[b]Day 2, sunrise:[/b]

[url=https://www.roleplayerguild.com/posts/5501303]Carol Kingsley[/url] stood over yet another grave as a body was lowered into it. This particular burial was the most difficult for her thus far, even worse than laying both of little Autumn Fitzpatrick's parents to rest. 

Jenny had been more than just another Mission worker. She and Carol had been close friends for twenty years, working half a dozen Missions together during that time. After one particularly tragic event during a mission in Turkey, the two of them had been wracked by emotion and in need of comfort. They spent the evening in each other's arms, despite the fact that while Carol was very much a lesbian, Jenny most certainly was not. While they both treasured their passionate encounter, they would never repeat it, not out of regret but out of respect for one another.

Departing the cemetery, Carol headed for the Kitchen Tent. There, [color=orange]Ana Bautista[/color] (OOC: profile coming) was hard at work serving breakfast to her fellow survivors. The tiny Filipino woman had once been a chef at a 4 Star restaurant in Sydney, but the stress of the job had been too much for her. Shockingly, Ana had found that working Humanitarian Missions after tragic events was gave her a sense of contentment and accomplishment that far surpassed what she had been doing before.

Carol filled her personal travel mug with coffee, stuffed her mouth with a couple of fork-fulls of powdered, scrambled eggs, and milled about. The vast majority of the Community's [i]now[/i]-surviving 37 members was either in the tent or sitting somewhere outside. Carol found a location from which most of the others could easily see her and began speaking.

They spoke about moving the camp inland, close to fresh water. There was a sense that maybe more exploration was needed first, and Carol agreed. It was decided that the Security Teams would continue their treks; they still hadn't ventured to the northwest end of the island or up the mountain above them to the east, [i]if[/i] such a climb was safe.

They also talked about the assignment of labor. Each of the survivors -- excluding the handful of children, of course -- had joined the Mission to perform a specific assignment. [color=orange]"For the time being, I would suggest that each of us sticks with the job for which we signed up."[/color] 

She looked to specific people as she mentioned their specific skills, continuing, [color=orange]"Cooks cook, builders build, doctors and nurses ... well, you get it."[/color]

Carol saw concern in some of the faces and understood the reason. [color=orange]"Yeah, I know, some of you were hired for work on Tongalo that doesn't apply here. And others of you would probably prefer to do something different than that for which you were hired. If you have concerns, I invite you to come to me, and we'll talk about it."[/color]

She scanned the group, then continued, [color=orange]"The most important thing right now is that we do all we can to ensure our safety and survival until rescue comes. And [i]yes[/i] ... I'm sure that rescue it imminent. In the meantime, though ... we have work to do, so ... [i]eat[/i] up, fill your veins with caffeine, and let's get to work."[/color]