Felicity a pris la canette, donnant à Gareth une excuuuuuuuuse expression. Il a disparu quand la fourchette est venue à elle. Elle l'a attrapé et lui a donné un sourire. "L'Adible vaut mieux que rien de ce que je suppose." Elle a utilisé le dos de sa fourche pour ouvrir la boîte et a ensuite pris une expression réfléchie comme Gareth lui a posé une question.
"Un plan sur ce que tu veux faire?" Il a demandé autour d'une bouche pleine de nouilles. "Tu continues à parler de ce labo CDC, mais nous n'avons pas été aller nulle part. Pensez-vous que nous deux pourrions le faire par nos solitaires?"
Elle a lâché. "Dans ce monde, je pense qu'avoir trop de gens autour pourrait être dangereux. Sans oublier qu'il est difficile de s'en occuper. C'est assez difficile de trouver assez de nourriture et d'eau pour nous deux." Elle a collé sa fourchette dans sa boîte et a pris une bouchée, sucant sur l'ustensile dans la pensée. Elle ne l'a pas enlevé quand elle a reparlé. "Où allons-nous trouver des gens de toute façon? Tout ce que quelqu'un veut, c'est se protéger. Emmener quelqu'un qu'ils n'ont jamais rencontré jusqu'à l'AC sur le coup des doigts n'est pas quelque chose que les gens font maintenant. »
Name: Felicity Nagle
Gender: Female
Age: Currently 22
Appearance: Felicity is a small girl with dark brown-black hair, tanned skin and brown eyes. She's skinny and fairly average. She keeps her wavy hair tied back in a ponytail most of the time and is often seen completely covered (even if it's really hot)
Personality: Much like her half-zombie counterpart, Murphy, Felicity has a pretty poor attitude (particularly towards the whole zompocalypse thing), though, she's a bit more reserved about it. She can be friendly and is serious on her mission to beat Murphy to California. She views it as more of a competition - perhaps more than she ought to. She's fairly fearless and will often rush into things.
Weapon of choice: Felicity carries a small handgun that she had picked up from one of the dead guards in the juvenile detention center, but it only holds one bullet - a bullet that's been in the gun since the apocalypse came to her little corner of the world. Otherwise, she uses a staff she made from a tree branch.
Bio: Felicity grew up in a small, Northern Michigan town. Daughter to Frank and Ahawi Nagle, sister to Nelson. The family was poor and Frank spent most of his time at work. Ahawi was a stay at home mother who clearly did not enjoy her life.
Felicity was arrested and charged for attempted murder when she held a knife to her mother's throat. She claims that Ahawi was beating Nelson and Felicity had done the deed out of protection for her infant brother.
Nelson was put into foster care and Felicity was put into a juvenile detention center. When the zompocalypse came about, she was literally among the last to know. When everything went to shit, she was taken into the lab and injected with the vaccine in an attempt to recreate the Murphy (as it had become somewhat common knowledge that he had survived being bitten). Much like him, the lab was overrun and she was cornered and bitten..... and lived without turning.
(I might change this later. I'm not sure I really like it, but, for now, it's a good base.)