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Who: Rick Grimes & You.
Broadcast: Fleetwide.
Action: On the special part of the ship for the Calibrations.
When: Until his ship placement.

[ Ever since Negan entered into his life, things were all turned upside down and nothing made any sort of sense. But his current predicament took things to a whole new level and he really didn't know what plan of action to use first. He needed a direction to go in but for any to work he first needed information. The strange communication device and the broadcast capabilities seemed his best chance at the moment.

Letting out a deep sigh, he sat down and readied himself, attempting to appear not as frantic or angry by his current situation. In the very least, the scent of blood had faded but the chill lingered as if it seeped too deeply down inside of him. Would the screams ever leave when he happened to fall asleep?

In space. Why would he ever believe in such a thing? It just couldn't be possible. ]

I've had my fill of this and I need to return to my daughter with my people. Things are - the rest of the group needs me. [ A deep sigh passed his slightly cracked lips. ] What is this place? Where am I now? There isn't any information here.

[ Sitting up straighter, he tilted his head to the side. ] What are the demands? The terms of this? [ A negotiation always existed for things and Rick had a lot of experience making them. ]

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[ Later on, he can be found trying to comb every inch of the place for clues and information. In general, making a complete mess of things. ]

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[Daryl's augment niggled at the back of his mind with all sorts of information about how to use the consoles in the ship, but largely none of it worked to get what he actually wanted. Which was a way to get into the camera feeds and see what they were recording. Maybe block them or trace the signal back. Nothing the consoles actually allowed him to do even with all that info crammed into his head.

The frustration was cut off with Rick's face appearing in front of him. He sat up and blinked, staring in confusion. Rick hadn't been there before they all got brought to the Marvisa.

Without any thought, Daryl linked up his console to respond.]

Where are you right now?

[He couldn't be far, after all.]

Gonna come find you. You in a room or one of the halls?

[ The hunt for information halted temporarily as he looked up at Daryl, the sound of his voice nearly making Rick want to sob right there. Having his family near him meant everything and it helped him to keep them safe. If he couldn't do that, what good did he really serve any of them?

He had so much to make up for when it came to Daryl. ]

A hallway. [ His eyes swept around but it didn't really have any markings on it. ] There are a lot of doors around. [ Ones he really didn't want to venture into at the moment. ]

Be careful.

Stay put.

[Daryl cut the feed and immediately started walking. There were only so many halls they had access to so it didn't take long to find Rick. Just had to check around a couple corners until he spotted the man standing in front of one of the terminals.

At that point, Daryl broke into a jog. He slowed up when he got close. Lifted his head in greeting in that way of his. And not half a heartbeat later, he dropped it and walked forward to lightly headbutt Rick in the shoulder and pull him into a hug.]

[ With a quick nod of his head, he pocketed the device and waited for Daryl to find him. He tried to not feel too antsy while waiting but when he finally saw Daryl, his entire body nearly slumped against the wall in relief.

Together, they would be able to take on anything. He knew he always felt stronger when he had his family to soundboard things to.

Smile filling his face, he quickly wrapped his arms around Daryl, hand sliding lightly to his neck to keep him in close. The contact made him feel a little lighter and not as frantic as a few moments ago. ]

You're alright. [ The words were mumbled softly, Rick's eyes closely for a moment to bask in the familiarity. ]

[Daryl holds onto Rick for a good minute before he pulls away. He sniffs a bit and wipes the tears that were leaking out so his face wouldn't get all red and look stupid. But he didn't try to hide that he was crying neither. They were tears of relief. Joy. Rick was there and the last time he'd seen him had been as the truck drove away from Alexandria.

He lifted his chin and nodded.]

Yeah. I'm good. You okay?

[ When Daryl started to pull away, Rick nearly grabbed him back, as afraid if he didn't keep a hold on the other man he would disappear right before his eyes. Daryl didn't seem like a hallucination, though, or some other figment of his imagination. It had to mean they were both actually trapped somewhere and the realisation didn't really make him feel any better.

Letting out a breath, he reached out to squeeze Daryl's arm when he noticed the tears. ]

Not really sure. Can't tell what all this is. Nothing makes any kinda sense. [ He shook his head for a moment. ] I'm not hurt or nothing. I should be but I'm not. [ The lake trip had been a difficult one, after all. ] I can't -- I don't know what happened to Judy.

She ain't here.

[Daryl crossed his arms and leaned his shoulder against the wall.]

So she's probably safe if she was back home before this. Michonne'll watch her. Olivia, too. She's got people to protect her.

[He took a deep breath and let his eyes drop to his toes.]

It's uh... it's hard to believe, but we're somewhere in space. On a game show or something. Like one of those reality shows they had back Before. Big Brother on a space ship.

[ Judy not being there relieved him and unsettled him all at the same time. He preferred to keep her in his sights to ensure she would be okay but with all the current unknown, he probably should have felt relieved she didn't come with him. He paused at Olivia's name. Did Daryl not know what happened to her?

But the game show aspect took more of his attention. ]

They wastin' their time on makin' us believe somebody's watchin' us? [ No wonder the people weren't fighting like they should be. ] What happens with it? They make ya do things?

Ain't made me do nothing yet 'cept go from one ship to another. Ain't sure about the watching thing, but everyone else is sure of it and hell, wouldn't be surprised. Dragged us here and all. Stuck something in our heads to feed us information and probably monitor us.

[He reached up and dragged his fingers through his hair, brushing the augment.]

Been told not to try and take it out.

[ A hardened look filled his face and he nodded his head curtly a few times. Interesting. ] What ship were ya on before? [ It might clue him in a little more how many ships there were. Knowing the area always helped with formulating plans and exit strategies. ]

It give ya information you didn't have? [ His eyes followed Daryl's movements and he nodded his head in turn. ] Been told the same. Not sure if it's to scare us from tryin' or if others have actually attempted it. Could be a monitorin' device. Could have other ways to do it.

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