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As her lips left his, Richard raised his fingers to his mouth and rested them there as he hid the smirk that was playing on his lips. Nothing like an attractive woman that didn’t entirely hate his guts to take his mind off what was going on right now. He nodded in acknowledgement to her words and waved her off as she left to go get ready at her place. Looking around to make sure Ryan hadn’t snuck back inside, Richard moved over to the door and saw Miss Sally shooting Sana a look. He knew all too well what that look was for but it only made him smirk even more. Closing the door over, Richard leaned his back against it and looked down at his bag that he’d left sitting by the door.

He shook his head and kicked the bag further into the corner before making his way upstairs to his room. He winced when he saw the damage he’d done to Zoie’s things and he instantly regretted his rampage. He went to work tidying up the mess he’d made and hoped to god he hadn’t ruined anything too badly. There were a few books that were pretty fucked up and he chewed the inside of his cheek as the hurt sank in. Ryan was right on one thing, he had treated all her belongings like relics but his anger had been so much that he didn’t even stop to think. How could Zoie not have told him about her family?

“Daisy, why’d ya never open up to me? Ya had a god damn twin sister fer cryin’ out loud. That’s the kind o’ shit ya usually tell someone yer supposed to be in love with.” He wasn’t speaking loud enough that anyone outside the room could hear him, despite the open window. This wasn’t something new, it was perhaps something that he hadn’t done for a while, but Richard spoke to Zoie as if she was listening in on him from wherever she was now. “I didn’t mean t’wreck yer shit but I got so fuckin’ mad at ya, Daisy. It’s like ya’d lied t’me…” A loud sigh sounded out as he finished clearing his mess up. It was double standards, he knew it, but he hadn't been the one that had went and died and left her behind. A piece of him went with her when she left, he wasn't the same.

He looked at the empty space where the CD player had lived and he rolled his eyes. “Guess Riley got her fuckin’ CD player after all.” He still half hoped it was broken beyond repair after he’d thrown it out the window but that was more so Whiplash had one thing to not be 100% happy about but even then Richard knew that there was nothing he could do to ruin this day for him. Short of doing something that was even beyond Richard to do.

Realising that it had taken him longer to get tidied up than expected, Richard went across the room to the cupboard that was storing the suit that Miss Sally had insisted that he take “just in case”. The old lady was right once again and Richard was waiting for the “told you so” from her later that day when she saw him but oh well, it is what it is. He made his way to the bathroom and saw how long his beard and hair had become. He’d need to get a haircut at some point but was going to wait until he wasn’t in the bad books to ask for one otherwise they’d probably just shave it all off to spite him. The beard on the other hand was something he could do a little something about.

Grabbing a pair of scissors, Richard started to trim the mess down until it was neater and a little more presentable. He knew if he didn’t he’d get an earful from Froggy as well as Miss Sally and Sana. Satisfied, the scissors were put away and Richard combed his hair out and slicked it back with some water. That’d do. He moved into his room and started to get dressed. He remembered the last time he’d worn a suit like this, it was for Tony’s funeral. He was glad right then that there wasn’t a mirror or he’d have broken down into tears. Another death that he was responsible for that he’d never gotten over.

Swallowing the lump down his throat, Richard finished getting ready and sat on the edge of his bed. He hadn’t been able to do anything about the ruined sheets but was he hell going to ask for more, he'd survived with less than this so he wasn’t going to kick up a stink about the sheets he’d just ruined out of rage. The room was cold and Richard shut the window over as he looked out onto the streets below. He could count on one hand how many people in this town would care if he left tomorrow and that person was willing to leave with him. Maybe now was the time. Maybe if he apologised to Ash tonight about his reaction today then maybe he’d even give them some supplies for the road. It’s not like they had to leave in the middle of the night to be able to get out of Newnan, they were free to leave as they pleased, right? He’d play it by ear and see what happened tonight, it was something to consider at least. Might be best not to burn bridges with the community that hated him, for Sana’s sake.

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Reaching the house after only falling over once in the snow was an achievement for Bryn and she made a b-line for the bathroom to take a shower. She soaked in the warm water for a whole half a minute before remembering she’d end up washing in icy water if she didn’t hurry up. Quickly cleaning and shaving herself in the areas that had not been touched in far too long, Bryn got herself squared away before shutting the shower off and drying herself down with a towel.

She made her way across the landing and into her bedroom, the door barely closed behind her as she heard the downstairs door slamming shut and the sound of pounding feet running up the stairs. Sana was home. She half wanted to go out and ask her how it all went but she also didn’t want to encourage her interactions with Dick so she chose to leave it for now. Bryn made her way over to the chest of clothing that she had inherited from her now absent friends; Astrid and Bridgette. She smiled as she ran her hand across the grain of the wood and carefully opened it up.

The amount of Viking era medieval clothing was insane and Bryn genuinely didn’t know where to start. She had tried a few of them on when she had lived with Astrid and Bridgette so knew there were at least some in her size that didn’t need inches taken up at the ankles. She smirked as she thought about Bridgette and Astrid towering over her. She still missed them, even now. Sure, they’d only been friends for a short while but the three women just… worked. They were like a single-family unit within this massive community and it made Bryn feel less lost here. She had been glad that Sana had arrived in Newnan when she did, she couldn’t really remember when they started to become friends but she knew it had been natural and that was great in her books.

Refocusing on the task in hand, Bryn spotted one of the dresses that Astrid had put her in before. A red number that had actually been quite flattering once it was on. It took a little work to get it on but once it was, she didn’t regret it. Bryn had never been one to dress up before the outbreak so it felt particularly silly to be dressing up now but what the hell? They could all die tonight for all they knew. It was time to live in the moment and have a good night. Happy with her outfit choice, Bryn sat in front of her small mirror and began to braid her hair into a presentable style.

When she was finished getting ready she moved back over to the chest and found a fur collared cloak that had belonged to Bridgette. It was a little long but it could trail and would help to keep Bryn warm on the walk to the wedding venue. Swinging it over her shoulders, Bryn moved across to Sana’s room and knocked on the door. She wasn’t sure how long she had taken getting ready but she figured it wasn’t long left until everything was due to start. “Hey Sana, ready when you are.” Bryn then remembered she’d left the card she had made on the desk in her room and quickly went back inside to grab it, placing it in a pocket in the lining of the cloak for safe keeping, before moving back to Sana’s room.

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The blood works were dated eight months ago and were of one of the women in Newnan that had been here eight months ago. Considering there were no babies born in the last eight months it was safe to assume that this blood work belonged to either Astrid, Bridgette, Sophia or Zoie. Victor chewed his bottom lip fervently as he realised that 50% of those women had slept with Richard so they were plausible. Bridgette Victor was unsure about but would not assume she had not had relations with someone, but at least it wouldn’t have been Richard. Sophia potentially could have also but from what he knew now, Niesha and she were very close.

Victor sat down in Tatiana’s chair and removed his glasses from his face before pinching the bridge of his nose, his fingers massaging gently in small circles. “Why would Astrid not tell me of this?” It was irrational but Victor felt hurt at the fact that this had been kept secret. It was short lived however as he looked at the date again and realised it was the same day as they had all died… He closed his eyes and took in a deep breath. Life was complicated enough before the outbreak but now? Well, that spoke for itself. The handwriting was Astrid’s but that didn’t rule her out. Keeping hold of the blood work, Victor put his glasses back on and stood up, heading out and back downstairs to the infirmary.

As he made his way back inside Victor saw Medic and gave him a thankful smile before going over to check on Anna. She was still sound asleep. “Thank you for taking over Medic, it is appreciated as always. As the wedding is due to start shortly would you mind keeping an eye over our young patient for me? I don’t think Tatiana would forgive me if I were not ready to give her away.” He smiled warmly at the thought and gently slapped Medic on the back as he made his way to his quarters. Once he was inside he placed the blood work into his personal journal and closed it over, placing it in his safe spot underneath his mattress.

Gathering the suit that Miss Sally had given him Victor chuckled. She had certainly done well to adjust the clothing to suit his height and size. He would normally have chosen a lighter hue for himself but he knew that Meghna and Tatiana had done all they could to come back with these outfits for everyone so he would not complain. Getting dressed, Victor checked himself out and felt a sadness washing over him. He recalled his own daughter’s wedding and the emotions that had overwhelmed him on that day. This dark suit on this wedding day, of his adoptive daughter figure, was like a funeral for his own daughter but in a happier standing. He did not know if she was alive or dead but, to him at least, she was long gone.

Wiping the tears from his eyes, Victor squared himself up and grabbed the presents for Jack and Tatiana before leaving his quarters. He bid farewell to Medic and made a direct line towards Tatiana and Jack’s home. The snow was never his favourite thing and he was thankful that the sun was shining right now and had helped to thaw some of the thin ice that had formed over the cleared pathways. He was not in the mood to fall over thanks to this silly white stuff. He stood at the front door of their home and gave it a quick and rapid knock, his usual greeting when coming to visit so Tatiana would know who it was and not hesitate to open the door in fear that it was Jack coming to sneak a peek.

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“Same could be said for those jungle canibal tribes, but they do fine use of their bony instruments.” Amelia replied with a joking voice to Riley, feeling all happy inside now. Having a friend was incredibly good feeling, especially a friend like Riley. She was in Amelia's list as one of the two most important people to her.

When the people of Newnan returned to their posts and relieved them of their watchmen duties, Amelia sighed in relieve, moving down from the wall with the rest of the group. She hated being up there, especially in the cold. Down in the walls and among the buildings was actually a little bit more bearable for some reason. Still from the sounds of it, they missed quite the revelations and chaos it seemed. Not surprising some people caused damages... Amelia was actually glad she was up on the wall when that happened. Still to call everyone for that reason was rather... curios. Then again you couldn't know how people to react if a person shows up looking like someone they once knew, especially in the world being what it was.

“Thank you, Riley. I will come along.” Amelia replied with a smile, wanting to help out her friend. She then also threw a look at Chloe.” I want to help out too.”

As they moved over to the Rec Center, new interesting tidbits of appeared. That said things about this wedding had the chances to turn messy if chaos was to happen. She wondered if she should expect a brawl... A brawl was something many seemed to like.

Amelia then noticed that Riley shivered somewhat. She smiled to herself and quickly took off Riley's jacket, placing it on her friend's shoulders and returning it.” Here, you can take it back now. I'm fine now that we aren't on the wall and won't be outside.” She said, smiling and not wanting to see Riley shivering like that because of her.

“Well... nothing to lose with at least trying, right? I mean if we find something – great, if we don't then we at least tried to.” Amelia said, throwing a look at Chloe. She always hoped the two can get to be more friendly eventually, especially since Riley was such a good friend to her.

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Riley looked over at Chloe and smiled shaking her head at her when she elbowed her. "Nah Bitch Face aint worth making a shank over. Our parents would be swooning over Bea I bet." She said to Chloe as Riley entered the rec center, one of the good things that Riley could connect her sister with was being disowned by their parents. Riley turned as she felt Amelia placing her jacket over her shoulders again and smiled at her friend. "Thanks." Riley said, as she quickly took off her sister's flannel and handed I back to Chloe she preferred her brown leather jacket she had since the start of it. Riley checked Amelia out once more and smiled at her friend slightly and rubbed the back of her neck slightly before making her way further and towards the back where they kept whatever that wasn't used.

"Dick would make a really fucking entertaining guest on the Jerry Springer Show." Riley said jokingly as she moved away some boxes hoping to find at least a guitar of some kind. Remembering she had bought her first guitar back in high school with the money, Riley heard Ryan's familiar voice. Riley took one last pull of her cigarette and dropped it on the ground stomping it out with her boot and kicked the butt to the side.

Riley looked over at Amelia once more. "Hopefully there is at least some kind of guitar in here, or a violin. Since ya know Dick had a bitch fit and threw the CD player out the window." Riley said, it was her favorite thing to play, and one that she played the most. Riley looked at Ryan once more wondering if he had more information on what the whole meeting was about. "So got anymore details, Meg filled us in on a little bit of it but didn't go into details."

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Raymond looked at Tiffany and smiled as he gave her a kiss. "I'm sure you will look really good in that dress." Ray said with a smile he didn't get to see Tiffany's dress yet when the door opened he looked up to see Jack and smiled at his friend once more and gave him a gentle nudge. "Looking better." Ray said with a smile as he walked over where he had laid his tux down on the couch he had been sitting in earlier. Then Jack asked them what was the meeting about, he shrugged slightly he didn't know Zoie all he really knew was that she died the day that he had came to Newnan. "Not sure honestly, from what Meg said briefly Ashton's last second had a twin sister." Raymond answered anyway thinking that he had a right to know regardless.

"You could ask Ashton yourself, for more details that's from what I know." Raymond said with a slight shrug and then rubbed the sides of his face, he looked over at himself in a nearby mirror. He did need to shave a little bit to make himself look presentable for Tiffany as he looked at Jack once more. "Happen to have some shaving stuff? Have to look presentable for the lady here, i'm sure she doesn't like me being a hairy beast." Raymond said jokingly and gave Tiffany a loving hug.

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"Yeah it wasn't pretty, Sally figured you could fix it." Meghna said as she rubbed the side of her neck slightly and looked over at Ciel and then Peaches and smiled for a moment and then turned towards Beni. "No problem we will keep Peaches safe." Meg said as she turned around and then looked at Beni. "If you get it working, Riley needs it." Meg told him as she turned her attention back towards Ciel. "Going to head back to my place, I promised Tati my little stash of makeup then swing over to her place once more." Meghna said to him as she started making her way back into town once more.

It was a pretty quick walk as Meg entered her house letting Ciel in, she looked around seeing that Sid was in his room getting himself into his suit and struggling with his tie. "You never were good at this." Meg said towards Sid as she helped him and then straightened his suit, and patted her brother on the shoulder. She quickly dashed into her bedroom and opened a drawer, Meg grabbed all the makeup that was in the drawer and then moved over to grab a pillow case dumping the pillow out. Meghna gently put the various lipstick, eye shadow, mascara and blush.

"All done here." Meg said as she quickly grabbed her dress that was in her bedroom as well sliding it over her shoulder, Meghna walked across the street passing some people and made it to Tatiana's house. Meg knocked on the door, when the door opened she looked over at Froggy and gave him a smile. "That was a bombshell at the meeting huh?" Meghna asked him.

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Sana looked in the mirror, okay fuck messing with her hair. It looked fine enough from washing it and drying it earlier. Plus this damn wedding was going to be outside. Granted the reception was going to be in the rec center, so it would be warm there but she was going to at least have some warmth on her head instead of pulling it up. Not to mention she really didn't want to even bother. Stepping into the bathroom she washed her hands and took her clothes off, slipping into the dress that Miss Sally had altered to fit her.

It was something she hadn't expected them to find but it seemed the town didn't have trouble finding formal wear. Newnan was an old town with some high end old rich homes. Going in and taking out a Walker or two usually ended in a quick raid of a closet. These people liked to dress up for no reason. God the amount of hats they had found with no function made it look like it was Derby Day everyday around here. Sana's dress was back with sequins, gold, green, purple. It fit her like a second skin until it hit her up thigh. The only reason it had any room to move was because of the slit that ran from there down to the floor.

Cringing at the strappy heels she put them on nonetheless. It would suck walking in them outside but thankfully the roads were pretty cleared out. "God I hope the ceremony is short..." she said before grabbing a bone colored wool dress coat and opening the door to the bathroom.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," she said as she headed down the stairs, her heels clicking as she went before she rounded the corner and stopped in her tracks to see Bryn. "Damn woman, nice," she said with a smirk on her lips as she started walking towards her. It was surprising to see Bryn in such a dress. More so that Astrid and Bridgette had had one like that. From what Sana knew, which admittedly was little, that wasn't a Viking era gown, that was an English Medieval one. Maybe one of the women swiped it from that Ren Fair she had heard about since she moved to Newnan. Marx used to send her pictures from it when he was in college each spring. People were always dressed up in these intricate gowns. Had to be warm she figured. Either way Bryn looked wonderful.

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Tatiana heard the tell tale rap at the door and placed her tea cup down on its saucer. Rushing over to the door she was pleasantly surprised to see both Froggy and Meg. "Dah, come in, come in!" she said happily, giving Victor a long hug and then stepping back. "You look perfect," she giggled before looking over towards Meg. Hugging her in turn she grabbed the bag and looked inside, her eyes widening as she saw the makeup and then hugged Meg again.

"Get comfortable, shouldn't be a minute. Thank you so much Meg! Radio when ve need to head out for the ceremony, da?" she said excitedly before rushing off to the bedroom and the door shutting heavily behind her. It was more than obvious that Tatiana was excited about getting ready and getting married. She was smiling so much it felt like her face might split and her eyes danced with every movement and hug she gave. She was truly happy.

Sitting down at her vanity she went through the make up carefully, not doing too much but just enough to compliment her dress. Thankfully years on stage she had a learned a few things. Granted she was no make-up artist but hey, in this day and age, it was something. It didn't take long, thankfully and she smiled as she looked in the mirror and saw how her hair and makeup were.

Standing up she placed the makeup back in the bag and opened her bedroom door, sliding it across the floor before shutting the door again. Just in case Meg needed it before she left but she didn't want anyone to see her yet. Not until she got her dress on. Carefully she slipped into it and her shoes. Turning she looked into the mirror and gasped, it was perfect. Sure it wasn't white but it was silver embroidery with nude beneath it, wisps of pewter gauze like fabric coming from the fitted skirt and covering her shoulders.

Perfect.

Taking a deep breath she opened the door to her bedroom and stepped out. She was glad Froggy was there for the big reveal. He was going to be the first see her as a bride. Looking up at him she smiled, clasping her hands in front of her and resting them on the fabric of her gown. "Hov I look? Think Jack like?" she asked nervously as she bit her bottom lip. Above her breast worked into the embroidery was a little nightingale.

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"Oh just over the shit you hear people yell out when they are mad," Ryan quipped, he really didn't want to say more around Riley than he had two. The two really didn't along and Chloe was one of the few people he trusted in the town. At least trusted enough to not go blabbing to Ash or Froggy. "Tell ya later."

Whistling lightly a little Irish lullaby he started searching through boxes. He needed ribbon. Digging through box after box in the storage room he grumbled under his breath before pulling out a pack of guitar strings. "Now we can hang someone with these if we can't find an instrument," he chuckled before tossing them over towards Riley.

"Ahha! Finally!" he called out as he pulled out an old craft box covered in dust, opening it up he had hit the proverbial jack pot. Tons of ribbons and various other little craft wires and cutters. It was just what he needed, Picking up a bag of rubberbands out of it he laughed to himself and tossed those to Riley as well. "String those over a tin can and a shoe box and go West Virginian back woods, might get some brownie points with Ash," he said before winking at Chloe and heading for the door with his prize under his arm.

"See ya girls at the wedding," he added before he started whistling, ticking his tongue, ad so forth to the tune of dueling banjos. Coming from him it was a little unnerving. Skipping over towards the Greenhouse and inside he got to work. Quickly ribboning flowers together and arranging them a bit. He was no artist but hey, it was good enough in his mind. Writing a note on some he tacked it over the main display.

"Meg, these are for the wedding area, Guy is going to put the ones up needed in the reception hall. I have Tatiana's," the note said.

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Once the guards had moved away Thana picked up her side arm and placed the holster back around her waist, same went for her knife. Taking a deep breath she went to the spark plug, slowly unwinding several electrical wires from it before taking another breath. Reaching under the plastic wheel cover she ripped the duct tape free. She had "Zoie Rigged" the damn thing. Maybe all those little bombs Zoie had made weren't because she had made them before, but because she had been shown how, by her sister Thana. Seemed reasonable enough. Smirking she handed over the block of C4 to Ash. "Safe now," she said. The block was large enough to have taken out a city block if rigged right.

"That... I want back on departure if I leave but figure you have a safe place to keep it. Don't think I need to be carryin' it around," she said as she climbed into the pontoon boat and onto the seat of the Four Wheeler. Looking over to Ash she patted the seat behind her. "Need to show me where to park this now. Gonna ride or walk?" she asked him before turning the engine over, letting it roar to life before getting comfortable and then looking back at Ash and waiting for an answer. She hoped he would just climb in, it was faster than walking that was for sure and frankly she hadn't made the thing so she could go trudging through the snow.

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"Come on man! You don't want to tangle with them!" the man screamed as Gavin took the red hot poker and held it in front of the mans nose.

"Aww son, tryin' tryin' to get out of tellin' me be like tryin' to piss in a tornado and not gettin' wet. Ain't happening, now come on. Make's it easy on yerself. Otherwise I gonna be carving me name in yer ribs," Gavin said s he pushed the curls back out of his face and knelt down, letting the poker slowly go down the man, not touching the skin but close enough to make him jump and try to "suck it in" to keep it from burning from just the residual heat.

The man didn't say anything, that was until Gavin pressed the tip against his side between two of his ribs. Then the scream came. "Ten little injuns jumpin' on the bed, one fells off and broke his head," Gavin started singing and the man kept yelling but words were coming out now.

"What was that?" Gavin asked as he pulled the poker away. The man didn't answer quick enough and the poker was back on his flesh, cooking it as he did. Another scream.

"Peachtree city! Peachtree city damn it! The golf course!" he gasped out.

Grinning Gavin pulled the poker off his skin, which was now black and seared liked over cooked pork loin. "Hey, now see, ain't that better. Don't you feel better? I sure do," he said as he sat the poker down back by the fire.

"Please, let me go, I promise I won't tell them anything!" he whimpered as the beads of sweat dripped down his skin.

"Now what I'd tell ya aboust lyin' to me?" Gavin said as he knelt down and started going through the mans things. "Sweet baby Jesus, this is nice," he said pulling out Bowie Knife, flipping it over in his hair he pushed his hair back again and walked back over to the man.

"Ya know, Bowie, he was a Texan, well not born there. But he died a Texan. So only right I bee keepin' this."

"Take it! Take anything! Just let me go!" he tried to yell but it came out more as a cry.

"Naw, that girl ain't ever recoverin' so neither bein' you. Ranger Justice you cans call it," he said stepping closer.

"Please, please don't, please don't," he pleaded but Gavin just shook his head.

"Now, shhh, this be yer last moment. Make it a good one."

"Cunt!" the man manged to snap at him.

"Wow, yer shit at dyin'," Gavin said before shrugging and driving the blade right into the mans heart. It was over with quick. Pulling the blade out he grabbed the back of the chair and drug it to the front door. Opening it, he continued on his way and took the mans body out a bit from the cabin. Leaving it there for the wolves once he had done the same thrust of blade into the mans head. "Don't wants the wild life eatin' tainted meat," he explained to the corpse.

Hearing a rather rough and loud engine off in the distance he grinned from ear to ear. "Oh I think I be hearin' the call of my people!" he exclaimed as he clapped his hands together. Making his way back into the cabin he gt ready to go.

”it throws into light that perhaps there is many things we don't know about each other. Something’s are perhaps too painful, or daunting to share with others” Niesha said softly to Kristina, nodding as they finished packing. And perhaps it was as simple as that some things no longer had a place in this world. She thought on her own brother, twenty years missing. Even before the outbreak, it had been a long shot that she'd ever find him again, now...it would be nearly impossible. Chances are, she'd never know what had happened to her brother, if he was even still alive before the outbreak. Or if he was still alive now. Yet she couldn't seem to drop that hope, that anchor that maybe, just maybe, he was out there somewhere.

Yet not everyone was a delusional as her. She smiled at herself, and followed Kristina to the kitchen. After that, she said to Kristina ”i just want to go check on a patient, then I'm going to quickly go get ready for the wedding. Can you take the stuff to miss Sally?" with everything, Niesha needed to find the time to actually get read, and she knew that she would have to speak with victor later, about the blood works she had found. Whether or not that would happen today, she didn't know. Sighing to herself she hurried off to the medbay, troubled. After Thana’s appearance, the daunting prospect that one of the women who had died eight months ago being pregnant was distressing, and she wasn't too sure what to do with the knowledge, yet she trusted Victor, and knew she needed his advice on this.

After checking in on Anna, she went back to Her and kristinas apartment, where she finally cleaned up, doing so hurriedly, she towel dried her hair, putting it back into a braid, although a more complicated one then that morning, before slipping into her, for lack of a better word, formal wear, shrugging a coat over her shoulders, and slipping on her boots. While she doubted it went well with her clothes, there was no way she was going to wear anything that didn't have traction. She'd fall over, and that would be that.

Frowning to herself, she shook her head, hurrying off to hurriedly check on Ceil, she worried about the boy, and she wished to make sure that ne was alright. Finding where he should have been at the outer wall, Niesha frowned when she found ne wasn't there

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Jack whistled slightly at the news. It must have been one hell of a shock, seeing someone supposedly come back from the dead, someone who had been buried properly in a way that no walker could take there place. Nodding, Jack didn't have much to say on the topic. He had only briefly known Zoie, as she had welcomed Tatiana and him into Newnan that first day. Beyond that, he hadn't known her at all. She was just another face. "Damn," Jack said simply. "Didn't see that one comin'."

He chuckled a bit. "Yeah, I got some," Jack said, before throwing in a quip. "You guys could do a Beauty and the Beast combo, though." He winked, before handing Ray over the shaving supplies he had used to get cleaned up. Clapping his hands together, Jack glanced at the time. It was about when he needed to get his tux on, for real.

"I'll pop into the bathroom real quick, gotta change," Jack explained, before heading inside with his tuxedo. He emerged a few minutes later, tying the tie with a lot more accuracy than the first time. There was a goofy grin on his face, and he pumped his fist slightly.

"Whoo! Let's go get this weddin' ovah with," he chuckled, knowing that he still had a while to wait. His nerves had simply melted away into pure excitement, his mind going through a bit of an emotional rollercoaster. He was absolutely giddy, as giddy as some of his friends in the Chicago PD would have been if the Cubs ever won the series.

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As she glanced at the dress, hanging up on the door of her bathroom, Beatrice gagged ever so slightly. The dress itself wasn't ugly, by any means--in fact, it was perhaps one of the few dresses that Beatrice could consider pretty. When she had heard about the run for formal wear, she expected them to return with prom dresses, ripped and covered in someone's guts. Instead, they had found her something even Beatrice could tolerate to wear.

No, it was the entire prospect of a wedding itself that disgusted Beatrice. It reeked of clichés and romance, of girls weeping for boys to return to them, of manipulation and plots that are all solved in time for the one and a half hour movie to end with some popular yet sappy song. Rolling her eyes at the entire thought, Beatrice wished that there was a way to get out of it, but there didn't seem to be one. Getting dressed, she left her hair down, thinking that there was hardly any point in playing with it. It looked fine the way it was.

"Walkers are almost preferable to this," Beatrice muttered to herself, as she slipped on her shoes. It felt like just another social illusion, a wedding. And it was silly to her that one could even be held in the apocalypse--till death do us part generally wasn't a very long time to wait, after all. Someone could be married one day, and widowed the next. But fundamentally, her issue wasn't so much with the circumstances or the people.

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Chloe noticed the way Amelia was always throwing looks back at her, and it amused her. It reminded her of whenever a new inmate arrived at the prison, given the same piece of advice--get a prison wife. Chloe, despite her few tattoos, tended to look more approachable than the other inmates to those new and afraid of prison. Lots of new offenders had given her those same looks--the look that she imagined she had thrown around prison when she herself had first arrived.

Grabbing her flannel, Chloe shrugged it on, grateful to have the bit of warmth back. While the cold didn't bother her too much, she hardly enjoyed it. But after all of the sacrifices she never made for Riley, giving up her coat for a few minutes seemed like a decent place to start to make amends. She had let her parents kick her sister out of the house when they were growing up, after all--giving Riley her jacket was the least she could do. Chloe had to hold back a knowing grin as Riley checked Amelia out again, though she turned her grin into a chuckle at Riley's joke as an easy coverup. "Man, can you imagine what Dick'd been like to know Before?" Chloe mused, looking through boxes for anything that even remotely resembled an instrument.

She nodded at Ryan, realizing that it was probably something Riley shouldn't hear. It annoyed her slightly, having to wait to hear, but she figured Irish would tell her eventually. Plus, the both of them would have to head home eventually to change for the wedding, and she could pester him for information then. At the Irish lullaby, Chloe made a bit of a quizzical expression, before returning to search through the boxes. The man was acting incredibly weird that day, and she almost wasn't sure what to make of it.

"If we're hanging people, we could turn our home into Death Row," Chloe commented. "Georgia had the death penalty, if I remember correctly, after all." And while she was joking, Chloe also was slightly serious. If any member of Newnan was likely to be executed, Chloe figured it would be one of the three convicts living in Rejects Housing. But with Dick's behavior that day, she'd bet on him getting a bullet to the head out of the three of them.

"Okay, Ryan's gone a little batshit," Chloe said with a slight chuckle, once the man had left, making his unnerving banjo impression. Though, his suggestion about making a banjo wasn't entirely crazy. With a tissue box and some cardboard, she figured they could attach the guitar strings, and make something useable. Odder instruments had been made, though she also wondered if seeing anyone could fix the CD player might be easier. But at the same time, she wasn't sure if the contraption would hold up with use. And was there enough time left before the wedding to even put the strings to use?

"I really don't want to be negative about this, and while I know we both desperately want to kiss Ash's ass, I'm not sure this'll work," Chloe admitted, frowning slightly at the strings and rubber bands. "And it might even sound shitty. Singing solo might be the best option you've got." She felt slightly bad about her opinion, but it hardly seemed practical, creating a banjo out of such limited supplies so soon before the wedding. Riley's singing voice was astounding--she'd be able to carry the wedding with her vocals alone, Chloe figured.

"I'll meet you at the wedding, yeah?" Chloe asked, tempted to throw in a bye lovebirds before she left the Rec Center. The walk to the Convict Cabin wasn't incredibly long, as while they weren't exactly trusted, they did get the benefit of a nice and central location in Newnan. She didn't bother announcing herself to Dick or Ryan, and headed straight back to her room. Shutting the door and locking it, just in case anyone tried to come in, Chloe stripped off her normal clothes. Folding them neatly, just as she had been required to do every day in lockup, she placed them towards the head of the bed, the boots sitting next to them.

The dress they found for her was gorgeous, admittedly. It was a dark blue mid length V-neck dress, her ginger hair provided a nice contrast to its hue. She hadn't gotten dressed up in years--in fact, she remembered the very last time perfectly. She was at the Metropolitan Detention Center when the outbreak occurred for a reason--she was awaiting trial. During court appearances, she was permitted to change into something a bit more flattering than prison orange. And while she had worn a power suit during those occasions, Chloe couldn't help but feel like she was about to face a judge, and lie under oath in an attempt to avoid incarceration.

She then pulled her hair back into a partial bun, allowing two small groups of strands to fall forward to frame her face. While it was going to be cold outside, she couldn't help but love the way her hair looked, put up like that. A small little part of her enjoyed the entire look of her ensemble, even though her tattoos were plainly visible. Behind her right ear, there was a diamond; on her left wrist, a bracelet; and on her left ankle, an infinity heart. Each of them carried a special meaning to her, and all of them were received inside a cell, while locked away from the outside world.

Putting on the black shrug she had been given to accompany the dress, Chloe slipped on a pair of heels. She couldn't help but smirk slightly at them--they'd never have been allowed behind bars. They could be turned into shivs within just a few seconds. Finally finished putting herself together, Chloe glanced at herself briefly in the small mirror of the room, before heading out of her room and down the hall of the Rejects 'R Us house.

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Ciel followed after Meg as she left the wall to first stop by her own residence and then all the way back down to the other corner of Newnan, to a place he'd already stopped by today: Tatiana and Jack's place. By the time they arrived, Ciel seemed a bit more short of breath than he'd been before, but that was pretty normal. Waving shyly to Tatiana, he cautiously put Peaches down on the floor. Hopefully she wouldn't wreak havoc down there.

Eventually he'd have to check in on Miss Sally to pick up his outfit for the wedding, but right now he felt like it was more important that he keep an eye on Peaches. She was a good dog, but even the best of dogs required supervision. Besides, Benin had specifically told Meg and him to watch the dog, and right now Meg was busy with other tasks. So, dogsitting it was, at least for the moment.

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She followed the men inside. She had to admit, Jack looked really good in a tux. Most men did, she felt. When they dressed up and cleaned themselves, they looked very handsome. She smiled after Ray asked for shaving supplies. "Don't shave it all off though. I like my men with some hair on them." She winked and hugged Ray back. She stepped away, "All right, boys. I need to go get myself ready now to compete with you both. Ray, I still have your boutonniere. I'll help pin it on later. Don't get into too much trouble, especially you Jack!" she joked. She kissed Ray before she walked out and headed back to her home.

Once there, she picked up her dress and made her way into the bedroom to get changed. The dress was simple in color, but it had a little bit of flair to it. She didn't want to overshadow the bride. She went to her fair share of weddings and knew that brides should be the center of attention. She was sure Tatiana's dress would be dazzling, so this dress that they found was perfect. She dug out her shoes and put them on. They were simple shoes. She didn't want to wear high heels because she wanted to be able to enjoy herself today. Heels were a pain and a burden and any woman who didn't agree was lying to herself. There wasn't much she could do with her hair. So tied it up in a ponytail so it would stay out of her face. For the last touch, she fixed up her make-up. Simple, cream eye shadow, black eyeliner, little hint of pink on her lips and she was good to go. She checked herself out in the mirror. She gave a warm smile at herself. It had been a long time since she was able to dress up like this. The way the world was now, she was sure she would never have been able to. Now that she was part of Newnan, things seemed better. They were able to take some time out of the day to relax and enjoy themselves.

Her thoughts still raced about recent events, but that was a matter for another time. They had a wedding to attend that that took the focus. She grabbed the boutinnere Miss Sally gave her and made her way back towards Jack and Ray.

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Riley looked over at Ryan as he searched through some boxes, then he tossed her some rubber bands and a pack of guitar strings which she quickly caught in her hands. Looking down at them as Ryan suggested making something out of cardboard, she rolled her eyes slightly and shook her head. It was suppose to be a little bit serious since it was Tatiana and Jack's big day, her coming up on stage with a makeshift instrument would make her feel and look stupid in front of the whole community. And she didn't want to really be remembered looking like some idiot with that. "I'll take my chances with just my voice alone" Riley said rolling her eyes slightly, she stuffed the rubber bands and the pack of guitar strings into her pocket though. She could find some use for them at some point and if anyone did need them Riley would gladly return it.

"I'll see ya in two hours Chloe." Riley said with a soft smile as she searched around, she would at least have to memorize some songs to sing however. Riley looked around through the boxes, and managed to find a box of early 2000's late 1990's country music personally it wasn't her taste in music. But she would have to make due with what she had, which Riley was pretty much used to now at this point, Riley lifted up the box and looked at Amelia and gave her a slight smile.

"Might as well go and get dressed up for the event want to come with?" Riley asked as she carried the box and made her way out of the Rec Center, as she walked past the car pool Riley looked at some of the cars that were there wondering if any of them had any working CD players. So she could at least listen to some of them. Riley shrugged slightly as she made her way back towards her home in the Franklin section of Newnan, though Riley would have really preferred to stay with Chloe, she had to sleep where she was assigned.

As Riley entered the building she went straight towards her apartment setting the box of country CD's on the bed, she walked towards one of the drawers where she had kept the dress neatly and carefully folded neatly. She then looked at herself in the mirror, and then pulled out one of the rubber bands that Ryan had tossed to her back in the Rec Center tying it into a ponytail.

She looked at herself in the mirror Riley couldn't remember the last time she had to make herself look this presentable, mainly doing it for parties or award ceremonies in LA. Closing her eyes and sighed remembering the fun days where she could go out and have this much fun, now it was just a lot of worry if you would end up dying or getting eaten by walkers.

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"Yeah seems like it would have been really awkward, guess we missed out on the interesting reactions." Raymond said with a slight shrug as Jack handed him the shaving supplies. He turned to look at Tiffany and laughed slightly as he returned the kiss and smiled at her. "Don't worry babe i'm not going to go baby smooth on you anytime soon." Ray said jokingly as Tiffany headed out to go and get changed for the wedding, leaving the two boys alone.

Then Jack went to get himself changed into his tux Ray walked over and sat down on the couch with this tux neatly laid into his lap waiting for his chance to go and get changed for the wedding. When Jack came out fist pumping in the air, he seemed very pumped and not even nervous for the wedding. "You are looking great man!" Ray said as he got up and walked over giving Jack a bro hug, he was really happy for his friend.

Ray then moved into the bathroom he started to shave cutting his beard down neatly but not fully cutting it off, once he was satisfied with the look. Ray sat down and started putting on his tuxedo he rolled and tied off where the stump was. Ray then stood up and looked at himself in the mirror sighing to himself as he thought of the past events up to now. Ray was happy he finally had someone that he was with and loved, he then stepped out looking over at Jack. "How do I look?" He asked.

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Meghna smiled happily as she returned Tatiana's hug glad that she was able to help her with the make up. "Anytime you want to use it just ask." Meg said happily as she was hugged once more and returned it, watching the happy little bird skipping up the stairs to get changed, she looked over at Froggy and gave him a smile. "You look really great." Meg complimented as she moved over and sat down on the couch Meg looked over at Ciel as he went to set Peaches down. Meg watched the little pooch run off to another room, she couldn't wait to see her friend getting married she was really excited and happy for her.

A few minutes later Tatiana came down the stairs and Meg got up seeing her in that dress, Meg smiled and walked over pulling Tati into a friendly hug. "You look really gorgeous, Jack will really love you in that dress!" Meg smiled she looked over at Ciel wondering if he was alright she was concerned for him still. "How are you doing by the way Ciel?" Meghna asked him.

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Kristina looked at Mike and smiled at him. "Thank you." Kris said as she started to fill some containers with what she thought looked the freshest that was left over. She turned her attention towards Niesha Kris gave her a slight nod when Niesha told her she wanted to go and check in on a patient of hers over in the infirmary. "I'll see you at the wedding then." Kristina said as she gave Niesha a hug before she left. Kris held the basket of clothes and set the container of food into it, and started making her way out of the mess hall she noticed as the others started to get ready and changed for the wedding.

Kris started to cross the street making her way back to Ashton's house she spotted Miss Sally and smiled slightly at the elderly woman. "Niesha wanted to go and check in on Anna in the infirmary before getting changed for the wedding." Kris told her as she adjusted the basket in her hands slightly looking around. "Where should I take these?" Kristina asked Miss Sally. Kristina then realized that she still needed to get herself changed and ready as well, and meet up with Tatiana at her place.

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Ciel didn't answer immediately. It took him a while to register that Meg's question was directed at him... even though she'd gone so far as to say his name. "Uh... yeah, I'm good. I'm okay. Just a little tired." He quickly stammered out, awkwardly taking a step back.You're all ready for the wedding, Right? I've got to get my stuff under control, but Beni's got me on Peaches duty. Wait..."

That last sentence got him wondering where the dog had ended up, as she was no longer in the room. "...Oy vey, hang on." He ran to the other room, quickly locating Peaches. She hadn't destroyed anything in the brief moment she was unsupervised, so Ciel breathed a sigh of relief, staying in the corner of the room to watch her,just in case.

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Ash nodded when Thana picked up her bag, and followed her out of his house. He gave a good, long pause while she had her conversation with Miss Sally. Even when Sally addressed Ash about sending Thana over to her after they were through, it was apparent that input on the situation was not necessary. That conversation was between those two women; Ash just happened to be standing there. Afterwards, Ash played the dutiful escort and led his new guest down to the main gate. Curiously, the place where the day's drama began.

He gave the order to remove guard from the redneck snowmobile, and in an unusual turn of event, ordered the return of her blade and sidearm. Such a thing was virtually unheard of for new people, but rest assured Ash had his own reasons. Nonetheless, he remained calm and resolute while receiving odd looks from Jim and the security detail.

What did give him a second's pause was the mammoth brick of Uncle Sam's finest Papa Plastique. He has passing familiarity in the use of explosives; Army training had glossed over it only so far as it was needed to fulfill his duties as an Engineer. He was not an Explosive Ordinance man, but he had worked with several such personnel. This brick was enough to destroy any three dwellings in Newnan with a single button press. He stared at it, hefting it in his hand. As it was, he could hit it with a hammer, even set it on fire if he wanted to. Safe and stable. But put a detonator on it or pass a threshold electrical current through this in the right place - kaboom. The raw, awesome possibilities of this Brick of Boom were not lost on him.

It even got Ash thinking about their old friends in Peachtree City. One day soon, they would have to clear out Eden. They had people now. Ammunition was low, though. Stealth and knives, Captain. Why do you think you've been training like you have? Cardio, sneaking, bow, blade? You're preparing. We're preparing. Don't wait too long and miss your window. Try to protect this one. They would have to locate munitions soon, else get a lot of people a lot better with bows and arrows. Still, not a total substitute for a good rifle, and more cumbersome than a pistol.

His mind snapped back to the less unhinged present. "Yes ma'am. We have an armory. I do have some concerns with riding bitch back into my own compound, though." Ash cracked the barest of smiles on one side of his face, and climbed in anyway. "You can park that in front of my house for now, until we get you settled in. If, of course. We'll find a tarp to cover it up with later. Oh yeah, remember that Miss Sally wanted to see you, after."

It was probably a jovial sight, Ash on the backseat of a makeshift snowmobile. One he would have to hear about later, he would have put money on.

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The grin that spread across Newnan's resident blackneck was genuine. It was infectious. It was pure, unadulterated bliss. Such a look could only come from one thing, and that thing was known by most all of the community's inhabitants, newer and older alike:

"MEAT'S READY!!!"

Granted, it would need a little rest time, but that would just give James enough time to get the grits rolling and his other, assorted culinary sundries. There would be many a preserved food that got the Grady treatment in about an hour, making them more palatable, and of course, there were drop biscuits to be dropped. And biscuited. Eventually, he was going to have to clean up a bit; wash the cooking smoke from his skin and hair, change into something slightly more formal and prepare to join the rest of the party. With the single exception of doling out the first few cuts of meat, of course.

He spoke into his walkie for the first time in a while. "Hey hey, y'all. Gots the good news. Meat is smoky, sweet, and ready to eat. Leastaways it will be by time it rests, so I'm needin' some folks move it to hot holdin' over at the Mess, y'dig? Thank ya!" James had a few more things to pull off, but the lion's share of labor was over and done with.

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Yes. His little gambit had paid off. If they noticed his presence before, they said nothing. And if they didn't... Well, mission accomplished anyway. Like most things, there were positives and negatives associated with it. On the positive side, the two of them had left the house all to Schrodinger, all by his lonesome. The run of alpha's house was his. On the negative side, the hearth had been allowed to burn low.

No matter. The tile in front of the fireplace was still reasonably warm. Warmer than anywhere else he felt like moving to at that moment, anyway. He could have curled up in one of the chairs the Humans were sitting in earlier, take advantage of their remaining body heat, but this seemed to make more sense. He had eaten recently, avoided near-certain injury from a flying piece of electronics, and kitty ninja'ed his way into a generally restricted place. Yup, life was good. If only Schrodinger could find a female with which to examine more of life's possibilities, he could finally give that abandoned stuffed bunnyrabbit a break. At least for a while.

But for now, he found a smooth, warm spot. He had it all to himself, for however long that would be. And that wasn't bad at all. "Meow."₁

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Ryan wasted no time getting ready. Quickly showering and dressing in the suit and tie that had been scavenged for him. In the meantime Miss Sally thanked Kris for the bag and Guy over to her place to grab a specific garment bag or two that she told him about from her place.

It was less than one hour until the wedding. The radio call from James told her the meat was ready, others were already in the kitchen and nearly done. Chairs were set up outside near the medical garden for the ceremony, the reception hall was almost fully decorated now with the flowers that Ryan had been working on.

Ryan stepped outside, not bothering to toy with Richard for the time being as he strutted across to the Green house and retrieved one last large box. Whistling as he went he made his way over to Tatiana's and Jack's. Knocking on the door and straightening his tie a bit. He hated wearing the damn thing but hey, it was a special occasion.

Tatiana was not worried about Peaches, the cat wasn't inside right then so it was all good in her mind. Smiling over at Meg she thanked her and then went to the door, peaking out carefully as she heard the knock. Seeing it was Ryan outside she perked a brow, she hadn't expected to see him before the ceremony and opened the door slowly.

The Irishman smiled as he saw her and let out a low whistle. "Wow..." he said before clearing his throat and holding out the box for her.

"Vhat's this?" she asked confused. Taking the lid off Ryan carefully pulled out a bouquet and handed it to her.

"My wedding gift, figured you could use it before the ceremony."

Tatiana didn't know what to say, she hadn't been expecting to carry one but the way her eyes lit up was all the thanks Ryan needed. Grinning handed over the box and trotted off towards the Medical Garden set up area. He had seen the others inside but he wanted to get a good seat, he had a feeling this was going to be one hell of a show.

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Thana couldn't help but smirk slightly, taking note of the smile that vaguely came to the man's face. "Well you see, this is a boat," she said motioning towards the pontoon aspect of her little redneck mobile. "And it's on water," she added motioning towards the snow. "So I'll tell you what, when we are on dry ground you can drive and I'll ride bitch seat."

Chuckling to herself she waited for him to hold on. It was pretty much holding on to her because of the set up. That or fly back into the pontoon and maybe get eaten by the wheels. Taking off once everything was secure she drove the atrocity of a vehicle back towards Ash's house, catching a glimpse of a very confused looking Irishman on their way and an even more confused looking elder member of Newnan as they pulled up - still in her house coat and bunny slipper mind you.

Miss Sally had the pack now, as well as two garment bags. Packing the monstrosity in front of the house she turned it off and waited for Ash to climb out before she followed. "Well, that is one hell of an entrance young lady," Miss Sally said as she stepped over towards the two. "Here you go," holding out the items for Thana to take.

"What's all this?" Thana asked as she took them and gave Ash a confused looked.

"Well the bag has some odds and ends you may need, the garment bags have what you will need for the wedding," Miss Sally said before waving and toddling off. "Less than an hour until the wedding, hurry up you two. See you there," she said as she made her way towards her home to get ready.

Thana looked at the garment bags and wondered just what all was in them but figured she would find out soon enough. Looking back over towards Ash her brows rose in defeat. Seemed the old woman didn't leave much room for questions unless it was her asking them. Shaking her head with a small creak of a smile on her lips she trudged up to Ash's front door and waited for him to open it. "Guess we better do what she says. Some reason I think she might take a switch to my backside if I don't."

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'No CD player... huh?' Was the expression Amelia made. She didn't say anything, but her face said it all instead. Now that was a huge bummer. Dick caused another huge problem, why wasn't she surprised about that? Not that she'd say anything, but still... He was a mess a very unstable mess waiting to go critical and blow up, causing huge devastation. A random thought appeared in Amelia's mind while she was thinking about him, she thought of nitroglycerin. It was oddly appropriate.

“Yeah... making up thing to play on at the last minute... won't work.” Amelie chimed in agreeing with Chloe on this one.” It will sound bad and even if it's passable people won't be used to them...” She added, quietly, still searching, but without much success. Yeah appears they'd have maybe pass on musical instruments. Here was the next thing to look out on runs for.

“Yeah, see you soon, Chloe...” Amelia managed to bring herself to say rather loudly for her. She was trying to be more open to people... Not always successful, but babysteps! Little by little... hopefully.

“Of course!” She suddenly replied to Riley the moment she heard the other girl talk, surprising herself with that even. Amelia was actually a little proud of herself on this one, but frankly she had it a lot easier to talk with and communicate with Riley for some reason. Maybe the fact they were incredibly close friends helped... or maybe they turned into best friends because of it. She wasn't sure. Happily, Amelia quickly moved to catch up in a moment with Riley and then walk together towards the building that was their home.

When they arrived and went to their apartments, Amelia went to her wardrobe and pulled a big bundle from it. It was something she had secured a while back and wrapped it in paper and an old tattered blanket to keep it safe. It was a black dress that she kept for very special occasion. Seems like this occasion had just arrived. Carefully she put it on and went by the edged rugged mirror she had to brush her hair. 'I look... fine.. right?' She thought to herself, unsure of what to think. She never really dressed like this before.

Finally when she was sort of sure that all was set, she pulled her jacket and left her place, moving over to where Riley lived, knocking on the door.” Riley, you still...here?” She asked kind of shyly, trying to get her voice to cooperate with mister brain and agreeing with miss heart to ask Riley to be her date for the wedding. Attempting to do this was a first for Amelia and it was something she had no idea what to say.” I was wondering if you'd want me to wait you so we walk together... I..ahm... will... I was ready and I wanted... “ She was talking fast, kind of dragging herself in a circle, unable to directly say it. She was just bright as tomato, waiting by the door, hoping Riley somehow hopefully magically gets the idea what she was trying to say so she can stop attempting to say this.' Damn.. I should at least say it!' She thought and shook her head.

“Will you be my date...?” Amelia asked with very quiet voice in the end, looking down at her shoes.

Niesha sighed softly, knowing she could spend hours trying to hunt Ceil down, and just had to hope that the boy was alright. That if something happened, Victor or herself would be found. She glanced about her, and took a moment to look above the wall. Their defense. She bowed her head a moment, thoughts heavy on her mind. Today was a special day. A day of hope. Of love. Yet she couldn't help but think of the dull, steady ache inside her. Where she had once loved, and lost. She knew in this world, losing people was common. Yet she couldn't help but think that the moment it didn't hurt when someone died, would be the moment all hope was lost.

I'm sorry, Sophia...

She always held too long to the past. Hugging herself a moment, Niesha turned, trudging her way to the wedding site, she shivered lightly. Niesha wasn't made for the cold, and she jogged slightly to keep warm, making sure she was careful where she stspped, so as not to trip. She trotted along, at the brisk pace she'd set herself, soon feeling warmer as she slowed her pace, reaching the site of the wedding, sighing once more.

Yet it was more of a sigh, for relief. She looked about, and smiled to herself. Small, yet genuine she shifted, rocking back onto her heels. This was a good thing. It made her feel good, and she was happy for Titania, for Jack. Today was a good day.

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As Riley did the final touches to her look she played around slightly with her hair and looked at herself in the mirror and gave herself a soft smile as she went over to grab her jacket. She heard a knock on the door and heard Amelia's voice on the other end. "I'm still here." Riley called out as she started to make her way towards the door, grabbing whatever else she thought she needed it was cold out but it was going to be worth it anyway. She was excited for the wedding seeing two of her friends getting married to each other Riley was happy for the two of them. Though the destroyed CD player would be a set back, she hoped that Beni had fixed it up before the wedding actually did start.

Riley just grabbed a random CD case and held onto it, she walked over towards her door and opened it to see that it was Amelia she smiled, listening to her as she spoke and eventually asked if she could be her date for the wedding. "I'd be honored to Amelia." Riley said with a smile as she stepped out of her apartment and closed the door behind her. "Lets head on over there then shall we?" Riley said as she started to leave the building itself, and walked through the streets passing some of the others until finally they were near the medical garden where the wedding was being held. Riley looked around at the crowd as they started to gather and get seated, she of course spotted Ryan near the front row of seats to get the best view possible.

"Lets sit over here." Riley said as she walked over sitting a few chairs away from Ryan she looked over at him and gave a slight smile, she didn't trust the guy that much, as long as he didn't hurt Chloe she would be willing to talk with him. Riley adjusted her jacket and crossed her legs slightly and sighed slightly.

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Raymond looked over at a nearby clock and then over at Jack and gave him a smile and nudge. "Shall we go and get ya hitched?" Raymond said jokingly as he slowly started to make his way out of Miss Sally's apartment, awhile back he remembered Jack asking him to be his best man which he took the offer to be there for his friend. Ray started down the street and crossed Lagrange Street and then past the Infirmary then down the sidewalk where everything had been set up. Raymond looked around Meg certainly went all out with the wedding area, everything looked almost perfect.

Ray stood near the front as he looked around he didn't see Tiffany around just yet, he was however excited to see her in a dress he looked over and saw Riley, Amelia and Ryan already seated his eyes wondered around as other started to gather for the ceremony. Ray ran a hand through his hair for a moment sighing slightly. His mind started to wonder he cares a lot about Tiffany and he thought about popping the question to her as well.

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Meg looked over at Ciel and gave him a slight nod. "I'll take care of Peaches, go and get yourself dressed up." Meg told him as she walked around the house for a moment finding the dog laying on the floor. Meghna knelt down and lifted her up and gently petted her on the head and smiled as she let the pup lick at her face. Then there was a knock on the door and Meg went over to look at Tatiana for a moment then the door opened. It was Ryan standing there holding a box in his hands handing it over towards Tatiana, she raised an eyebrow at him for a moment, then Tatiana opened the box and saw that it was a bouquet of flowers. "They look beautiful." Meghna said and thanked Ryan as he turned around to leave.

"I'll go and get myself ready, i'll see you two at the alter." Meghna said with a smile and gave Tatiana one last hug before leaving Jack and Tatiana's house. Meg crossed the street and quickly made her way into her house, she opened up a closet pulling out her dress. Meg quickly stripped out of what she had been wearing throughout the morning and afternoon putting it on. She then started to do her own hair, once she was finally satisfied with the look Meg grabbed her jacket as well as Peaches once more in her arms.

Meg needed to make one last stop at the greenhouse to grab the other bouquets for herself and Kristina as well, she saw the note that Ryan had set on the door. She spotted them laying nearby which she went over and picked them up, and started to make her way towards the ceremony was going to be. Meg looked around she saw that some of them had already gotten there and were getting seated, she remembered spending almost the entire day before making sure that the placements were perfect for Tatiana and Jack. She spotted Kristina as she started making her way over and presented Kris with her bouquet smiling at her friend.

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Kristina handed Miss Sally all of the stuff that she requested. "I'll see you at the ceremony then." Kristina said with a happy smile as she turned around and started to head back towards her apartment, she started to head up to her room she spotted where she had set her dress. Kristina took a moment to look at it for a moment and then thought of all the friends and family she had lost over the years. She did miss all of them dearly, she started to get changed.

Once she had her dress on Kris adjusted her necklace she had kept for Maria and looked at herself in the mirror and did her hair. Once she finished she started to head out the door and grabbed her jacket she had been wearing all day so far. Kristina left the apartment and started her way over to the medical garden that was where the wedding was going to be. Kris then spotted Niesha and approached her, looking like she was in thought and gently laid a hand onto her friend's shoulder. "Whats up Niesha?" Kristina asked looking at her.

Then Meg quickly approached her, and presented her with her bouquet Kristina remembered one day Meg and Tati pulled her aside one day from working and asked her to be one of the bridesmaids. She was honored to and accepted it without a second thought, her eyes wondered seeing that people were already getting seated some of them were talking as well. Kristina then got over to where she was suppose to stand, and stood right beside Meg.

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As Tiffany mentioned Ray's boutonniere, Jack almost jumped. He had forgotten to put his on! It took him only a minute to fix his mistake, and he let out a sigh of relief, glad to see that the crisis had been averted. Hopefully, that would be the worst thing to plague the wedding--his momentary forgetfulness. Waving at Tiffany as she left, Jack gathered up the few other things that he'd need with him for the wedding. His present to Tatiana wasn't on him, but carefully hidden--Ray and he had spent too much time on it for it to not take her by surprise.

"Thanks, man," Jack grinned, returning the most traditional of bro hugs. Once Ray emerged from changing, Jack gave him two thumbs up. "Like a million bucks!" He was getting giddier by the minute, with the moment of his wedding drawing closer and closer. It hardly felt real. He nodded as Ray looked at the time, letting out a deep breath.

"Let's do this, man." His smile was ever present on his face, and he held the door for Ray, as they left Miss Sally's apartment and headed towards the wedding site. Everyone in Newnan, except for the bride and the pseudo-father of the bride, would be there. The wedding area designed by Meg took him aback, his jaw dropping slightly. With the condition of the world, he never expected much--but it looked perfect, like a fairy tale. He whistled slightly, moving with Ray to the front.

"You okay?" Jack asked, noticing the way Ray sighed.

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Beatrice was a few steps behind the lovebirds. There wasn't really any way to avoid it, with their being only one direct route from the Women's Apartment Housing in Franklin to the Wedding Site. Her dress and coat were plenty warm, and Beatrice enjoyed the comfort of wearing boots, rather than heels. If she had to be girlie, she was not going to wear heels. They disgusted her.

But at the same time, she noted the development of Amelia and Riley with interest. She had overheard Amelia asking Riley to be her date, having been about to leave at the same time. The pair of them appeared to be well suited to each other, and frankly, Beatrice didn't truly care who dated who. She found all relationships to be irritating and doomed to fail from the beginning, with the entire reasoning of weddings and ceremonies entirely lost on her. The sooner it was over, the better.

However, even Beatrice had to admit that weddings brought certain benefits. Rather than the regular rations, the people of Newnan would have a bit of a treat, in the form of a wedding feast. As much as it was more food than they'd need, it was nice to be able to have a bit of a splurge every once and a while. It was a movement towards living, rather than just surviving. Though, if the wedding was as romantic and gooey as she expected, surviving might soon seem preferable to living.

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Right before Chloe left the house, a shiver went up and down her spine. Panic encapsulated her, and she clenched her fist, her fingernails digging into her skin. Had she not already been pale, she would have turned as white as a sheet. Taking a slow and shuddering breath, Chloe slowly uncurled her fingers, rubbing slightly at the self inflicted wound. It bled extremely lightly, but the blood didn't replenish itself, thankfully.

"Fucking calm down," Chloe chastised herself, even though she knew the source of her panic. The last time she had dressed so nicely, she had been convicted. They sent her back to the Metropolitan Detention Center, where she was supposed to be transferred to a maximum security prison within a few days. Instead, the world had ended. But that did nothing to remove the fear and panic that Chloe felt.

We, the Jury, find the defendant to be guilty of the charge of...

She shook her head, hoping to change her mind from those memories. Her sister was going to perform at a wedding, at a real event. It didn't help anyone to live in the past--it was time to focus on the present. Leaving the house, she felt the chill of the Georgia snow, regretting slightly that she hadn't had a bit of a longer dress. But she looked fine in it, the very reason she had selected it. Making her way to the wedding area, she smiled a bit as she spotted Riley, making her way over and sitting next to her.

"How's the music situation? Any developments?" Chloe asked, subconsciously gripping her hands tightly again.

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Ravi headed down the staircase in the cabin, coming down from the loft. He had shifted it into a temporary medical bay, but to be truthful, there hadn't been much he could do. The girl had been beyond his help, with the only option available to him was easing her pain as she passed. He had taken care to prevent her reanimation already, and while she had died for what could pass as naturally these days, it still weighed on him heavily. There was nothing he could have done--but Ravi felt obligated to do more.

"The poor thing's gone," Ravi said to Gavin, shaking his head slightly. "Did you find the information we need? Or shall I send for the Emperor's Hand to use the powers of the force to persuade the man?"

As much as he wished he could have done more for the girl, Ravi was also used to death to an extent. He worked as a medical examiner before the world went to hell, doing his best to solve the murders of some piss poor chaps. It had normalized him to death, keeping it from entirely bewildering and confounding him--even if he could never bring himself to pull the trigger and end the life of another.

"I don't imagine scavenging will do much good," Ravi commented, eyeing the three feet of snow outside of the cabin. However, he was perplexed as well. Ravi had heard the loud roar of the engine from before, and he doubted it was a coincidence. The universe was rarely so lazy these days. "Are we expecting more company? Shall I put the kettle on? Pop open a few beers?"

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As she approached Miss Sally's Apartment, she mentally slapped herself upside the head. Of course, the guys wouldn't be here. They would leave for the wedding. She turned around and headed for the garden. As wedding venues go, it wasn't the best, but it was the best they had. Plus, gardens could be beautiful in their own way. Even during winter.

She quickly walked, as fast as she could in these shoes, and made her way to the garden. She saw a few others, all dressed up. It pleased her to see that everyone was getting into this. She scanned the surroundings and saw Ray and Jack. She made her way over, making sure to check Ray out as she did. He cleaned up well. She stopped by the two men and smiled, "Looking good, gentlemen. I have something for you, Ray." She pinned the boutonniere on Ray before she stepped back/ "There, now you look perfect. You ready to do this Jack? You look the part, at least. Tatiana is a lucky woman."

After a quick kiss with Ray, she returned to the sitting area and took a seat, waiting for the wedding to begin.

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Ciel nodded as Meg relieved him of Peaches duty for the moment, reminding him that he still had to pick up his outfit from Miss Sally. Somehow, probably due to lack of sleep, that had managed to slip to the back of his mind. He ran up to Ryan, handing him back the coat that he'd been loaned earlier. "Sorry about the dog hair." He apologized quickly, before running back out the door. Though it had warmed up a few degrees since morning, it was still rather unpleasantly cold. Not the best weather for him to be running around in, but he was sure he'd be fine... well, relatively sure at least.

He made his way up Jefferson street at a brisk pace, letting himself into Building E and finding Miss Sally's apartment. He couldn't remember if he'd ever been in here before; he rarely had reason to bother the older woman. However, they knew each other okay. Miss Sally was quite a presence, to say the least. It would have been nearly impossible to go almost eight whole months in Newnan without ever running into her. As he was let inside, he offered her a shy wave, unsure of what to say.

Within minutes, he had thrown on a simple dark blue suit with a matching tie. Everything seemed to fit okay, and luckily he knew how to tie ties. However, his coordination was a bit compromised right now, so it took him a bit longer than it might have otherwise. He wasn't really sure what to do with his hair, so he just combed out the most obvious tangles and hoped that it looked okay. It had been years since he had any reason to worry about how he looked, so he honestly wasn't sure what would be appropriate. Hoping that he'd taken care of everything and mentally chastising himself for putting this off for so long, he ran back out the other door and onto Lagrange street, at this point almost completely out of breath. With any luck, he would get there in time.

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When Sana stepped out from the bathroom Bryn felt her jaw drop enough that it would be noticeable. “Speak for yourself. Careful not to damage those legs.” She smirked as she looked Sana up and down. Bryn figured that there wasn’t long left until the wedding so the next thing to do, now that they were dressed, was to head to the site for the wedding. It had been planned to be outside, near the medical garden area, although with the snow there was the chance it was going to move inside. Thankfully the day had warmed up some so it may well go ahead out in the brisk air of the day.

“Shall we head over?” Bryn held a hand out for Sana to take should she wish to and barked a laugh out as she saw her friends face. “Needed something to keep the happy look on my face.” Grinning she shrugged and made her way out of the their home and walked along the pathways and down the streets towards the medical garden. Despite wearing her boots beneath her long dress, she still found herself stumbling and tripping slightly as she moved. “I am really not used to dresses, you’d think it would be like riding a bike but nope. At least I’m wearing enough layers of fabric that if I fall they’ll just make me look like a pile of laundry.” She sighed and rolled her eyes as she started to regret her choice of attire.

As the medical garden drew into sight, Bryn did her best to hide her smile as she saw everyone gathering together and all dressed up, the world didn’t have enough happiness in it and Bryn was rather (although quietly) pleased at the event that was creating more of it in this fucked up world. The chairs being outside were a good indicator that the ceremony was going to take place outside for sure. Thankfully she’d brought the cloak and she felt insanely dressed in comparison to everyone else but she didn’t really care. At least she wasn’t wearing the same colour as the bride.

She glanced around and looked for her other friends, Ashton and Froggy wouldn’t be there just yet considering what they were dealing with and Bryn then realised she wasn’t too fussed in seeing James at the moment. She wondered where Ciel was and then noticed him walking along LaGrange Street. “I’m going to go see to Ciel, he seems a little harassed.” A flash of concern was clear on Bryn’s face as she bid a temporary goodbye to Sana and waved over to Ciel as he walked over to the site.

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The door sounded and Richard heard his house-hate and housemate entering their place. He decided to just sit and wait until they left before heading out, he didn’t exactly plan to be the first person there anyway. Hell, he half expected to be told to leave before the whole thing even started. He wasn’t fussed about seeing Whiplash marrying his good fortune, he was only going for Sana. He stopped as he realised that fact, running his hands through his beard and scratching beneath his chin as he sat in deep thought. Today had been a very fucking confusing day.

As he heard the door opening and closing two times each, Richard shook his head out and then smoothed his hair back again. Grunting as he stood up, he made his way out of his room and down the stairs. He saw his bag and gave it a quick tap with his foot to make sure that Ryan hadn’t removed his shit when he’d been in getting dressed and was happy to find that it was still full. Placing a hand on the doorknob and taking a deep breath, Richard opened it up and headed on outside and walked down and across to the site of the wedding near the gardens.

True to Richard fashion, he hovered around the edges silently with a much less prominent scowl than before. He felt some eyes on him but did his best to avoid them. He spotted Bryn waving towards Ciel who was coming up the street and avoided her line of sight by ducking beside the main building as she passed. He looked from the way she’d come and he spotted Sana. His eyebrows shot up in pleasant surprise and he made his way towards her. “Hot fucking damn, woman. Glad I didn’t bring a coat, I’ll just use ya as a space heater.” He gave her his goofiest grin as he stood close to her, looking down to her from the near foot of difference between their heights. If the day had started out shit as fuck it was definitely getting a little better, at least as long as he looked at Sana.

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Starting slightly as Meghna turned up beside him, he eventually gave her a warm smile and nodded at her comment about the meeting. It certainly had been a bombshell and it was one he was still processing which meant he wasn’t going to talk too much about it at this time. As the door swung open Victor’s smile beamed brighter as he saw Tatiana and just how ecstatic she was. He held her tightly as they hugged and only let her go when she wanted to be let go. It was nice having physical contact, his closeness with most of the community here had really made Victor finally feel at home since this whole mess started. It was very welcome.

Victor moved inside as his little bird of a would be daughter ran around and readied herself, he sat down with Meghna and Ciel and looked around the familiar sitting room, smiling as Peaches was let down and began to run around happily. The compliment from Meghna was a pleasant but unexpected surprise. ”Oh, ah thank you Meg. I look forward to seeing you all dressed up once your wedding planning duties are completed.” He smiled brightly at her. The sound of Tatiana’s door sounded for the second time and did not close again. Standing up and turning around Victor felt his jaw hit the floor as he saw Tatiana standing there in her fullest, beautiful glory. His hand rose up and covered his mouth as he felt the prickling of tears in his eyes. Meghna was right in there to answer Tatiana’s questions and he did all he could to calm his emotions down.

Before he had a chance to say anything the door was being knocked and, as he was so stunned, he didn’t think to answer it for Tatiana. Instead she made her way over and Victor heard Ryan’s voice which, strangely enough, helped to focus him again. As Tatiana stood at the door, Victor moved over to her and Meghna to see what Ryan had come over for. That’s when he saw the flowers. He blinked as he considered that Ryan had just done something incredibly nice and sweet for Tatiana and he made a mental note to thank the man later. Even if he didn’t like him it didn’t mean he couldn’t be cordial to him for doing something nice for someone he cared for.

As Meghna bid them goodbye and Ciel took off to get ready also, Victor took a deep breath and swallowed the emotions deep down inside so that he could get the words that he wanted to say actually out of his body. “Happiness looks sublime on you, Tati. You are going to take Jack’s breath away.” He wrapped his arms around her again, careful not to ruin her hair, makeup or dress, and hugged her with as much emotion as he could allow himself to show without blubbering like a giant child. “I am honoured that you wish for me to give you away to Jack.” He stepped back and smiled down at her before feeling the tears that had begun to fall down his cheeks. He laughed lightly as he wiped them away with the edges of his forefinger, the smile still bright on his face. “Look at this, I’m crying with joy.” It was a strange and bittersweet feeling to have such as things were now. He couldn’t help but think of his family of old and new and wished that they had been able to meet one another. If only that were possible…

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Sana smirked and then for once nearly burst out laughing at Bryn trying to offer her an arm. "Just move your Viking ass," Sana quipped as she slipped her coat on while they made their way out of the house. Shaking her head some and glancing over at Bryn from the corner of her eye. "Well with all that damn fabric if you do fall, it will pad the landing," she added as they headed for the wedding site.

It didn't surprise her that Bryn headed off once they got close, she figured that Bryn wouldn't want to be around Richard right then. Why she wanted to was half a mystery to herself. Hearing Richard as she stepped over to him she rolled her eyes before closing up her coat and tying it off tight around her waste. "Only a fucking Commie from Siberia would want a wedding in three feet of snow," she said sarcastically as she took a seat and pulled Richard down into the seat next to her.

"Hopefully this won't take too long. I spent enough winters in Canada, winter sucks," she added as she looked around to see who all was there. Seemed like everyone was except Froggy, the freaking birdie bride, Ash, and from what she could tell the new comer. She had never gotten to know Zoie so she was interested to see what the woman actually looked like - well alive. She had helped move the body to the grave but death was never kind to anyone's complexion.

Ryan was coming up and seeming to make a bee line for Chloe - of course. Miss Sally was sitting near the front and looking pretty decent for a woman that was between sixty and three hundred years old. Beni came rushing over to Riley and plopped down near her, handing over the CD player - "Got it working, only has two volumes now though. Nothing and full blast but better than nothing."

There were a few people missing but they were supposed to be on guard detail for the wedding, there would be trade offs through out the night so everyone had a chance to drop by the reception. Sana just couldn't wait for all this to be over. Tomorrow things would return to semi- normal. Wouldn't they?

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Ryan looked at Ceil and shook his head as he took the coat. Rushing home and tossing it inside the house before heading back to the wedding site. He hadn't expected the coat back, at least not right away. Oh well, the kid wanted to freeze that was on him. Ryan had been "nice" so he wasn't going to push it and try to be even "nicer." Once was enough per person for the day.

Looking around he spotted Chloe and went and plopped down next to her, grinning from ear to ear as he saw everyone piling in. "So anyone want to place bets that Thana is going to be cooped up in hiding for the night? I mean after the way Richard came up on her and then his hissy fit afterwards?" he asked as he leaned back in his chair and waited for everything to start.

Miss Sally huffed from in front of him and spun around. "For you information, Thana is attending. So be nice to the poor girl." Turning back facing forward she smiled over at Lyon as he sat down next to her.

"Oh, this is going to be entertaining," Ryan chuckled as he glanced towards Richard and Sana sitting together. Thana was coming? This was going to be one hell of a shit show that was for sure. "Wish I had some popcorn."

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"Naw man, Uncle Sam got the information he needed," Gavin said looking up from the dead man's pack. Sighing he rolled onto his rear end and rested his arms over his knees. "Prol'bly fer the best man, after all that shit she dun been through least she at peace now." Gavin didn't like that the girl had passed but if Ravi couldn't save her, well then she wasn't meant to be saved. Least she wasn't in the shit show that was the world anymore. She could rest in peace in his mind. Heaven was much better than hell.

"Be a hell of a trudge from the gauge of thangs but I thinks we could make it by nights. Least if we tried and thangs didn't gets too bad. Half wantin' to stays here. Hoping more of his fucker friends come by but least we can do it takes his truck for a drive. He's got chains on the tires."

Standing up he slung his own pack on his back and picked up the dead mans. "Grab the girls thangs, she hads some food. Ain't gonna be needin' it. Let's checks out this noise. Ifs I can finds a place you can hunker down whiles I head to Peachtree City the better." Gavin knew better than to take Ravi along with him. Ravi could handle his own but people were going to die and Ravi hadn't yet crossed that line. He was a healer, Gavin was the keeler. It worked for them.