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	Mother Fucker, you all really must have pissed LLA off. What? Did you not give her your first born sacrifice? Maybe you left a steaming bag of burning shit on her front porch? Piss in her Cheerios? Seriously, what ever you did you really really ticked this woman off. I would suggest you STOP! Sweet Mary and Joseph. I swear whatever it was really got her attention and she decided to get together with George RR Martin and Joss Whedon have some really angry sex and bore this unholyness on you. All I have to say at this point is... AT LEAST IT WASN'T ME THIS TIME!!!!!!

	Oh yeah, that means it was one of you. Um, yeah, grab the tissues.... ~coughs~ So, about that death? Shall we get on with it? Let's.

	Now within the Courthouse - things are pretty calm. Kristina took care of the guy that got away and everything seems quiet within right now. Tom has given a wave to those in the tower and bee lined it for the back door of the armory and made his way inside where he is quickly gathering arms and setting them up. The place inside seems clear enough for now. Outside there is a very angry southern belle narrowing her eyes at the tower. Oh better hope she calms down before she gets back in there or that ass beating that Dick got look like a church social. 

	Well anywho, so that leaves the rest of your fuckers out in the streets. Eenie meenie miney moe, catch a Breather by the toe, if they holler, let them go - oh fuck it. Let's try this again... eenie meenie miney moe, catch a Marine by the toe, doesn't matter if she hollers, (and she will, most likely GFDI), that walker ain't letting go... Oh I suck at rhyming right now. Swarm of Walkers, you get the picture. Wait, not really. Since it wasn't a walker. Shot to the heart and Edens to blame. Well not exactly right square in the heart, well kind of. In the heart but not enough to cause sudden death. You have about three or four seconds. Where did it come from? Same location where the bullet that took the truck tire came out of.  To your west, down a little south west. Perhaps down by the mechanics and fabrication shop. Thing is the armory is to the North East. Do you pursue or arm up first?

	
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f6989d]Zoie Crawford[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.embed.ly/1/display/resize?key=1e6a1a1efdb011df84894040444cdc60&url=http%3A%2F%2Fi43.tinypic.com%2Fn6ols6.gif&width=810[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Streets of Newnan
[b]Interacting With:[/b] [@Sigil], [@Charnobylisk], [@Nallore], [@Aewin][/center][hr]

	Zoie was hell bent on removing this plague from the blight of humanity in the worst way possible but her angered glee was cut short by some pot shot from the heavens above. Well not exactly the heavens but the tower. Watching Angel drop the ground lifeless she spun around, the woman was about to fly off the handle. There was no reason what so ever for whoever took out Angel to have done so. She was alone, Zoie was heading for her and the rest of the group had Walkers all around them. It was a stupid move to go after a single one that was clearly being taken care of than to keep their attention on the rest of the group that could really use a hand. That was just a pot shot in her book and whoever drove that arrow into Angel was going to pay with an ass beating when things calmed down. You know, cause ass beatings wait till things are calm instead of in the middle of a life or death scenario.

	[color=f6989d]"This crew really got a bag of rocks for brains,"[/color] she muttered under her breath to herself as she knelt down and pulled the arrow out of Angel, taking a good look at it since she would need to figure out whose ass to grill when this was over. Since she was too far from the rest of the group now no one would have heard her muttering. Throwing the arrow to the ground she spun around. It was about that time that Zoie heard the bullet fire and saw where it impacted. [color=f6989d]"And that is what happens when people in the tower aren't doing their fucking job,"[/color] she said as she watched another breather drop. Maybe if they had kept their eyes to the west where the bullet came from that was a death that could have been avoided but no, no one ever bothered to look. [color=f6989d][i]"Some fucking look out,"[/i][/color] she thought to herself. 

	[color=f6989d]"I got this, you get to the fucking armory!"[/color] Zoie spat as she drove her blades through two Walkers on either side of her and darted off down Gilbert street away from the rest of the group. She had a feeling she knew who was taking the shots. There were only a handful in Eden with that type of aim and she knew at least one of them was headed back to that hell they called home. If it was who she thought it was she wasn't going to kill him, she was going to introduce him to the ninth level of hell while she pulled out some information, and then kill him. Maybe, maybe not. Would depend. She knew the man needed to die, everyone in Eden pretty much did but some needed a special death and if whose face was flashing in her mind was the culprit behind this last death she knew he needed that he needed a little gift wrapping. 

	She wasn't even bothering to drop the Walkers now as she walked down the streets, she simply side stepped them or gave them a quick kick to the gut or knee cap. She didn't have time for their shit she had more important matters to deal with. Turning the corner she peeked her head around, whoever had been there was gone but the door to the fabrication place was starting to close. Time to get to work. Slipping inside the door before it closed heavy behind her Zoie began her search of the building.