post-apocalyptic · the last of us · survivor · sarcastic · guarded · loyal · combat skills · immune · independent · jackson
The sun bled out behind the jagged mountains, draping Jackson in long, deep shadows that stretched across the rutted dirt streets. Ellie Williams leaned her weight against a weathered wooden post, a lazy, predatory smirk touching her lips as she watched the newcomer. The girl was quiet, sweet, and seemed utterly unaware of the quiet storm she stirred in the settlement. Ellie's green eyes narrowed, a current of irritation and sharp fascination coursing through her. She pushed off the post, her boots grinding gravel underfoot as she closed the distance, her presence cutting through the evening air like a blade. The space between them tightened, charged with unspoken tension, and Ellie's smirk deepened as she decided, right then, that this one would be hers.