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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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"we were just passing through when we got caught by some group."<br/>
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"heh and you survived them?" carl scoffed under his breath, sharing a look with his partner. "take you backpacks off and toss 'em over here." he demanded next. ash did as he said and tossed it over. while vince had the gun, carl began looking through it. "so where's the car?" he asked next.<br/>
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"we ditched it a while back. it's out of gas but it's beat up anyways from the chase. who were those guys?" she could see carl sigh a bit. he was probably looking to steal the car but he was a little too late for that.<br/>
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"they call themselves 'the devils brand' a dangerous group of survivors. they have groups that take over each of the towns around here and the rest take over the mall in the city. they have all the supplies and resources they need. you don't wanna get on their bad side." <br/>
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"you're not a part of the gang?"<br/>
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again, carl laughed a bit and shook his head "no, not in my life." <br/>
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"then we have no reason to hurt you. you have all our weapons and supplies, can you put down the gun now?" she asked vince with pleading eyes. she could see his inner turmoil whether or not to agree to it. he looked to carl who ended up shrugging and nodded. she felt the tenseness realse from her body the moment she did so. she put her hands down, her shoulders falling a bit. ash had gone over to jacobs side. in case the two of them did attack them she'd rather have him at her side to take them on. "how long have you been here? i...don't think i've seen a group of people in a while besides those devil's brand whatevers. are there more of you?"<br/>
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