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[u][b]Time:[/b][/u] Afternoon
[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] Newnan 
[u][b]Interacting with:[/b][/u][/center][hr][hr]It was truly commendable how Ash was taking all of this. The Newnan breach, the zombnado, Leann's demise. Even Maria, for that matter looked cool as a cucumber before she had to go close up the windows. It made Meghna feel like she was the weak one when instead she should've found it motivational that if others could be strong, she should too, but Meg was still hurting and there was no way she could push it away like the Soldier Ash beside her.

Seeing the weird cowgirl climb the gurney, it almost made Meg raise her eyebrow in complete disbelief. Really? [s]Crowd[/s]Gurney surfing, here? It was a stupid idea, to say the least, but it was the only one they had. If little miss crazy was willing to risk an arm or two for the Newnanians despite being new, then she would surely earn both Meg's and many others' respect.

Nodding at Ash's orders, Meg reached over to her pocket to feel for the pick-up truck's keys that she had barely shoved in before entering the building. She reached down, almost kneeling to pull down her boots and pull out the still covered hunting knife. Bows weren't a good tactic unless you either had a fuck ton of space, or you were Hawkeye, both of which Meg didn't have (or was). With the blade in one hand, and the keys in the other, she stood behind Ash, ready to fight.[hr][center][img]http://fontmeme.com/embed.php?text=Siddharth%20Kumar&name=KGYouWontBringMeDownBold.ttf&size=80&style_color=00a651[/img]
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[u][b]Time:[/b][/u] Afternoon
[u][b]Location:[/b][/u] Newnan Clocktower
[u][b]Interacting with:[/b][/u] James, sort of[/center][hr][hr][color=firebrick]"You ain't no mere Weapon Delivery Boy. You a solid Weapon Delivery MAN. An' I mean that."[/color] How sweet. He looked out around him, looking at the damned town and the stumbling walkers creep around across every street he was so familiar with. The same streets that used to be safe and filled with walking [i]humans[/i] with no interest in eating other walking humans. 

Siddharth felt as useful as a twig standing beside James as the familiar sounds of Ash's orders about the loose prisoner came up to the two at the clocktower. He didn't even have any blades, unless the pencil in his pocket counted - but what good would it do from all the way up here? Unless he was willing to play darts with the walker's eyes, pencils weren't going to help Sidd out this time.[hr][hr]