10-08-2011, 04:04 PM
Stefan's heart thankfully slowed down when the female reached down and pet his over sized dog. He felt like putting a hand to his chest or sinking to his knees and thanking whatever higher power there was that she hadn't shot his head off the millisecond she saw him. Of course, it had looked like she was about to, at least for a mere moment. However he couldn't be one to blame her. He'd only met raiders, the infected, and those who had gotten the virus and were slowly starting to transition from human to the undead cannibal that now inhabited Earth.
He watched the interaction between the two, eyes still narrowed in suspicion. She could always be pulling a trick on him. Being sweet to his dog, and then any moment she would ump up, shotgun aimed straight at his face or heart, and either kill him or demand him to get out.
However he didn't sense that from her. She seemed civil enough, at least talking to his dog. But he'd been on edge since that terrible day five years ago when his parents had tried to eat him for dinner. He didn't know this girl, he didn't know her story. Then again if she knew his he didn't know how she'd react. His parents were two of the scientists that had engineered the disease itself. If it were someone else and someone else's parents he would want to blow their brains off right off the bat.
But she didn't have to know that. He could just keep that tiny little detail, about his parents kind of indirectly causing the apocalypse, to himself. He was positive she wouldn't reveal every little thing about her as soon as they met, and so he wouldn't either. He could just say he found it unimportant or irrelevant at the moment.
"Yeah, she really doesn't," he said in his velvety smooth voice when the female asked Blubber Nugget if she skipped any meals. He couldn't help but smile as the woman talked to his dog, but the smile faded a bit as she stood up and eyed him. Finally she introduced herself and stepped forward, arm extended and the gun thankfully back at her side. She was a lot shorter than him, most people were, and had a small figure. For a second his muscles tightened in anticipation, not quite sure if he could trust her. But usually people he couldn't trust didn't smile. And she had a nice smile.
With his tight muscles relaxing, he had done a lot of sports in high school, he too extended his arm. His hand engulfed hers and he shook it gently, surprised at her grip.
"Stefan Everdeen. That's Blubber Nugget, Nugget for short," he introduced the two. The fat Boston terrier happily walked circles around Elaine's feet and he narrowed his eyes at the dog. The little traitor.
"Found this place completely untouched. Not quite sure where I'm- we're- at though. I was hoping to restock and maybe spend a night or two here," Stefan said and shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly. There was quite enough food and supplies in the super store for the both of them, but if it came down to it and she tried to claim everything as hers he would simply yell finder's keeper's.
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