JUST CLOSE YOUR EYES — private

[dannychan]

He winced slightly at his tone, putting his hands in his pockets. "How long have you been up here?" He asked. "you look pretty exhausted."

[peridot.]

He blinked and looked at the other, his look bordering on a glare as he said softly, "I'm not sure, maybe 6 hours or so? Maybe longer. Probably longer. I'm fine."

[dannychan]

He hesitated. "Why not you go rest? I'll take the rest of your shift." He offered, head tilted.

[peridot.]

He let out a small snort and shook his head quickly, saying as he glared at his feet, "No, I'm alright. I'd really rather not switch with you."

[dannychan]

He sighed. "Fine, then I'll just go tell rick you're swaying on your feet." He said, holding his hands up. "Which you are, by the way. Aren't you supposed to scout tomorrow, to?"

[peridot.]

Daryl closed his eyes and let out a little groaning noise, hanging his head a little, "Fuck, I forgot about scouting tomorrow." He then said, quickly turning to face the other, "Please don't tell Rick. I'll... Fine, fine, I'll rest."

[dannychan]

He nodded. "Yeah. Now switch off with me and go rest." He said, gesturing to the gun. All the guns technically belonged to the community itself.

[peridot.]

He let out an aggravated noise and moved to hand the other the gun, saying quietly, "Fine. Bye." He then went to climb down, swaying slightly.

[dannychan]

It was official. Alexandria was so much better than the hilltop colony. There was so much more space, so many more things to do and people that he could talk to- he could have his own house, one of the nice two story ones with three bedrooms and two bathrooms, and a nice big kitchen, a bathroom with running water.. sure, the hilltop colony had all of those things, but this was so much better. They didn't have to worry about walkers, thanks to the huge, reinforced metal walls, and that was a great thing.
Jesus was quite happy here, but he knew this wasn't his home- but he miht be able to make it his home. He could ask to join, pull his own weight, all that stuff- but first, he needed to patch things up with someone. A certain daryl Dixon, who at the current moment was at a guard post with a machine gun.
You see, when they had first met, rick and daryl had a huge truck of supplies, he might have stolen it, then they caught him with said truck, took it back, but he was quick, climbed onto the truck top, and once they figured it out, they chased him through a field. After he tried to get the truck again, daryl dragged him out, without realising that Jesus had accidentally kicked the truck into reverse- Jesus had gotten hit hard in the head with the truck door, and all the supplies ended up in a lake.
Yeah, that wasn't exactly how his plan should have went.
So, Jesus sighed as he moved to the ladder, climbing up to the guard post and leaning against the raining once he was up. "hey, daryl. Look, I wanted to apologise for, you know, sinking the supplies."

[peridot.]

Daryl had been a little less than happy about them losing all the supplies. Actually, scratch that, he had been pissed that they had lost all the supplies, but he had calmed down somewhat since then. Somewhat being a key word. As Jesus climbed up, he tensed slightly and kept his eyes down at the ground below. He said quietly, letting out a little huff of anger, "Apology accepted, I guess."