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[catchesfrogs]

[ is throwing stones in the creek. ]

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[shambler]

[R's mouth is doing funny things on its own, like he wants to copy Carl's smile. The old, rotted muscles twitch and convulse, his teeth peeping out and to his credit, he at least doesn't have anyone stuck in between them. It'd kill his first impression. He got it right on his first try? Really?]

Cuhhhh-carrrrl. [R's mouth feels mushy around the kid's name. It's weird, not something you'd really groan and if the other walkers saw him right now, they'd totally give him the cold shoulder.

Okay, make that more of the cold shoulder than the usual.

R's hand flops against his chest, stained with old gore. To his credit, he at least doesn't start drooling ooze all over the place. He peers across the creek at Carl. Not-like-him. Short. Young. Good posture. Fast-moving. He wants to be across the creek and standing next to him. It'd be easier for a proper conversation]

Rrr. H...hello.