[b]Tyler - Baton Rouge - Scarlett/Liam/Katie/Jacob[/b]

"I don't know who you really are Tyler," echoed in his head. While it could be said none of them knew each other, Jacob's words resonated with Tyler. Adam, the dumbshit, had blurted out [i]Thomas[/i] when they ran into each other, and Tyler knew either Jacob or George had to be thinking about it. Tyler considered the idea of playing off the event as some fevered mistake from the junkie, but Tyler had no idea if Adam was willing to play along. At least it wasn't so bad; As far as Adam knew, Thomas had just been the nice guy who had become the leader of the scouts. Of course, that was the entire reason Adam left in the first place, so Tyler couldn't be sure how the man felt about him or not.

It was nice to see most of the group wanting to stick by him, though Tyler knew it was only because he had a daughter. A [i]family man[/i] was stereotypically a [i]good[/i] man, after all. Tyler could barely contain his laughter at that. When Katie expressed her desire to eat, Tyler knew he'd have to make the tough decision here. "Okay... Okay." Tyler muttered to himself for a moment before placing a hand on Katie's shoulder. "I'm sorry, Katie. We'll get food, and I think... we'll go with you, Adam."

The guy let out a cheer. "Awesome! Stick by me everybody--"

"But, wait," Tyler said, standing up and letting out a heavy breath. "Before we all start travelling together, I think I need to address something." Adam looked confused and Tyler resisted the urge to roll his eyes. "I've met Adam before. In New Orleans. I was using a different name then, because... Well, for a lot of different reasons. I thought I lost my daughter and I... was depressed. But I've been reunited with her and now I'm here, with all of you. My name [i]is[/i] Tyler. I haven't intended to deceive anyone." Whether they all believed that or not, it was all Tyler could come up with. Hopefully it would be enough.

Thankfully, Adam responded positively to the news. "Look, man. Reggie was a good dude and I was pissed that he died. There's no issues here. If you wanna be called Tyler, then that's what I'll call you." Tyler nodded and expressed his appreciation.

George shrugged. "It's fine with me, but I think we should really hurry." He turned to Adam. "Take us to this illusive group."

Adam nodded and quickly jogged away, leaving little time for the group to follow after him. They travelled in a criss-cross manner, going deeper into the city than Tyler expected. They spotted a couple of walkers here and there, but Adam opted to sneak by them than open fire. At the corner of Pickett and Perkins, they encountered an odd sight; From their left, an undead individual stood chained to each utility pole on the side of the road for as long as they could see. Adam paused at this sight, but didn't look particularly surprised to see it. In fact, he started leading the group across the street without comment, but George spoke up to stop him. "Hey, what's the deal with all the walkers?"

Adam stopped and hesitated on an answer. "They, uh..." He shook his head. "Just stay away from them. They're a warning."

Tyler wasn't sure he liked how vague Adam was being. In fact, this was probably the biggest clue indicating what Tyler feared. "A warning for what?" Tyler asked, trying to hurry Adam along.

Adam nodded toward the undead. "North of Highway ten is Tremblay territory. You guys don't want to go around there. Thankfully, my group are on the outskirts." He then moved completely across the street and gestured for the group to follow. He then looked guilty. "I guess I should have said something sooner. We're going to have to cut behind this building and through the bush. I'd hate to be seen by their patrols, especially with all of you."

Whatever this [i]Tremblay[/i] group was, they sounded like Tyler had feared. A raider group, one that probably controlled most of the city. That they had run into such a low amount of walkers on the street indicated [i]someone[/i] was regularly clearing them out. The backpacks of supplies and the gutted buildings... this city had some history, and they were walking straight into it.

Adam led the group behind the parking lot and stopped at a large field of tall grass that towered over everybody. He took a step toward it and listened for a sound. "... Okay. We'll lose sight in there, so everybody just run as fast as you can and book it across the street on the other side."

"What?" George blurted out. "This sounds like a really dumb idea."

Adam pointed his gun into the grass. "I've done this before. You're faster than anything in there, okay? Just hold on to the kids." Without waiting for anyone to comply, Adam ran into the grass and disappeared. Tyler exchanged a worried glance with George.

"... I guess I'm going for it," George said, plunging inside. Silence.

Tyler had little interest in bringing Katie in there, but the sky was already bleeding red from the setting sun. He wasn't sure he wanted to risk the patrols at all, if Adam was so freaked out by them. "One of you hold on to Liam," Tyler said, lifting Katie so that she was sitting on his shoulders. "And you hold on to that cat." Without a second thought, he went for it and ran into the grass, The long blades slapped at his face and the ground sunk under his feet slightly with every step he took, but everything seemed relatively calm otherwise. "Just keep holding on!" he grunted, his hands squeezing around Katie's legs.