[centre][b][color=fff200][h1]Niesha[/h1][/color][/b]

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[b]location:[/b]newman streets[/centre]

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Bringing up the town in her head, Niesha knew they weren't far from their place, close to the mess hall. The gardens were at the otherside of the town, and James would likely be there, or in his home. it would be a long walk, and Niesha grimaced, wondering what trouble the racoon could get into in that time. It was a relief to know that Sophie was right, that the racoon had probably just found a way up the wall. And the walkers couldn't climb. Well, not well. Certainly not up walls. [color=fff200]"You're right, of course. It probably just found a way it could get over, crafty things. We will find James, and who knows, we might run into zoie, or Captain Ash, or someone else who can deal with it"[/color]

The racoon had turned her around, and she quickly orientated herself, starting in the direction of the gardens.Even as she walked, pushing the chair, she thought It was a long short that James would be there, he could easily be at the agriculture fields, within the outer wall. But city hall was near the medical gardens, and perhaps someone would be there. Although by now, the damage was done, the racoon was free and running rampant, and eventually would find its way back out the wall, especially with people chasing after it. 

And maybe there would be someone that knew where the girl lived. Either way, they couldn't not tell someone about the racoon-about how it had gotten its head stuck. Maybe something could be done so if it came back, or if there were more, they wouldn't be getting their heads stuck in cans. And they didn't need anyone getting bit by one-such a funny notion. To worry about getting bit by something as mundane as racoon-to risk rabies...there wasn't a high survival rate before the outbreak, now, well it was as good a death sentance as a walker bite to a place that couldn't be amputated. 

Taking herself out of her inner thoughts, Niesha leaned around the chair, to look at Sophie as she pushed the chair, checking the other womans colour, to make sure she was okay, being outside for so long. Leaning close, there could be a perceived moment where it seemed that Niesha might just close the gap, and kiss Sophie. Instead, she smiled nervously, and stood up straight. What was this...shaking feeling in her stomach? For a brief moment...she had forgotten about everything, and had just wanted...well, Sophie. Clearing her throat, she said [color=fff200]"How are you feeling? I should have brought some water or something, I'm sorry"[/color]