[b] Enrique-Outpost-Sylar Myriah [/b]

Enrique let out an exhausted sigh and rubbed his eyes, he looked towards the surviving scouts as they went to get a hot meal in them. 

"Good to hear we didn't loose to many, that's too bad about Alan, and I'm not entirely sure how many medical supplies we have in stock currently. But she should be fine..."

Enrique looked towards Myriah and tried to look as appologetic as possible. 

"Myriah," Enrique said his voice low and calming, "I misinterpreted what you said as a threat to Amanda's life, and I apologize if I came off as threatening. I was trying to establish that I have done everything I have for Outpost since Haywood. I'm sorry I phrased it so poorly, I just wanted it to be clear I will protect her with everything I have."

Enrique smiled and walked off towards his and Amanda's home, he opened the door to the room and saw Amanda aiming his pistol at the door. He smirked sd she lowered her hand. She walked towards him as he entered the room and closed the door. He sat on the bed and took the pistol out of her hands and set it beside him, he pushed his hair back and pulled out his knife. He set it on a table they had in the room and pulled his duffel from under the bed. He looked at its torn and stitched and duct taped, he smirked and unzipped it he teaches inside and pulled out a shaving kit from around the bottom. He was thankful he had left this in his duffel before he left his home. He pushed the memory of the first day from his mind and tossed the kit to Amanda. He smiled at her as she stood in front of him.

"I could use a shave, and a haircut." Enrique said smiling at her, he let her cut his hair short, practically an inch long and choppy in some places, he couldn't see his own face so he let her shave him. He had requested a goatee and she expertly shaved his sideburns and cut back his goatee. She held up a small broken shard of a mirror and showed him sides of his face then his goatee. He could see that he looked less scary and slightly more clean cut, not to mention younger. He smiled at his new look and collapsed in his bed his pistol laying under him. He sighed and fell asleep as Amanda laid down beside him, he repositioned himself so that his pistol was in his left hand and Amanda on his right. He kept the pistol aimed at the door, he slept soundly and relaxed.