[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#cc6699]Édouard Riviere[/color][/h1][img]http://65.media.tumblr.com/6caa37430ef1bee70abed45c315752d6/tumblr_inline_mw0871LSS61s73t47.gif[/img][/center][hr][center]Location: Random Road in Georgia; Could be Mars, as far as he knows[/center][hr][hr]Édouard grumbled slightly, his head spinning a bit after Svetlana's shove. He hadn't [i]intended[/i] to grope her! That was something a taco obsessed woman from Pennsylvania would do. He had been raised properly, above all of those petty little things. Putting his nose in the air, he attempted to come up with some sort of righteous defense of himself. [color=cc6699]"C'était un petit accident!"[/color] Édouard protested, but he didn't apologize. He'd perhaps only apologized five times throughout his life. And as far as he could tell from the blush on her face, she [i]must[/i] have a crush on him. Wagging his eyebrows a bit, a smug smirk graced his face, until his thoughts strayed to the ginger. 

[color=cc6699]"Amélie,"[/color] Édouard said, confirming her name. Had he been able to think up a French equivalent for Svetlana, he would have substituted that as well. Figuring that giving Amelia a proper name would help with her transition from a filthy American to a proper Frenchwoman, he couldn't help but grin with pride. He really was god's gift to the world--not that he believed in god, mind you. 

Trudging along, Édouard eventually spotted the cars. He frowned slightly at the idea of Svetlana driving again. He didn't see her as being competent at all with that, especially given that she wrecked the car after only a minute. However, Édouard winced at Amelia's broken French. [color=cc6699]"Amélie, vous parlez français comme une vache espangole."[/color] 

Glancing at Svetlana's charades, Édouard realized that there had to be a reason for her to refuse to speak in English. The few lessons he'd picked up about how to run his family business came back to him, but they were clouded from a lack of paying attention. Svetlana must have been hiding something from Amelia, not trusted her, or had been pretending to speak English earlier. 

[color=cc6699]"Je peux conduire,"[/color] Édouard explaining, miming the turning of a wheel and the pressing of the gas. If Svetlana didn't trust Amelia, fine. He certainly didn't trust her to drive, and driving happened to be one of his very few skills. It took him a bit, but eventually, he realized that Svetlana wanted to remove the battery. Cracking his wrists, his shoulder, his back, and [i]somehow[/i] his knees, Édouard approached the car battery, exaggerating a bit of a limp. Frowning a bit at the prospect of having to do work, the distant sound of snarling got him to reach in, and yank out the car battery. 

[color=cc6699]"J'ai fini?"[/color] Édouard asked hopefully. He was already eyeing the driver's seat of the car, and he'd love nothing more than to be able to relax and just drive until the gas tank ran empty. He'd even forgotten what happened to his last car already, the one he wrecked for no good reason. Car crashes seemed to be his aesthetic. 

Pouting slightly at the realization he'd have to do [i]more[/i] work now, Édouard put the battery in the truck with all of the enthusiasm of a six year old boy, in the middle of a video game, being asked to clean his room. If his leg hadn't been killing him with pain, he might have even let himself flop to the ground, in order to make a point. 

[color=cc6699]"Svetlana, vous n'êtes pas forte à conduire,"[/color] Édouard explained. [color=cc6699]"Je conduirai. D'accord?"[/color] 

[hider=Translations]C'était un petit accident! = It was a little accident! 
Amélie, vous parlez français comme une vache espangole. = Amelia, you speak French like a Spanish cow. [i][Actual French expression. 10/10 would use again.][/i]
Je peux conduire = I can drive
J'ai fini? = I'm done?
Svetlana, vous n'êtes pas forte à conduire = Svetlana, you're bad at driving. 
Je conduirai. D'accord? = I'll drive. Agreed?[/hider][hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]http://66.media.tumblr.com/a7179038d0fb5480435c33f2b1e52135/tumblr_inline_nuo4b7rnD61qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: Mess Hall ---> Rec Center[/center][hr][hr]Jack kept Tatianna close to him, still mentally recovering from three years of constant "Sudden Death" mode in a video game. He still braced himself for a walker to come around each and every corner, and he chuckled wearily at himself. They always warned new officers coming onto the force that PTSD was possible, but he'd shrugged it off. And here he was, and as far as he could tell, he was [i]definitely[/i] developing it. Still, he had his guiding light with him. He had his solovey. 

Listening to Tatiana and Miss Sally, Jack felt as giddy as a school girl at the words [i]your house.[/i] He was always the slightly feminine guy who wanted a family, the white picket fence, a dog, and 2.5 children. He craved a life of taking kids to school and mowing a lawn, in order to keep up with the HOA. He wanted to be involved in PTA, and all of those sort of mundane things. It was a bit of a paradox, especially considering how many joined the force in order to escape an average lifestyle, but Jack had had his fill of unorthodox living. He couldn't help but crave normalcy. 

His heart dropped a bit as he watched her run off to their house, his fingers itching for him to grab a weapon, and cover her in case something came by. Taking a deep breath, Jack couldn't help but feel relieved as Tatiana came back. [color=00ff00]"Do I get to see a propah recital today?"[/color] Jack asked, grinning as he followed her inside of the Rec Center. A goof at heart, he couldn't help but wonder if they ever had dodgeball tournaments in Newnan. [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=FYPsBlQn8ks]Jack always[/url] tended to get giddy about those. Perhaps a bit [i]too[/i] giddy. 

Leaning against the wall, Jack smiled, settling in to watching Tatiana. If he hadn't been trying to keep it a secret, he would've dashed back to their place and grabbed the knot-ring in progress. Instead, he contented himself for working on it while Tatiana slept that night. [color=00ff00]"You look amazin'"[/color] Jack commented, his usual goofy grin on his face. [color=00ff00]"You look happy."[/color]