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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 8, 2013 0:39:23 GMT -5

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Post by OLIVER GRAYSON WYATT. on Jul 8, 2013 0:39:23 GMT -5

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and all the things i couldn't say,

i know to be there. when and where, i'll be there. you know what's to be said. we said out loud, we never said. my premonition of the world comes to me. a sun in your hands from the middle life, says i'm alright.

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here was only one place oliver ever really felt safe. it was strange, but on the boat from the mainland to grim's, it was the one time he could relax. unless the boatman decided to kill him, there really was no immediate threat. with a backpack stuffed with supplies, oliver traded the boatman a pack of cigarettes for the trip to the island. tossing his backpack on the deck of the boat, oliver took a seat and kicked his legs up, stretching out. with his arms resting on either side of the boat, oliver tilted his head back and closed his eyes. the boat kicked up a light spray of salt water that felt cool against his face. coupled with the light rocking of the boat, it was nearly enough to lull oliver into sleep. it had been a while since he'd had a decent night of sleep and he needed the rest. that was one of the good things about spending the night on grim's, he could get a good night's rest and there was hot water.

by the time they reached the island, oliver was practically snoring. a light kick from the boatmen brought oliver back to reality pretty quickly. he rubbed the tiredness from his eyes and thanked the boatman. grabbing his backpack, he slung it over one shoulder and made his way around, starting his usual rounds. there were a couple people that he traded with regularly, mostly just cigarettes and the occasional bottle of booze. oliver's first stop was the makeshift bar on grim's row. he only intended to trade the one pack of cigarettes that he had left, but he knew he was in trouble the moment he stepped in. almost immediately, three guys cornered him, one of them demanding to know what he was trading. oliver knew better than to broadcast his reasons for being in the bar, so he kept his mouth shut. there was some shoving, but oliver laughed it off, trying to avoid the situation before it escalated. when one of the guys grabbed his backpack, oliver snapped. his fist connected with the man's jaw in a dull thud. he was shaking his hand out when another one of the guys grabbed him by the shoulder.

oliver turned, only to be greeted with the man's forehead impacting with his own. his sight exploded into blinding white noise and he stumbled back. there were already people breaking up the fight by the time oliver gained balance again. blood was pouring out of his nose, but nobody seemed to care. they were more distracted with trying to keep a riot from breaking out. in the midst of all the commotion, oliver grabbed his backpack again and snuck out. keeping his fingers pressed to the bridge of his nose, he did the best he could to walk to the medics with his head tilted back. "kenzie? kenziiiiie?" oliver called out, his voice coming out nasally, making it sound like a whine. sitting down on one of the beds, he tossed his backpack to the side and propped the pillows up. he laid his head back and wiped some of the blood off his face. when he spotted her, oliver grinned and picked up his backpack. "i think i broke my nose, but i have supplies for you."

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 12, 2013 23:45:40 GMT -5

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Post by MACKENZIE ANGELA WALKER. on Jul 12, 2013 23:45:40 GMT -5

i get up in the morning,

put my dreams away.

on the quiet days, where no one came rushing into the medic sector with blood spewing from a gash, or just a regular case of a head cold, kenzie was rewarded with the free time to explore her likes and interests with her knowledge on herbs. the small garden she practically begged max to let her have was filled with countless different strains of plant that would, more or less, benefit the island when regular medicine started becoming more of an issue. among the health-aid plants there, she's also gathered several other herbs that cure other symptoms like toothaches; restless sleeping; relaxation; and anti-depressants. most of the herbs she'd dried out and gathered from her harvests had already been stored away in a locked cabinet, and the live plants that would pose any sort of threat towards anyone's health were kept in a special encased greenhouse outside.

by the time the commotion had broken out in the bourbon, a place kenzie rarely ever saw on her own accord, she'd just finished gathering the right amount of ingredients she needed to brew herself a pot of tea. sliding her cabinet drawer closed, mackenzie carried the small handful of chamomile flower to the counter top with everything waiting. grabbing her filter sleeve, she carefully tucked her fingers into the opening, and let the herb trickle from her palm into its confinement. shaking it to gather at the bottom, she tied a small knot halfway up the sleeve to ensure none of the large chunks escaped into the liquid, and then reached for her boiled water. holding the tied end within the opening of the kettle, kenzie delicately started to pour the water against the sleeve, instantly smiling from the sweet aroma from the wet flowers.

finished filling the kettle, kenzie set the water aside and grabbed the lid. bending the sleeve to overlap the edge, she applied pressure to the lid, fixating it to remain stuck, giving it time to soak. just about to turn on her heels to check where her clean spoon went, an all too familiar voice rang in the main portion of the sector, and her lips cracked into a wide grin. pulling the bag from the kettle, she tossed it into the sink and grabbed her tray. carrying it out into the wing, kenzie was about to offer him a cup until she saw his face. her hands flinched against the tray's sides, and if it weren't for the small jumbled noise her kettle and cups made in protest, she probably would've dropped it. "... oliver?" she asked cautiously, her eyes focused on the blood she could see from underneath his name. at first, she didn't notice where the blood was seeping from, so the crimson liquid was enough to make her chest flutter with concern.

at his words, she breathed out a rather large sigh of relief, setting the tray down to replace it with some paper towel. approaching his side, she simply shook her head as she looked down at him, unable to keep the small laugh from making its way out. "i hope she was worth it," she teased with a smile, shooing his hand politely away from the bridge of his nose to take over the pressure. tilting his head back a bit better, she lifted her opposite hand to press the paper towel underneath his nose, cleaning up most of the wet blood, while collecting what little comes out. "hold that?" she asked, shifting his hands to hold the paper towel and to take back over against the bridge of his nose. wetting a clothe and filling a bowl with cool water, she carried them over and set them down beside him.

"so," she started, reclaiming command of his face. narrowing her eyes, she leaned down to inspect his nose, retreating after a moment with a smile. "your nose isn't broken. but it might be next time if you get into the same situation. actually," she paused, squinting for a moment. "yeah, it'll definitely be broken next time." wetting the clothe, she lifted the paper towel to start to wipe the stained blood from his skin, careful to press delicately near his nose. for a moment, as she worked, she concentrated on his face, her eyes lining the shape of his jaw as her hands continued their gentle work. it wasn't until she remembered his entire reason for actually being on the island that her eyes forced themselves to his backpack.

"you can wait to show me what you brought until the bleeding clots, if you want. i don't wanna clean up your pretty face for a second time today." she called over her shoulder at him as she started to rinse the clothe out, glancing at him to flash a soft smile.

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 14, 2013 1:17:28 GMT -5

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Post by OLIVER GRAYSON WYATT. on Jul 14, 2013 1:17:28 GMT -5

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and all the things i couldn't say,

i know to be there. when and where, i'll be there. you know what's to be said. we said out loud, we never said. my premonition of the world comes to me. a sun in your hands from the middle life, says i'm alright.

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t the light clatter, oliver tilted his head up, his eyebrow arching in curiosity. "is that tea?" he questioned, completely ignoring the look of concern on her face. he was sure that kenzie had seen worse and it wasn't the first time oliver had been punched in the face. compared to the other times, he had escaped relatively unharmed. tea was a far more interesting concept than his possible broken nose. "that sounds pretty good right now. the taste of blood is not very enjoyable." with a grin, oliver leaned his head back again, moving his hand. her words made his eyebrows furrow in a show of mock offense. oliver wiped his hand on his shirt, leaving behind a streak of dark red on the previously clean white shirt. he crossed his arms and scoffed at kenzie. "please, i don't fight over women," he narrowed his eyes, smirking slightly. "i don't have to." however, that wasn't completely true. by this point, oliver had lost track of the number of times he'd faced angry boyfriends or husbands. if it had been any other time, kenzie would have been spot on.

"more like some asshole suffering from-" oliver paused in his story to comply with her request, moving his hands to hold the paper towel. "nicotine withdrawal." he did his best to convey his anger through the paper towel that covered most of his face. with a sigh, oliver slid down into a more comfortable position, trying his best to focus on breathing through his mouth. his trip to the island seemed like it was going to end in disaster. all he wanted a shower, but now with tensions running high, he would have to hide out until he could leave the island. there were times when oliver had considered moving onto the island, just for the safety. however, his most recent experience in the bourbon left him positive that he wanted to stay out. at least the infected didn't try to steal supplies. watching kenzie move around the room, oliver pulled his backpack onto the cot and rested it on his lap. he had started to try and undo the zipper when she walked back next to him. immediately he stopped, laying still to let her examine the damage.

oliver held his breath while she conducted her inspection. his only movement were his eyes, following her gaze. when she determined his nose wasn't broken, oliver let out a sigh of relief. he made a face at her next comment, squinting his eyes along with her. "well, at least it's not broken." he huffed, unhappy with the full diagnosis. with the luck he was having, oliver knew it was only a matter of time before he got hit in the face again, or did something stupid, like walk into a wall. when the wet cloth touched his face, oliver winced at the coolness. he was expecting some pain, but kenzie knew what she was doing. after adjusting to the feeling of cloth against his skin, he closed his eyes, letting kenzie do her work. he dropped his hands, resting them lightly over his stomach. "i'll just hope that someone doesn't take another swing at me anytime soon." oliver could hope.

the whole scuffle had left oliver strangely exhausted. it wasn't the physical effort that had caused the sudden tiredness though, it was more just a mental exhaustion. with his eyes closed, the light feeling kenzie's fingers against his skin was enough to lul oliver into a slight sleep. when she spoke, his eyes snapped open and he glanced at his backpack, having forgotten about it too. "i'm not a child, i won't get too excited and get another nose bleed." he grinned, sitting up slightly. opening the backpack, he began digging through the stuff, pulling things out as he found them. "i have gauze, some painkillers, and bandaids." holding the box of bandaids up for her to see, oliver grinned triumphantly. "they're hello kitty ones." he chuckled under his breath, placing everything beside him. "that's all i have for you today." he stated, shrugging his shoulders lightly before resting his head back. there was a split second of silence, before oliver suddenly opened his eyes again, staring at her.

"did you say i have a pretty face?" oliver smirked, raising his eyebrow questioningly. "that's the nicest thing i've heard all day. aww, thanks kenzie."

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 14, 2013 13:29:52 GMT -5

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Post by MACKENZIE ANGELA WALKER. on Jul 14, 2013 13:29:52 GMT -5

i get up in the morning,

put my dreams away.

oliver's mention of tea slightly made her concern fade, but kenzie wasn't about to let him off the hook so easily by distracting her with one of her favourite pastimes. she simply nodded her head to answer his question, and smiled with a bit of a laugh at his next comment. blood was definitely a step down from tea. kenzie's tea, anyway. there'd been countless brews she's had the pleasure of trying, but only a small handful that she's actually enjoyed. "that's not what my memory tells me, mister wyatt." kenzie was quick to counter with a playful smile.

at the mention of it being someone getting greedy, kenzie scoffed to herself and bit back the native word for scum. they were supposed to be a unit of people, working together. things like cigarettes weren't important, and they could be left behind. it helped that kenzie didn't smoke, but still. she had a sweet tooth for absinthe, but you didn't see her whispering in ben's ear for a favour every raid. "that's disgusting. do you know who it was?" she questioned in a light tone, her intentions clear. if he did know who it was, she wasn't about to hide it from max or ben about how rowdy the group was getting in the bar when they weren't around to keep an eye over everyone. if they started falling apart in their numbers of civilians, they'd be done for.

unable to help herself, mackenzie let out a small laugh at his reaction to her final conclusion about his nose. "sorry, man. stop getting into scraps, and you might have an unbroken nose for a while." as she worked on cleaning his skin off, she couldn't help but smile at the calm look that crept over oliver's features when his eyes closed. as weird as it was to think, she knew that this was probably one of the only times she really saw oliver for who he was, when he was - for whatever reason - forced to come see her in the medic sector. when he was laying on her table, there wasn't as much ego. the brief moments when he didn't know she was paying attention, he relaxed just enough to make her feel like she knew her better than anyone. his words broke her from her trance, causing her to blink a bit awkwardly, relieved his eyes had remained closed. "you'll be fine, oli. just.. learn some recon."

laughing softly as she started to lay the clothe out to dry a bit before she wet it in the wash basket, kenzie shook her head slightly at his comment. she'd always considered oliver to be one of the most childish people she's known, especially now, but she took a lot of that cake too. having fun at it's finest, right there. at the mention of painkillers, kenzie's eyebrows perked, and she spun to face oliver with a smile. the hello kitty bandaids took her a little by surprise when she turned to him, however, and a highly amused grin pulled over her lips. she was too busy looking at them as she approached the bed again to mutter a thank you, so when his voice caught her ear, she was even more off guard than normal. "what? oh. uh," she stammered, avoiding his gaze, looking for anything to use as a cop-out to bring up something else.

his thank you officially made the blood drain from her face, so as soon as she noticed the tray of tea she'd forgotten about, she instantly switched courses for it. "did you, uh, did you want some tea? you mentioned it earlier.." walking to her cabinet, she pulled down another mug, carrying it back to rest beside her own. grabbing the pot, she lifted it to pour liquid into both of their cups. "do you use sugar?" she asked silently, hoping to keep the mention of sugar low. it wasn't that hard to come by if you really wanted it, but no one knew she had a small stash of sugar in her office specifically for tea. some people had alcohol or drugs. she had vanilla sugar for her tea addiction.

after dressing their teas, she stirred them both and then carried them over to him. holding his out for him, she smiled when he took it, hoping he liked it. "it'll help you relax." sitting down on her backless wheelie chair, kenzie wrapped the tops of her converse against the back bars of the wheels to keep herself stable. holding her cup with both hands, she lifted it to blow against the surface when she wasn't busy smelling the sweet aroma that it gave. "oh, thank you for the supplies. i haven't seen a decorated bandaid in so long.. i got really spaced." reaching forward, she grabbed the package and smirked again, thumbing over the box's design. "cute pick, oli."

letting them fall back down into the pile beside him, she leaned against the bed and looked at him, tilting her head slightly. "so, how is it out there? any better?" she asked in a settle tone, trying not to upset him. if he didn't want to talk about it, she'd know soon enough. "i haven't been out in a few months; they haven't needed an extra medic on hand, so. and i've been.. kind of glad to stay here, you know?" smirking a bit, mostly so she didn't frown at how pathetic she thought she sounded, she closed her eyes and raised her mug to take a careful sip. the heat was better than shoving her foot more in her mouth.

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 22, 2013 5:13:36 GMT -5

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Post by OLIVER GRAYSON WYATT. on Jul 22, 2013 5:13:36 GMT -5

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and all the things i couldn't say,

i know to be there. when and where, i'll be there. you know what's to be said. we said out loud, we never said. my premonition of the world comes to me. a sun in your hands from the middle life, says i'm alright.

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here were very few people that would call oliver out on his bullshit, and kenzie was one of the people that would. it wasn't something oliver was used to, but he appreciated it. even though she had a joking tone, oliver knew it was true. he made a face at her and stuck his tongue out in response. it was all fun and games between them. however, the conversation took a serious turn when oliver mentioned the reason for his bloody nose. while he knew kenzie meant well, oliver wasn't looking to become the source of any controversy. after all, he was the outsider and there as no need to stir things up every time he visited the island. "no idea. the guy must have been new, probably had a little too much to drink." that was all oliver as going to say on the topic, he was quick to change the topic.

"people should just stop punching my face," he sighed, crossing his arms. with his eyes closed, and kenzie's light touch, oliver was reminded how much he enjoyed her presence. off the island, oliver was alone and he hated it. he genuinely looked forward to the times that he was allowed on the island to trade. oliver would never admit it, but sometimes he was convinced that he was more likely to get himself hurt, just so he had an excuse to spend time with kenzie. it wasn't like he needed the excuse, but it helped. at her words, oliver raised an eyebrow, half-opening one of his eyes to glance suspiciously at her. "you...learn some recon," he muttered, huffing slightly. sadly, it was the best comeback he had. there was a reason that oliver preferred a physical fight. his eyes opened fully when kenzie put the cloth back down. his nose was a little sore, but at least the taste of blood wasn't as prominent anymore.

oliver laughed softly at her reaction to his words. for someone who thought he was very in tune with the female mind, oliver couldn't have been more wrong about kenzie. he mistook her blushing and quick glances as nothing more than embarrassment at his joking. all the signs were right in front of him, but he failed to recognize it. he was just about to apologize for his teasing when kenzie changed the subject. at the mention of tea, oliver completely forgot his train of thought. "oh. yes, please. that actually sounds really good." he was just about to relax again when kenzie mentioned sugar. oliver visible perked up and nodded, trying not to seem too eager. it had been far too long since he'd had anything sweet. sugar was a rare commodity these days. while oliver's diet typically didn't include sugar, but since the world had gone to hell, he found it was something he missed.

"just a little. i have to watch my figure," he grinned, patting his stomach. oliver pulled himself into a sitting position and reached to take the tea from kenzie, softly thanking her. bringing the cup up close, he wrapped one hand under the cup and inhaled slowly, closing his eyes. "if i knew you had sugar, i would visit more often," oliver smirked, sighing deeply. he glanced, laughing softly as kenzie looked over the hello kitty bandaids. "i was surprised to find them, they got kicked under a shelf." oliver was too busy thinking about how he acquired the bandaids that he forgot how hot the tea was. shrugging lightly, he lifted the cup up to his lips and took a sip. the hot tea burned his tongue and oliver hissed in pain. he could feel the heat of the tea traveling down his esophagus and he squirmed at the odd feeling. "that was hot."

despite burning his tongue, oliver nearly took another sip. luckily, he remembered in time and placed the cup of tea in his lap, waiting for it to cool down. "anyway, i figured you would appreciate them," he smiled. "hey. i'll give you all the sugar i ever find, if you manage to get one of those bandaids on max or ben." the idea of one of grim's leader walking around with a hello kitty bandaid was amusing enough, but oliver would actually kill to see it happen. kenzie was going to be his best chance. "all of it. i swear." he raised his eyebrow suggestively and brought the cup up to his lips again. this time, he was careful to softly blow on the surface of the hot liquid.

kenzie's question took him a bit by surprise. he paused, falling silent for a moment as he tried to think of an answer. honestly, oliver had gotten so used to the empty city, he found it hard to remember if things were getting better. "it's been okay, actually. i mean...as okay as it can be. it's been pretty quiet lately. knock on wood," he grimaced, reaching over to knock on the nearest surface. it wasn't wood, but it was have to do. biting his lip, oliver nodded in agreement with her. "it's nice here on the island. you do your part to help out here and i do my part out there, right? it works."

taking another sip of tea, oliver glanced up at her. "why the sudden interest?"

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 23, 2013 21:53:37 GMT -5

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Post by MACKENZIE ANGELA WALKER. on Jul 23, 2013 21:53:37 GMT -5

i get up in the morning,

put my dreams away.

it wasn't all that hard to tell from oliver's response that he was doing his best to protect the identity of whoever had hit him, but kenzie wasn't about to say anything further about it. he was about as stubborn as max most of the time if he wanted to be, so she knew raising any more questions about a topic he didn't want to talk about would be a waste of time. it did make her slightly frustrated with him, though. if someone thought it was alright to haul off and just smoke a friend of the island in the face over a pack of smokes, they were extremely mistaken. mackenzie didn't care if she had to go down into the bourbon herself and start asking around. someone would've seen something, especially with oliver involved- he walked into the room and at least four people noticed his presence immediately. "people these days.." she drifted off, shaking her head with a heavy exhale. at least she could make oliver feel better for protecting this guy's ear from getting verbally blown off.

you... learn some recon. kenzie's chest instantly squeezed with the laughter that wanted to escape, but she held it in, using her hand to cover her mouth delicately. she had no idea why, but most of what came out of oliver's mouth struck her as adorable. if she let her laugh escape, she was scared it'd string off a little too much as a giggle. giggles were reserved for schoolgirls towards their high school crushes. kenzie was twenty eight years old. she should be able to contain herself a little better around a man who made her weak in the knees. and she knew it wasn't just a physical attraction; sex had never been a huge thing for mackenzie, even before the outbreak. there was just.. something about him that made her smile unconditionally.

"hah. i'm sure all your salvaging in the city'll keep your figure just fine. that and your sexcercise.." she trailed off, letting her lips turn into a small smirk. it was a little surprising that oliver wasn't aware she had sugar, so when he mentioned it, kenzie just tilted her head, trying not to smirk too wide. if it hadn't been so close to her blushing moment of shame, she'd have commented on such a sentence. but, instead, she let it go. for now. "yeah, no wonder. although, i'd have probably kicked these bad boys under a shelf in a store too if i'd known the shit was gonna hit the fan this bad. that and a lot of toilet paper." glancing up at his sudden comment about the tea's temperature, kenzie laughed softly, giving him an apologetic look. "i would've told you, but i figured you had the smarts to remember that tidbit about tea."

what came out of oliver's mouth next was completely off kenzie's radar. the moment she heard max and ben's names, she lost it. instantly, she started laughing, shaking her head at the idea. "what!? ohgod. like, stick a hello kitty band-aid on ben's temple or something?" she barely managed to wheeze out, having to set her mug down so she didn't spill any of the hot liquid on her fingers from how much she couldn't control the raddling in her ribcage. "jesus christ.. i really don't think ben would let that happen. or max. i think they'd both rather bleed out then deal with having anything hello kitty on them." holding onto her side, trying to keep it from stinging too bad, kenzie rubbed underneath her left eye with her free hand, wiping a laughter tear away before it fully made its way from the corner of her eye. "but that is a really good offer.. i'll let you know if i ever accomplish that. you'll have to find me a camera that works."

when she'd grabbed her mug once more, and taken to leaning against the bed beside him, kenzie observed his reaction to her question. at first, she thought that it was bad. but then she just realized that he seemed.. a little taken back, or lost, about the question. swallowing the lump in her throat, she waited patiently for him to give her some sort of answer, even if it wasn't what she was looking for. at his words, she pinched her eyebrows together, a little bit of hope filtering into her mind when he mentioned that it wasn't that bad. she didn't respond to that, however, just nodded her head simply. it was his next statement that made her lips part after she'd consumed a sip of tea. "oh, i know the island's good, and everything. sometimes i just like to know how things are, first hand. i feel like i can judge them, by the way they look, from a medical perspective better. it seems to get worse every time i go out there, though." lifting her mug bag up to her lips, she let the smell waft into her nostrils, closing her eyes to enjoy it a bit better. she was in the midst of taking a mouthful when oliver's next question reached her ears.

"i don't know. i guess you're really the only person i know who comes and goes as often as they do, and you're always usually in the thick of it. i figure, if anyone would know, it'd be you." shrugging her shoulders, as though she hadn't just given him a compliment, she took another sip to bury the feel of another small blush coming up, knowing the heat from the steam would be enough to cover it up. "and if it's not so bad.. ben might be more inclined to letting me join them more. i'm going stir crazy, as much as i hate the idea of spending a lot of time in the streets. but i need that flash of reality again." glancing up from her mug, she blinked as oliver's face came into view again, slowly pulling the corner of her lips into a small smile. she wasn't quite sure why she was smiling, but she was. maybe to seem brave.

"anyway," she spoke out, a little bit louder than she'd previously been talking. "now that you know i have sugar, does that mean you're actually going to visit me more? i mean, without blood pouring from your face?" grinning, she nudged him playfully with her elbow, tracing her index finger of her opposite arm's hand along the rim of her mug. "it'd be nice to see you outside of this room, occasionally."

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Jul 31, 2013 5:01:17 GMT -5

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Post by OLIVER GRAYSON WYATT. on Jul 31, 2013 5:01:17 GMT -5

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and all the things i couldn't say,

i know to be there. when and where, i'll be there. you know what's to be said. we said out loud, we never said. my premonition of the world comes to me. a sun in your hands from the middle life, says i'm alright.

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hile oliver could tell that kenzie was intent on finding out who had attacked him, he was going to keep his mouth shut. people were already on edge and oliver didn't need a target on his back. grim's row was the last safe haven he had. when she dropped the subject as well, he couldn't help but feel a little relieved. oliver knew she was going to be asking around, he appreciated the fact that kenzie had his back. she was one of the few people he could truly trust. even when he wanted to pretend like he was upset with her, he couldn't. kenzie's raised hand to cover her mouth had oliver grinning like an idiot. with his eyes half-open, he nudged her lightly with his elbow, trying not to laugh. "shuddup. it's the best i had," he smirked, sitting back up. oliver brought his hand to nose, lightly touching the bridge of his nose.

wrinkling his nose, he winced at the slight pain. oliver ran his fingers along the side of his nose, gently pressing to make sure everything felt in tact. the good news was it didn't feel like he was going to bruise. at the mention of sex, oliver's eyebrows shot up and he glanced at kenzie, slightly surprised. then again, it wasn't like his sleeping around was much of a secret. "salvaging, yes. but sexcercise, it's really hard to find people these days..." he trailed off, his thoughts briefly flickering to his most recent sleepover. it was probably the reason he took a sip of the still burning hot tea. the feeling of the liquid traveling to his stomach sent shivers down his spine and served as a good kick back to reality. these were times when oliver was glad that no one could read his thoughts. he made a face at kenzie's teasing and stuck his tongue out. "shhhh, i got a little excited. and from what i did taste, for that millisecond, it's very good," he raised his tea cup slightly before resting it in his lap.

kenzie's laugh was infectious, but the image of ben with a hello kitty bandaid on his temple had oliver wheezing with laughter. he grabbed the collar of his shirt and pulled it over his face, trying to hide how hard he was laughing. "can you...can you just im-" oliver cut himself with snort, falling into another round of laughter. "please, for the good of the island, you have to do it," he shook his head, his shoulders shaking in silent laughter. "i will find a camera. that'd be something i want photographic evidence of." his face hurt from laughing, and oliver was again reminded why he enjoyed kenzie's company that often. humor like that wasn't easy to come across these days. it was rare and the brief moments made it seem like everything was normal again. shaking his head, oliver muttered under his breath, "god. hello kitty bandaids." he chuckled lightly, bringing his cup up to take another sip of tea.

the balance was quickly restored with the sudden turn into a more serious conversation topic. honestly, oliver couldn't tell if things were getting better or if he was just getting used to life out there. he was a little perturbed that kenzie had any interest in venturing out, but he couldn't blame her. being on the island made it easy to lose perspective on just how bad the rest of the world was. grim's row offered a safe little bubble and oliver found it difficult to grasp the fact that people wanted to leave. oliver nodded at her explanation, his eyebrows furrowing in thought. the gears in his head were grinding and oliver barely registered her compliment. before he fully thought things through, his mouth was already open and he was speaking. "you should come spend a couple days with me then," oliver paused. "if...you want to."

he hadn't meant to sound so forward, but oliver found himself hoping that she would agree. for someone who was used to always being around people, the loneliness was difficult, more difficult than oliver was willing to admit. oliver offered a small smile in response. "it's usually pretty quiet where i am. and i'd feel more comfortable if you were out there with me. i mean, not that it wouldn't be safe with the raiding party, but you know, i can't watch over you. uhm," oliver had started with an explanation, but he wasn't sure where he was heading anymore. he couldn't tell if he was trying to convince kenzie or himself. "but yeah. the offer's on the table." he cleared his throat, taking a sip of tea in an attempt to shut himself up.

oliver jumped slightly at the slightly louder tone. "anyway," he repeated. with an ease that came only with practice, oliver slid back into an easy joking tone. "awh, come on. you know i don't need sugar as an excuse," he smirked. "but it does help." oliver laughed soflty, his fingers moving to his nose in an unconscious movement. "our visits wouldn't be complete if i didn't at least get punched in the face once." it seemed they had circled back to oliver's offer and he smiled, a little more light-hearted this time. "seriously, come hang out with me for a couple days. i'll show you where there are plants. i don't know if they're weeds or herbs and i really can't tell the difference."

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MACKENZIE ANGELA WALKER.

herbalist / medic.
shipper . [url=http://xlineandsinker.boards.net/index.cgi?action=display&board=acceptedfallen&t

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TOGETHER TO BE * kenzie Aug 10, 2013 10:36:36 GMT -5

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Post by MACKENZIE ANGELA WALKER. on Aug 10, 2013 10:36:36 GMT -5

i get up in the morning,

put my dreams away.

considering oliver's usual trouble-making skills when it came to women on fallen's island, at oliver's trail off about how it was apparently hard to find people to sleep with, she just cocked an eyebrow with disbelief. she didn't think that at all,obviously. she'd seen him hit on more women than she could keep track, and she really had no idea how many times he'd actually gotten through that first barrier to anything else underneath, but she wouldn't doubt it's been almost half the number of times he's put that kind of offer in the air. it made her want to frown slightly, with how easy it was for him to go and find someone to meet his needs for a night. it wasn't nearly that simple for mackenzie, especially when she found herself constantly hanging her thoughts up on a guy who probably didn't even recognize it, let alone return it. not only that, but she was rather hard to please in that aspect; she couldn't sleep with just anyone. if there wasn't something there, beyond physical attraction, kenzie wouldn't be able to go through with it. naturally, it was a lot different for other people when it came to sex, she'd realized a long time ago. something she was kind of jealous of, but at the same time she was glad she couldn't just sleep with anyone. it'd, so far, kept her dignity in tact. something s he wasn't sure oliver had much left of anymore; not in the bourbon at least. oliver wyatt was like a heat seeker for women problems in their little makeshift bar.

they should really start walking around with signs of their marital status on their backs or something.

the way his cheeks lifted in his laughter made kenzie smile more through her own, and she couldn't contain the joy she felt from hearing his speech through his laughter. it was always so amazing to hear his laugh, and to hear him speaking through it, was probably one of her favourite voices to ever hear come from his mouth. it made her feel like they were really in some sort of medic wing for one of his movies, or something, and he'd just taken a nasty spill trying to show off a little too much in front of the female extras. that they were just two friends, lazing around at work, sipping on delivered teas while wasting away their paid-time. that's why she thought she felt so attached to him.. because she could feel normal when he was around. mackenzie could get lost in his laughter for hours, and not realize a minute's gone by. it was just so easy with oli, that it made being around everyone else almost feel.. gloomy. like the weight of the world really was crushing down on all of their shoulders, and there was nothing they could do. mentally, she made a note to have oliver around more often, so she could get that medical laughter feeling going on a lot more often than what it was.

you should come spend a couple days with me then. at the time, kenzie had been tilting her cup to her lips, taking a careful sip from the hot liquid. the moment she'd heard his words, however, she rushed the process entirely because she felt as though she'd stop breathing. after, harshly, swallowing the tea within her mouth, she arched a brow in oliver's direction, her lips parting slightly, about to say something, but she stopped. what could she say? "yeah, that'd be awesome. i'll bring my onesie and we'll make it a thing"? "oh, okay. uhm." she started, raising her free hand to scratch the back of her neck, trying so hard not to fidget, but subconsciously can't help it. her mind was racing from his next batch of words, and she felt her chest squeeze with confusion, but hope. mentally smacking herself in the forehead, she quickly made herself nod her head, desperately trying to find her tongue. "that sounds really good. and.. safe. safe is good." nodding her head, as though her words needed a little bit of reassurance behind them, she raised her cup again to buy her some thinking time. "thank you. for.. offering to let me stay with you." it was taking a lot of strength to make herself not look too far into his choice of words, but she knew that if she let herself do that, she'd probably make a huge embarrassing mistake down the road.

as she tried to abruptly change the topic, yet came back to the same conclusion, kenzie found herself growing more excited this time around, rather than nervous about what to bring to wear. the mention of herbs and plants made her grin instantly. "you know me so well, oliver." she mused softly, setting her cup down. pushing off the bed, she walked over to her office-like area, and opened her cabinet. pulling out a small paperback book, she carried it over to him, holding it out. "here. it's a couple years older than what i wish i'd had on me, but this might help when you're out there by yourself. it'll keep you from trying to eat anything bad, at least." smiling, she took her cup of tea again, taking her position back beside him. "plus, there's some aliments in there, too, in case anyone punches you in the nose and i'm not around to clean it up." grinning at him a bit teasingly, she closed her eyes with her next small sip, inhaling the aroma as she pulled the cup down to cradle against her chest with both hands.

"how is it, by the way?" she asked, gesturing to his cup with her eyes. "i can always bring you some tea bags when i come, too. but that'll have to be our little secret. if someone finds out i've given you a few bags, everyone else'll want some." pausing, kenzie shook her head at the idea. "not many become as privileged as you are, mr. salvage. i expect some appreciation for that." obviously joking, kenzie let out a small laugh after her words, raising her cup once more, glad her tongue had finally gotten used to the warmth. "but seriously. don't tell anyone."

oliver . 1042 . i hope i gave you enough to work with D:

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