aaron had been wounded badly, cut through the leg. Her mother had done what she could to mend the wound but they couldn't travel anymore and were sitting ducks. Jake had found them and offered them sanctuary at his home. Having no other options, Lyn's mother had accepted. They arrived in the dark so the next morning Laurel had taken the opportunity to explore their new 'home'. Her father and mother remained in the Medical Tent, while Jake had told Lyn to go to the Mess Tent to get something to eat.

So the brunette woman sat at one of the tables, along with a plate of food in front of her. She was actually shocked at what she saw and was sure she was dreaming. This place seemed untouched by the outside world, everyone went about their day leisurely, and on her plate was food, actual food. But she felt the eyes on her, the people that passed or sat at the other tables, staring at her. Laurel did her best to ignore their looks and eat her breakfast, but she could feel them staring. Their odd, judgemental looks even though she had never met any of them before.

Eventually, Laurel got a bit fed up and stared back at the next person who looked at her, "I'm sorry, can I help you with something?" She asked sharply, the woman who had been staring at her quickly looked away and walked away. Lyn let out a tense breath and continued to eat the food on her plate.

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ofthehammer · 8 months

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He pulled away from her, a slight tilt of his head.

“I cared about Nick. Believe it – or don't,” Troy responded honestly, watching his daughter in the distance, “So I told Tracy about him.”

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"What the heck is doing your spawn on the grave from my son?? Why the heck do you hurt me always and again? "

Madison pulls him on the collar!- During she watchs the girl there.