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ASH CARDALE<br/>
:･ﾟ✧<b><span style="font-family: 'Allura', 'cursive'">abandon all hope who enter here</span> </b>✧･ﾟ:*<br/>
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she continued to listen to his story, empathising with what he was saying as he felt very similar. people you love die. not just die from cancer or old age or a car crash. it's worse than all of those. you watch your loved ones turn into something that isn't them. and yet their body is possessed by the virus in their veins. it's never an easy thing to watch. "i'm sorry to hear that." ash sympathised. "i wasn't always alone. but just like you said, you know how groups go. as i said, i paired up with a group i survived the airport with. it was myself, three guys two of whom were in their thirties, the other was probably 60 and had his wife with him too. and then there was a young girl she was only eighteen and was pregnant. it was the last chance she had to come to america before she wouldn't be able to fly because she'd be too far along. her name was nadia and she was from russia, running away from her ex." she had to look down, even talking about nadia hurt her "there was so much in fighting between the guys, like you said. everyone had different opinions on things and everyone wanted to be the leader. but they weren't bad people. and then it changed when we got to arizona. we were just wandering and we managed to get there. it was around the time nadia was supposed to give birth. it didn't go well and she and the baby died. i've never ever seen someone turn so fast. we were taken by surprise usually it takes at least a couple days but it was something like out of twenty-eight days later. a few seconds and she lunged at us. i...don't know all that happened. it was so fast but before i knew it everyone was dead." she wasn't sure why she was being so open to him. it did feel nice to talk about it aside from hiding it deep down and pretending it didn't happen. at least jacob understood the pain. <br/>
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"i've been travelling around since them trying to find my sister. we're twins, actually. identical to the point where we had to wear these necklaces since we were little so that our parents could tell us apart. ash had grabbed the <a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fd1mhq73dsagkr8.cloudfront.net%2Fmedia%2Fproduct%2F0%2F1%2F01_41_thumb_300_300.jpg&amp;hash=9da82b8f93f2b1ba7812ab9b1bc1178e" href="https://d1mhq73dsagkr8.cloudfront.net/media/product/0/1/01_41_thumb_300_300.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">necklace</a> hanging around her neck. her dog tag from the military also hung on the pendant. ash had the black half of the ying and yang, probably the perfect analogy to describe the girls. they were two totally opposite people despite looking like clones. and yet they complemented each other perfectly. she missed her sister dearly and wouldn't lose hope that nichole was out there somewhere. she hoped that that somewhere was the isle. surely if nichole heard of it she'd head there too. it was her best chance at finding her, at least. "but i am still a kickass soldier." she smiled back at him. ash needed to push past those hard emotions both stories brought up and nothing better than to make a joke or two. "i was actually pretty recognized among my units. i suppose from help from my parents reputations." both the good and the bad of them. ariella had shining records. not a single person could say anything bad about that woman. david cardale, on the other hand, was a different story. one she didn't want to yet get into. <br/>
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"so what branch of the military were you in? if you're as dedicated as you say you are i should have heard your name before, eh?" she moved the topic back to him for her own ease. their conversation was oddly natural it seemed. for a moment she really didn't mind staying on the roof. they have been able to easily pass the time with each other. the sun was still hot in the sky but slowly making its way down. it was hot where they were and, being it was summer, you could smell the rotting flesh from the zombies below. the sun was cooking them like a piece of bacon but it hardly smelled as good.<br/>
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