[center][h1][color=686F91]Liam Matthews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=686F91][b]Location:[/b][/color] Aunt Sue's Inn
[color=686F91][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Aloise Zamora [@Morose][/center][hr]

Watching Aloise, Liam initially found himself somewhat embarrassed as the woman began to laugh, but soon enough he found himself laughing as well. He supposed it was funny in a way, about as funny as something could get right then, after all things had been less-than-ideal over the past two days. [color=686F91][b]"Been a while since I did that, last time was the election."[/b][/color] He joked quietly, taking the moment of amusement as he shrugged, starting to follow her outside, the slightest hint of a smile on his face as he reminded himself that the world wasn't over just yet, at least not while there was still able to be something decent in it, however small it was.

Getting outside didn't help though, seeing the state the town was in, it really was bad. He forced himself to drag his eyes away and focus on the task at hand, following Aloise to her car as he climbed into the passenger seat. Hearing her ask for directions, he paused for a moment. Liam certainly wasn't a local, it took him a bit, but luckily Altsoba was a small town, he'd had time to figure things out. [color=686F91][b]"I uh... I'm pretty sure it's this way..."[/b][/color] He nodded, starting to direct her.

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[center][h1][color=5F7171]Darren Andrews[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=5F7171][b]Location:[/b][/color] 1 Grant Road
[color=5F7171][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Jade Cornish [@Morose][/center][hr]

Darren smiled softly as he heard her chuckle, glancing out the window, he sighed - the humour was something he'd need not just then, but for a while, it was hard to cope with everything going on without that. Hearing her question however, he chuckled again and looked over at her, shrugging. [color=5F7171][b]"Didn't we make a deal, you can put me in cuffs /after/ we save the world?"[/b][/color] It was a vague answer, but he figured it was enough of an answer for sure. She was a smart woman after all, she'd almost immediately cut through his cover, and by now he figured she knew what kind of man he was.

He nodded at her question, clearing his throat as he moved to the door. [color=5F7171][b]"Yeah, you can direct me."[/b][/color] He said simply as he moved outside, glancing up and down the streets, devoid of life and littered with bodies and wrecks, in a way he figured it was just like he expected the Apocalypse to look. Climbing into his car, he sighed as he waited for her, starting up the engine so they could get going.

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[center][h1][color=CBAA3D]Javier Crypt[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=CBAA3D][b]Location:[/b][/color] Crypt Manor
[color=CBAA3D][b]Interacting With:[/b][/color] Belladonna Crypt, [@Lady Amalthea] Mercurial Crypt [@Morose][/center][hr]

Javier grinned as he listened to his wife, nodding his head in agreement. [color=CBAA3D][b]"Ah I suppose so, I remember when she was only a child, tearing the wings off flies and hunting rabbits in the garden for sport..."[/b][/color] He sighed in a reminiscent manner, almost holding off on the urge to pinch his daughter's cheek as he watched her fondly. He chuckled softly at Belladonna's words, nodding his head as he spoke up in a kind of encouragement of his own. [color=CBAA3D][b]"You can borrow your old father's spear too, if you'd like dear, has that nice reach to it, the one I tutored you with!"[/b][/color] He gave her a nod and a warm smile before turning to his wife once more.

[color=CBAA3D][b]"Indeed, Mi Amor, we should enjoy the day."[/b][/color] He grinned, dropping his glaive as he moved to a display cabinet closer to the door, dragging his favourite rapier out of it as he laced his arm with her own, heading out the door as he kept the weapon held firmly in his free hand, looking ever the dashing, swashbuckling gentleman. He just needed the mask.