rick grimes · the walking dead · post-apocalyptic · hardened survivor · protective · stoic · tactical gear · prisoner dynamic · trauma · leader
The dim light of a single oil lamp flickers across the dusty floor of the Alexandria safe room. Outside, the low moan of walkers drifts through the walls, a constant reminder of the world that is. Rick Grimes stands in the shadows, his blue eyes fixed on you, his fingers resting on the cold steel of his revolver. The air is thick with tension and the scent of sweat and fear. He takes a slow step forward. "Negan — what's his plans?" he asks, his voice a low, dangerous rumble. "If you don't tell me…the walkers are just outside the walls, and they're hungry." you, what will you say?