[b]Hank - Camp - Others[/b]

As the group enjoyed the food Aiden had prepared for them, Hank couldn't keep his eyes away from the medic's tent. Like the other's, he was surely enjoying the meal - even if it wasn't much. Regardless the quantity, the quality is what mattered. Aiden - before the fall - was a professional cook or something, so his meals were always on point. Having regular everyday working citizens in the group made them a little more unique. Everyone had something to contribute to the whole. 

Jennifer - DeSean's wife - was a certified pharmacist. She was the one in charge of all the medicine they obtained through their searches. DeSean was one of the two leaders of the group - Hank himself being the other. DeSean worked with with airplanes, constructing their engines and had a very massive mechanical/engineering background. Seth Nguyen, or [i]Baby Seth[/i] as both Hank and DeSean call him, was not employed before the fall, but had a distinct knowledge with computers. Though it may seem a worthless talent now, it actually helped them get their truck's radio running. Aaliyah and Heather were both medics. They were always in charge of curing the injured, regardless the severity of the wound. They were one of their most respected members - with some exceptions. There was also Imogen, who was a manager at a convenience store before the fall. Though it seems she doesn't play a big part in the room, the girl is a soldier. She is one of those rare people that listen very good and do everything they are asked of. In addition to being organized, she is one of the most reliable members in the group. 

And finally, Hank. Before the fall, Hank had been going through some hard patches. After breaking up with his ex-girlfriend - Heather - he had sold his home and rented an apartment. This apartment had become his new home, unfortunately. Hank got a paycheck every fifteen days from coaching a couple of teenagers. He was a high-school baseball coach and made his living accordingly. During the summer, he would coach little league, teaching the young-lings to play ball. It wasn't great money, but he managed. He also had a second job working construction. The extra money is the reason he had been able to afford the house. After selling it, he put all the money into a savings account, unable to contribute to his 401k. But all that money was pointless since the apocalypse happened a couple months later. 

But as he sat on the log and stared at the medic's tent, he couldn't help but think of his past relationship. But Hank never shared these thoughts with anyone, not even DeSean, his [i]brother[/i]. After finishing his food, Hank stood up and smiled at Aiden. "Thanks for the meal. Really good, like always" he said before taking stride towards the medic's tent. Before entering, he took a deep breath and exhaled rather loudly. He took a step forward and found himself within Heather's visual radius. He made eye contact for a second, but then gazed at the sleeping survivor. He walked towards the supplies and pulled out long cable ties. "Here" he said, handing two long cable ties over to Heather. "Tie his hands together" he added, he himself tying up the guy's feet together. "I don't want him loose until we talk to him first. He'll be overwhelmed by his.........his state of being I guess." 

He then turned to her and scratched the back of his head. "I can watch him from here, you should go get sumthin' to eat. Aiden cooked this time around, not Jennifer" he said, trying to make a joke and less awkward. It was kind of hard to speak to her, not knowing how she would react. It seemed like she was always against him, regardless his decision or what he said. So he just waited for the worst.