[hr][center][h1][color=steelblue]Ashton Holloway[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Historic Downtown, Franklin, GA
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Maria, Kristina, Lorna
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Good lead, this town. They could spend days in Franklin, looting and foraging for supplies. It had a clustered downtown with solid, brick buildings, close enough together that it could be walled off without remotely the effort it took to handle Newnan. Rip up the park in the center and there was good, clear ground for planting. A construction site, complete with raw materials. This could be a home. Hell, this place could be a fallback point, if the shit really hit the fan, though manpower would have to be diverted to make that happen. All in good time. 

First order of business: Base camp. There was a nice looking two-story affair with an external steel staircase that looked adequate for their needs. Excellent amount of daylight left. Time to get to it. 

Until the radio crackled out a garbled message he barely recognized as Leann's voice. [color=a187be]"...we'r un tack, all dow, mu pl dead..."[/color] 

So much for the first order of business. 

[color=steelblue]"Sorry, ladies. We're cutting the field trip short. I don't know exactly what she said, but Leann isn't about to use the radio unless shit and fan have made solid connection. Home's in trouble."[/color]

Ash shot a look at their newest friends, Kristina and Lorna. [color=steelblue]"You two, um... This doesn't directly involve you. If you want to stay here, hole up for a while, I [i]will[/i] come back for you. Otherwise, hop back in and be ready to fight in a half hour."[/color]