[hr][center][h1][color=firebrick]Black James![/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Road outside of Newnan 
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Zoie, Richard
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The interjection from his guest in the Hordebuster was noted, though it seemed a little... grainy. He was painted as a reliable and altruistic guy, true, but for all this man in the back knew he was being led away to have his innards broiled in fine brandy and served to mildly ravenous marmosets while still attached to his conscious, breathing body. 

Upon hearing himself referred to as "Chocolate Thunder", James felt a bit taken aback. He initially felt insulted, but during the next few nanoseconds, his thoughts drifted toward the more positive aspects of this particular Nom de Guerre. maybe not for himself, but for the next vehicle he gets and makes his own. Ash had the Hordebuster (well technically, HE had the Hordebuster now, but that was a mere detail), and maybe James would have his Chocolate Thunder. 

Yeah. He liked the sound of that. Chocolate Thunder. 

Basically, his internal monologue looked something like this: 

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James shot a quizzical look back at Richard. There was something he just couldn't place, but he had more obvious issues at the forefront. Namely, the lady in front of him who threatened small arms castration in the event he attempt anything ungentlemanly. Ironically, his kind of lady. 

Now, while the events of his very recent past weighed and muted his more bombastic charisma, it was very difficult to fully squelch the totality that was James Mandingo Grady. He addressed his newest acquaintance as such. 

[color=firebrick]"Why hello, Miss Zoie, and it is just beautiful to hear another South Georgia drawl. You're from Albany? We're practically neighbors! Leesburg, GA, born and raised. Did some o'my best hoggin' out by Albany. Go ahead and climb in the back, if you wanna - you and your friends. It ain't all that comfortable, but it's up off the ground."

"By the way, most my friends call me "Black James!"; seein' as we're neighbors, you can too. C'mon up, we gotta roll."[/color]

[hr][center][h1][color=steelblue]Ashton Holloway[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Newnan
[b]Interacting With:[/b] Leann, Maria, Kristina, Lorna
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Orders being to kill strangers on sight left a dilemma, what with Ash and Maria having two of them in tow. They seemed trustworthy, even helpful, but as soon as that order went out to the general public, their lives would become perilous inside the walls. He glanced to Kristina and Lorna, then immediately removed his coat and patrol cap. 

[color=steelblue]"Kris, please stay with your sister at all times until we have this sorted out. Lorna, you're with me. Wear these, if you would,"[/color] he said, handing his coat to Lorna and cap to Kristna, [color=steelblue]"They'll legitimize your presence somewhat."[/color]

The absence of his coat exposed arm coverings; otherwise they resembled fingerless gloves. Obviously not military issue, they were black, close fitting, and covered him from mid-digit to elbow. Ash noticed the odd glance, and felt need to explain. [color=steelblue]"Industrial cut sleeves. Machinists use them to keep from slashing themselves, and some bouncers. They're good against bites, too."[/color] 

[color=steelblue]"Ma'am,"[/color] Ash started to Leann, [color=steelblue]"If you would please restrain the prisoner before I remove my foot, I'd be grateful."

"Detain the prisoner, set a guard. Equip at the Armory, radios all around. Evaluate and secure the infirmary. Set details: One for the wall, one to sweep. No more prisoners. Heard on all counts, ma'am."[/color] A thought struck suddenly he felt the need to vocalize, [color=steelblue]"If I might suggest, unless they're already present, we should sound a general assembly at the courthouse. And set a detail to receive and brief the other Run teams." 

"Alright, Team A. We have our orders. All together, then. Don't waste bullets on the Dead if you don't have to."

"And welcome to Newnan."[/color]