[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]http://67.media.tumblr.com/6f35bad3ba77759b08803fb2ec4e3f7f/tumblr_inline_nuo49qXoi31qlt39u_500.gif[/img][hr]Location: Rec Center[/center][hr][hr][color=00ff00]"And if the accent didn't tip you off, I'm from Boston,"[/color] Jack answered. [color=00ff00]"Well, Boylston, but nobody evah knows 'bout Boylston."[/color] He couldn't help but be impressed my her firm handshake, especially given her lack of another arm. He'd been living in the same world as her, but he'd never seen someone amputated in order to avoid turning. Newnan seemed to get better with each and every moment, and Jack's head turned, hearing the crackle of the radio. Subconsciously, he expected a police dispatch report, a request for all available units to go to a location. He reached for where his own radio would've been on his belt three years ago, only to grab air. 

Jack hesitated slightly, thinking over it all carefully. As much as he wanted Tatiana to find her friend, he couldn't help but feel that wherever Davi was, she wasn't Davi anymore. [color=00ff00]"Could be,"[/color] Jack agreed, settling on a more positive outlook. [color=00ff00]"We ahen't supposed to just wandah around yet, could ask Miss Sally to take us to the wall to see. 'Least we can do, since you speak Russian, solovey."[/color]

He nodded at her, squeezing her slightly as a show of confidence and faith. Even if it wasn't Davi, he figured, Tatiana would be able to translate, probably be a show of good will for those in Newnan. On the other hand, he couldn't help but be slightly suspicious. What were the odds that two Russian speakers would show up in Newnan on the same day? He glanced down at Sophia, feeling a bit rude for them getting ready to leave as soon as they met her. [color=00ff00]"Do you know where Tati can go an' see if this is a friend of hers?"[/color] Jack inquired.