[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/22eda859b7c9444f80616d2c1d8eb846/tumblr_inline_mftqlbVg8Q1rxv9kr.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=23D5B7]Location:[/color][/b] Tank on Right Fork Of Road Between 21 and Main Eden Building
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] Tank Gunner Amateur[/center][hr]	Beatrice was keeping a steady eye on what was going on through the scope. Even though they were inside of a tank, her instincts told her to keep an eye on their surroundings. She didn't want to be surprised by some idiot Eden-nite trying to climb up the sides and join them inside of there, as seemed to happen in every movie ever made with a tank. She glanced over at Lola and found herself smiling in spite of herself at the crazed woman's happiness. There was something pure about Lola's enjoyment of violence. She had seen those who loved violence for violence's sake and those who treated it as a means to an end - but this was something different altogether. 

	[color=23D5B7]"Never played golf before,"[/color] Beatrice commented. [color=23D5B7]"But that could be a fun way to blow off some steam,"[/color] she eventually said. In college, she had almost gone mini golfing once. But when she had showed up and saw the colorful course, as well as the smiling families, she had decided that it just wasn't for her. It didn't seem to be something that was compatible with her life back then. Her life had been too rough for the elephant at the end of the course that the kids tried to put into. She couldn't help but wonder if Ryan had played golf before he died - or if it hadn't been compatible with his lifestyle as well. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5927/867aa9ebd1dbed9e2871d457832358ba7839c70d_hq.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location:[/color][/b] Parking Lot Behind the Mt. Zion Methodist Church --> North of the Parking Lot
[b][color=00ff00]Skills:[/color][/b] Survival, Athletics, Scavenging[/center][hr]	Jack didn't have fantastic luck when it came to looking for any working cars. He was staying alert, keeping an eye on their general area and being careful not to slip on the ice. But while he was safe and calm, there didn't seem to be any keys to cars or cars that were just in good shape. He let out a bit of a sigh, coming back to the middle where he met Tiffany. This parking lot seemed to be a bit of a bust. But he knew that she wasn't in the physical condition to keep on walking like this. They had already made a gamble with their time, stopping to look for transportation. 

	[color=00ff00]"Hey, Tiff, I don't think any of these cahs are gonna wohk,"[/color] Jack explained. [color=00ff00]"Unless you found a winnah?"[/color] he said hopefully. There were always other parking lots that they could search or if they kept moving a bit, he could've sworn he saw some more buildings in the distance. As long as they found a safe place to stay for the night, then they'd make it out okay. [color=00ff00]"Let's go and look at some of the houses ovah there,"[/color] Jack then suggested. To their north, there were what looked like some sort of building. The road seemed to be partially obscured by ice but at least it was promising. He then gave Tiffany an encouraging smile before making his way in that direction, hoping that there'd be a decent vehicle there. There was only a single walker in the area as well, which helped.