[b][u]Aaliyah/Imogen - Camp.[/u][/b]

Things were pretty normal within the camp, Well as normal as it can be in this current day in age. Aaliyah was over in the medical tent or what was designated as one as they all looked pretty much the same but with this one being slight bigger and with no red cross on it as that would be a dead give away, The group has had to adapt and keep going on what they had but supplies were getting shorter. The African American was going to sort out a inventory list for the medical supplies but realized Heather had pretty much beat her to it but still made an effort to assist the brunette. Aaliyah was in fact the youngest in the group which was kind funny in a way as she was considered the baby of the group because of it despite being seventeen years old, She didn't mind it considering that if it wasn't for this group coming across her the many months ago when the world went to s**t, Aaliyah would probably be dead but this was a close knit group and gotten to know them well. 

Aaliyah noticed Heather was getting a bit flustered or at least looking tired given the fact she was rubbing her face and sighing, It could be so easy to simply ask are you okay? but really would that be a good idea after all just take a look at the world. Still she did speak to the young woman. [b]" Heather, why don't you go and take a break? I can hold the fort here"[/b] She smiled softly, She knew Heather was a bit... Shall we say 'bothered' by a particular member of the group but Aaliyah was wise not to say anything or talk about it and pretty much let the woman get on with it. Around this point Seth had came over to Aaliyah and spoke to her quietly in a whisper relaying what Hank had told him to do, She was a little shocked at what she was told and eye widened a bit but she nodded in acknowledgement letting him go before picking up a small medical pack, Glancing at Heather still doing her own thing she left proceeding to the truck. 

Upon arrival Aaliyah came up round the side of the truck and stood next to Hank looking at the sight before her. Here sat an unconscious man who was tied up, A necessary precaution as the protection of the group came first but still a big risk bringing him here and raised an eyebrow. [b]"Dare I ask what you and DeSean did to him?"[/b] She looked over the guy and there was no clear evidence on this unknown individual having been bitten so she went and knelt down to the guy before opening up the medical pack. [b]" So how did you find this guy?"[/b] Aaliyah asked as she put on a pair of medical gloves before doing some checks on the unconscious man, She first checked for a pulse checking both his wrist and neck one after another for a few moments, She listened to what Hank had to say as she got a small light and hesitantly checked the for reaction of the guys pupils which she did a couple of times. 

Once those checks were over, Aaliyah then went about checking the head wound, The first give away was the dry blood in the man's hair and so carefully she moved the hair to get a better look at the wound and how bad it was and sighed as she realized she forgot the first major thing she should of done and immediately took her jacket off quickly and placed it folded up on the floor. [b]" He is not dead, But how long has he been unconscious? And untie his hands I need to lay him down on his back and make sure to keep his airways clear. Sitting like that can block his airways and kill him"[/b] She urgently moved but spoke calmly hoping that Hank would assist, She couldn't help but feel it was a bad idea bringing this guy back to camp. 

Imogen had arrived back to camp after doing a perimeter patrol of the camp, The young Blonde had been one of the more newer additions to the camp group which is Lead by Hank and DeSean, She was saved by them when Imogen got a bit careless on a supply run and got herself in a right troublesome situation. That was nearly a couple of months ago now and since then became a integral member of the group earning there trust and friendship which in Imogen's mind works both way as if anyone would ask her she was sceptical about the group at first but now could not imagine being without them as they were all an important part of a small family. 

Arriving back at camp the Blonde could see that finally Hank and DeSean had made it back and although one could not really be seen from where she had returned from Imogen could see the later with Jennifer huddled up together by the camp fire which made her smile. Coming over and placing her crossbow down before quickly looking at the pair again. [b]"Why don't you two go get a tent"[/b] She joked as she took a seat. Something did feel off though as she noticed Jennifer looking worried of something, Did something Happen? was someone injured? those question came into mind as she noticed Aaliyah sneaking by to the truck. She looked quizzically at DeSean before picking up on what Jennifer then said. [b]"Who he is?"[/b] She paused for a moment. [b]" What have you guys done?"[/b]

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[b][u]Turisa - Alone in town, Few blocks away from The Pub.[/u][/b]

Turisa's journey into New Orleans took her further in the city than she thought previously the Latin woman would, After all it was somewhat like she expected but at the same time was not, All the gunfire and chaos where ever it happened had attracted the walkers and in fact only a few where wondering around in their own little world which was fine by her, So far the officer has had to endure sleeping in her truck still which was nothing new and pretty much got used to doing so as the vehicle is pretty much all she has left until she can find her missing family. Another thing that was playing in the back of her mind was where were the other survivors? surely after all the gunfire from the previous day didn't kill them all of? 

Turisa kept on driving, thinking up scenarios and what might of happened will get her nowhere and right now supplies where on her mind, She used up the last of her food this morning and fuel was running low and it came as a stark realization that it took dam near all of her supplies to get here from Chicago, well it wasn't going to be a simple drive over from A to B. Pulling over the young Latin woman decided to check out some vehicles in the road and hopefully find a shop or hotel where in some form of hope there was some supplies around. There only seemed to be one walker that was close enough to trouble and of course her truck already caught it attention. grabbing her gear and taking a moment of deep breath the officer stepped out locking up the truck watching as the walker slowly made it's way over towards her, Unsheathing her Hatchet knife the officer waited for the right moment and struck the disgusting thing in the head which let out a distinctive crack where the skull and brain was easily struck through, It was amazing how fragile walkers were but yet so flipping deadly, Especially in numbers, taking a moment to clean the weapon of Turisa put it back in it's sheath.

Once Turisa was convinced the coast was clear she retrieved one of the fuel canisters and a small cut hosepipe with the intention of syphoning fuel of any vehicle that may have some in there tanks still, It was also getting late into the evening as it was starting to get a little nippy, The officer opened up the truck for a moment to retrieve her police jacket and put it on and locking the truck once more. Checking around once more for any trouble Turisa made her way over to the first car checking through its broken windows for anything useful but couldn't find anything that could provide food or water so took the next course of action of going over to the vehicles fuel tank cap and popping it open, Feeding the hose tube inside with the fuel canister ready she placed the hose within her mouth, God how much did he hated doing this, She began sucking on the tube in the hopes of syphoning any possible bit of fuel the Latina could get.