[b] Daniel - Haywood - You Know Who You Are[/b] 

As the little girl clung to Bull for dear life, Daniel's soul seemed to sink. Alas, he allowed Henry to drag her away. "Bull, I'm sorry, but we've got no other choice." He walked closer to the man. "I'll do what I can for your friends, I promise you." He nodded to Alex, the youngest of the militia guards. "Take him up to my office; have a guard at the door at all times." The boy nodded and led the largely over sized man towards the stairs. 

At the open doors of the building, tenants of Haywood began to gather around, watching the scene. Daniel turned to address them. "People... please I'd like you to spread the word around; everyone needs to meet in the center courtyard in half an hour at five, P.M. Questions will be answered there." 

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(5:00 PM)

As the crowd built up, Daniel climbed into the back of his truck, standing high over everyone so he could see the crowd. "Everyone, please. I beg your attention for just a moment." When everyone was silent, he nodded. "Word has been spreading around, and I think we all know what's on everyone's mind."

"Yes we are having a food shortage since the past few weeks. We've had new arrivals; that, plus the women rescued from the Catacombs." The mood of the crowd fell grim as the event was mentioned. "And we're all happy to have these new members of our growing family here." He looked into the eyes of multiple citizens. "This is how it should be; we as humans should be banding together to help each other survive." A few murmurs of agreement arose from the crowd. 

"But it's a fact, my friends... We're running low in the area of supplies." Daniel stepped closer the edge of the tailgate. "Especially food." 

"Mr. Mayor, what are we supposed to do?" A voice came loudly from the crowd; Mr. Charleston. 

"Mr. Charleston, that is what I've asked you here for." He said. "I, as well as others, think we would be right in slightly shortening the rations." A few murmurs came from the people again. After objections were settled, proposals made and declined, and the general public put into a rather disappointed mood, the decision was made to shorten the rations.