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		Well isn't this a fine how do you do.... Here I am stuck without net service but posts must be made. Easy work around? Reference that shit on my phone and type on the computer. Mwhahaha! Not rain, or sleet, or downed net service will keep me from my self appointed posting schedule! (Which sadly, takes away one more excuse people can use to me for not being able to post. :P Yup, you're screwed now peeps!! MWhahahahah!!!!)

	~coughs~ Yeah, sorry about that, this whole Evil Gm Overlord thing can go to my head sometimes but hey it is fun. And don't you worry your pretty little heads about the LLA rolls, I have real dice that have just been begging to be used. Yeah but back to the downed net thing - If my coding is off, whoops! Anywho, shall we get to it? Let's!

	[@Caits] [@Nallore] - Well this is fun, the stench is great and Kris is going to have a bit of a time getting up. Neisha, with her basic first aide, will be able to determine if she examines Kris that the ankle just has a minor sprain, nothing huge. Gonna have to get rather close to her to help her back to the infirmary. Thing is, good luck getting in when she is covered in crap. Thankfully there is a hose out by the barn, might want to hose her down there and maybe grab on of the shovels or hoes to let her use as a crutch until you can get her to the court house. Also, there are basic first aide kits housed in all the main buildings and in each home (apartment buildings have one on each floor) - that might be your best bet right now. They are fully stocked with the basic essentials, so an ace bandage will be in one.)

	[@Charnobylisk] [@rivaan] [@Morose] - Okay, you all are clear for now, no walkers. Thankfully. Even though old Cabbage isn't horrible hurt he is still going to be sore and it will be tedious to walk. Good luck dealing with his attitude over this. You are a bit from Newnan so if you walk, you aren't getting there today. About a mile up the road though you will find a mash of three vehicles. A station wagon, no gas but looks fine; a truck with the hood up and the battery is missing; a sedan that is crushed. Might want to see what you can find to take what is between the three to see if it is possible to make one working vehicle. 

	[@Charnobylisk] [@Sigil] - Astrid has listened carefully to what she has been told of what happened before Froggy just up and decided to scare the fuck out of everyone. She thanks you both and gives a bit of an odd look as the noise levels rise outside of the infirmary. Raising up a bit to look just as Zoie lays into Richard and knocks him back on his ass. She shakes her head and gets back to work, she had more important things to worry about than a lovers spat. Reaching into the front pocket of her dress she pulls out a set of note cards that are held together with a metal ring in the corner. She flips through them real fast before shoving it back into her pocket and gets back to work. Setting up a simple breathing tube along Froggys nose, as well as some other things as she starts an IV. He hasn't woken up yet but by the time the love birds are outside the color is coming back to his features and he is breathing deeper. 

	[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f6989d]Zoie Crawford[/color][/i][/b][/h1][youtube]https://youtu.be/eC8FfGvCFho[/youtube][hr][hr][b][i]Location:[/i][/b] Streets Of Newnan[hr][/center]	

	Zoie kicked at the ground with the tip of her boot as she looked down, her hands shoved into her back pockets as she stood there rocking back and forth a bit. She was hearing what Richard was saying but she wasn't exactly listening. Taking most things the wrong way, or perhaps at least not in the way he had meant them to come out. Such was the way of a woman when she started down a self-destructive path; Zoie, for all the good in her was her own worst enemy. The woman could do most anything she set her mind to but when her mind started working against her there was not stopping it. It had been that way since she she had married that asshole all those years ago. Twelve years of being beaten down physically, mentally, and emotionally had taken their tole on her and three years now out in the wilds hadn't done much to fix it. 

	Yes, she knew Richard had fucked up; now she blamed herself for that. That maybe if she hadn't left to make the run it never would have happened. Her taking him back? She had been waiting for him to act like he actually wanted her back. Then she heard he had nearly left and she felt her heart drop into her stomach. What did that mean to her? That he didn't care enough about her to stick around and try, that it was better to walk away than to try. That she wasn't worth the time and he'd have rather dealt with world outside the walls than to be around her. So close to having what she wanted and now, everything in her was pushing it away in her mind. 

	Looking up at Richard, she was about to say something and then leave; then she felt his arms wrap around her and pulled her close. Had he held her any tighter she might have lost consciousness herself and passed out from the lack of air flow. She just stood there, her elbows bent behind her as her hands remained in her pockets. She didn't know what to say for a time, just looking out at the Newnan streets as her eyes found the court house. Swallowing hard she managed to nod slightly before her hands came up, pulling Richards arms from around her and forcing a thin lipped smile as she stepped back. 

	[color=f6989d]"Don't be frettin' none Honky Tonk. E'ryone got their ways. Nows, go on and git. Food, work, som'than'. Froggy, be okay. He been trainin' Old Valk, she keep him goin',"[/color] she said quietly as she looked up at him. Taking a deep breath she turned and headed down the street towards her house. The wind picked up slightly, blowing her hair around as she glanced over her shoulder towards him and tucked some of her hair behind one ear. [color=f6989d]"See ya 'round Honky Tonk," [/color]she said sweetly before she continued on her path. 

	Sighing to herself she made her way to her home just up the street, it wasn't far. Same street as the infirmary, a direct line of sight from where she had left Richard. From around the bushes near her home came a Walker stumbling towards her. It looked like Lilly, one of the older members of Newnan. Had she died in her sleep the night before? No way of knowing really but there she was. Growling and shuffling her feet towards Zoie, who barely took notice as the woman tried to grab a hold of her. Zoie's hand came out as Lilly tripped over the bushes and fell on top of her. Zoie scrambling to pull out her knife with one hand while keeping her arm bent beneath the woman's snapping chin; pressing her forearm against her throat as she grunted. [color=f6989d]"Sum'bitch get off!"[/color] she bellowed as her hand kept trying to grab down her thigh to pull out her knife but couldn't get a hold of it.