#th. james x thea

[byronlc]

He didn't like to hurt women, he was none of those guys, but James had learnt that in life you often had to do things you didn't like. But he wasn't going to hurt her. – Not in his present situation. His breathing hitched. He slowly lifted his other hand, away from the gun. Instead of believing his friendly intentions and calming down, this woman got only more hostile, it seemed. She glared at him with fierce eyes. By now, James suspected she wasn't a woman at all but something else. Something like those beasts back at his father's camp. Those beasts that his father treated like his sons – better than his own son. Frowning, James wondered if Big Jim had even noticed his son's disappearance – or if he was glad about it.

Feeling the hard concrete in his back, as she pushed him against it, pushed for an answer, his thoughts returned to the present situation. – He still wondered where the rest of his group were. Were they watching from a distance? Too afraid to interfere? Or were they watching with amusement, as the new guy got pushed around by a woman?

“Okay, listen. You were on your own, I was curious what you were up to.” It wasn't even a lie. He had been stupid to follow her. “It's the truth. Now let me go or you will regret it,” he added, loud enough for any watching cowards to hear.

The knife at his throat wasn't even necessary, she could've easily ended his life in one swift move with her bare hands in a second. He was lucky she had given him the chance to speak, but all she was hearing sounded like utter bullshit in her ears. Therefore a snort was the immediate response to it. "Interesting technique by doing so from behind. Wanna try a new answer, sweetie?" Thea was very aware that his other hand wasn't anywhere she could see it, but the hybrid wasn't concerned by it. That's why she only voiced a warning. "Word of advice. Think twice before you pull out that weapon." Her patience was little to none existent, therefore any wrong move from him and she wasn't promising anything. Not long ago she had come out of a shit ass situation. Lost track of two people she had traveled with and was unaware of their whereabouts. This pathetic guy really had chosen the worst time to mess with her.

[byronlc]

James' eyes opened wide and the only sound he was able to make at first was a surprised gasp as he was shoved against a wall so hard, the air was pushed out of his lungs. For a moment he just stared at her. How did she do that? She was just a girl. – And where the hell were the others? They had been out scouting – not scavenging, they didn't use that word – when he'd seen the girl walking all alone through the dead town. And he had followed her, slowly coming closer – until she got him.

“I – I wanted to see if you need help,” he finally managed to say, one hand raised, his other was slowly reaching for his gun.

☠ — @byronlc | liked this & gets a zombie apocalypse starter from Thea

Thea had noticed someone was following her. The perks of her enhanced senses were even more useful when surviving was the top priority for everyone. Unfortunate for them though, that they had picked out a predator as their target, because when they least expected it, Thea was suddenly in their face, grabbing them roughly by the front of their collar and pinning them to the nearest wall. A knife at their throat. "Why are you following me?" She demanded to know. "Speak or I'll feed you to the dead."