[b]Monica - Dilapidated House - Emma/Ellis[/b] The supply run was an uneventful one, Monica and Emma having managed to get enough to last the three of them another week. Monica lugged the heavy backpack through the front door, thanking her lucky stars that the group in power in this area did a good deal of work in clearing the biters in the area. They would likely have to change their location soon enough to continue avoiding detection, but hopefully they'd be out of this godforsaken city soon enough. Monica placed the supplies on the table, digging through the backpack so that she could sort through the items. "Ellis, we're back," she said, not having to yell for him to hear her in this house. She didn't need him coming at them with a knife thinking they were intruders. --- [b]Tremblay - Plaza Rally[/b] The man stood before his people, watching as their eyes slowly lowered to the ground. None of them wanted to look him in the face. None of them wanted to let him know how they felt. Tremblay was well aware how they felt-- He'd made a major miscalculation. "Fine," he muttered. He turned to Jon and waved him off. "Then this man lives. Get him out of here, Jon, and get him cleaned up." Tremblay turned back to the crowd, his eyes locking on Jessalyn's once again. He gave her a flat look of disappointment. "He can deny the allegations all he pleases. Some of us know the truth. Though we won't kill him for his crimes, he won't be let off so easily. He will work to make up for what he's done. Among us. Let us hope he stays in line. I would hate to have an excuse to do the worse now." Standing for a tense moment, Tremblay eventually left with a deep breath, following Jon and Matt as they pulled Tyler away. The crowd stood in stunned silence for a moment, frozen as some of Tremblay's men began putting out the fires. "Come on, everyone," Becca said, raising a hand. "Most of us should be getting to bed soon. Hop to it!" She stepped forward, gingerly approaching Scarlett. She put her hands on her hips, and tried for a sympathetic look. "I'm sorry about all that. Really."