[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f6989d]Zoie Crawford[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/19b8c8d4bf2ca7b8d123be15211f8f2c/tumblr_mfvbfj73gx1s23jjfo1_500.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] At the Scene Of The Bitch Fest --> Inside The OR
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	Zoie kept her mouth shut as Ash turned his attention towards the girl, raising her brows lightly and looking away as the man ripped into her. Seemed she had been the one to start the commotion. As Ash finished she nodded slightly. [color=f6989d]Alright boss, Isa be inside checking on thangs,"[/color] she said before looking at Kris and sighing a bit. [color=f6989d]"Chin up gal, everyone's bound to pop off. Just do as he says and let thangs calm down,"[/color] she said before shouldering her bag and heading over into the court house. 

	She checked in with Miss Sally, finding out that Dick was okay and in the back room with one of the viking girls looking over another. Nodding she did some checking on other things, making sure that once Sally was done giving out food that people were assigned living quarters for the evening as boss wanted and that the girls from another era had a patch of grass for their horses. Zoie settled into the whole second in command thing rather easily; people were taking to her without issue. Her smile and funny way of speaking seemed to help put people at ease. 

	Pushing the door open to the OR, she stepped in; wanting to check on Froggy now that things were calming down and people could start turning in for the night. She stopped in her tracks as she heard the doctor threatened the man from Eden. It was a little shocking to her, she hadn't ever really known Froggy to speak or act that way. 

	[color=f6989d]"Well butter my biscuit, seems like everyone be in a right bad mood right now. Who pissed off ya Froggy? This guy?"[/color] she asked as she set her things down on the counter along the edge of the wall. Moving over to Victors side she rested her hand on his shoulder and smiled over to him. 

	[color=f6989d]"How's about I get this fellow moved over to a cell of some sort so you ain't gotta be standing over him and then wesa can get ya settled in for the night,"[/color] she said in a soft voice before snapping her fingers. [color=f6989d]"Oh, you be gettin' a kick out of this, I be second in charge here now. Bossman done be asking and I said yes. Ain't that a trip? Me, in charge?"[/color] she laughed slightly, shaking her head at the idea. She had never really ran anything, well except for her household. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Tatiana Korvo[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/a6be154b9012b29acedfe708bb265de6/tumblr_nxdftwcaMj1r2igv7o2_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] [url=http://www.zillow.com/homedetails/515-Longview-St-Carrollton-GA-30117/69946228_zpid/]515 Longview Street[/url], Carrollton, Ga
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	[color=a187be]"Oh a cop..."[/color] Tatiana said quietly, it was obvious that she had just gotten a lot more nervous. For her, cops were not good guys that held up the law. She had been used to the Militsiya of Russia, they were corrupt people that were under the thumb of anyone with a big enough bank account. They were not kind, they were not friendly, they did not help. They caused more problems than good and in the end it was better to deal with the filth of the streets than to deal with them. Swallowing slightly she pushed her chair back a little bit, not sure if she should make a break for it or not. 

	Granted this wasn't Russia or the former U.S.S.R., this was still America and while there were a lot of problems from what she heard with American cops, they were not all bad and Jack seemed okay so far. She just hoped that she wasn't putting her trust in the wrong person right then. Taking a breath she forced a thin lipped smile as she sat there. Hopefully he was one of the good guys, one of those types that were like the cops she would see on TV that were actually there to help people instead of screw them over, she didn't think she could take getting duped right then. She had been through enough for the day with being unable to find her friend Davi. 

	Shaking her head as he mentioned writing and such she fiddled with the bottle of water in her hands and let out a nervous breath. She was like a bird that was caged right then, not being able to hold still but acting like she was being forced to be. Setting the bottle down on the table she reached down to her bag and opened it slowly. Sticking her hand inside of it she slowly pulled out a pair of worn pale pink toe shoes that had satin straps wrapped around them. Setting them on the table she smiled as her fingers ran over the fabric, remembering how life had been. [color=a187be]"No, I ballerina, or vas,"[/color] she said timidly.