[hr][center][h1][color=orangered]Caesar Gonzalez[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Newnan
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Alicia, Meg
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There wasn't much for Caesar to grab, really. He traveled light, unless you counted sharp objects. Point of fact, the man had to barely duck out of sight before returning with his sawed-off and an almost full bandoleer of shells. 

The recent difficulty with the wall had prompted the venerable man to carry most of his arsenal at all times. Toss in an early morning meeting with the Colonel, and Machete grabs his machetes. For all he knew, she was giving a Call to Arms, or something similar. Besides that, Caesar was the Runs Lead and Weapons Trainer. It made sense that he'd be strapped at all times, over and above the requirements of every citizen of Newnan. That, and it made a handy excuse. 

He called to his daughter, [color=orangered]"Oye, M'hija! C'mere a second..."[/color] He lowered his voice and continued, [color=orangered]"You be safe out there, ok? Make sure you have a fresh charge on your phone - let me know if something comes up or you get trapped somewhere. Papi will come as soon as he can. And don't let that James get you killed. You're both snipers. Don't take chances you don't have to."[/color]

He embraced his little girl briefly, and hardened back from Caesar into El Jefe almost instantly afterwards. 

Caesar strode into the Supply building, and grabbed a few food items at random. He wasn't sure how long he and Meg would be out in the world; it might be only a day so far as he knew. If it were longer, or if they found people, that little extra might be useful. Nodding his affirmation at the lady keeping inventory, he walked back out and into the light. 

A couple minutes later, one may have glimpsed the long haired, vest wearing form of Caesar Gonzalez walking with purpose into the Motor Pool. A quick glance around located Meghna, and he beelined for her. Within three or so paces, he tossed a can to the young lady. [color=orangered]"Hope you like Hormel Chili and ..."[/color] he stared at another of his carried cans, presumably for the first time, [color=orangered]"...Dios... Pumpkin Pie Filling."[/color]

Caesar made a wry face. He apparently wished that he'd inspected his choices closer. Quickly, he changed the subject. [color=orangered]"You pick a car yet? Daylight's burning."[/color]

[hr][center][h1][color=steelblue]Ash Holloway[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Newnan
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Maria
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Ashton took Maria's offer to accompany him with a smile and a nod. [color=steelblue]"Yes ma'am, meet you there. I've got to grab some supplies first, so... ten minutes on the outside?"[/color]

Captain Holloway took off at a jog. First, to Supply for a bag and an armload of MREs. They weren't exactly the grandest of dining experiences, but it served the purpose of keeping one upright and moving. Second, to the Armory. Supply run meant the very real possibility of danger, danger meant that it was best to go with a weapon he'd been trained to use for the past decade or so. Ash replaced his bow and arrows for a standard Army Issue Carbine and a couple clips of 5.56 ammunition. (Mental note, keep eyes out for more 5.56 ammo.)

Ash tried to keep himself within the 10 minute window he had promised Maria. Hopefully, she had the forethought to remember her bow. While Ash was a fair shot with one himself, he'd feel a lot more confident with himself packing an assault rifle and her firing silent death from a secured position, backing him up. 

With two minutes to spare, Ashton arrived at the Motor Pool. [color=steelblue]"Morning, Maria. Ready? I'm thinking SUV; good seating, good cargo space."[/color]