[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff00]Jack[/color] and [color=ff6600]Chloe[/color][/h1][img]https://s23.postimg.org/xlglaoyvf/www_GIFCreator_me_Ao_BMXL.gif[/img][hr]Location: The Hordebuster, Building 4 Parking Lot [/center][hr][hr]Ashton saluted Astrid before the Hordebuster pulled into Newnan, and for that moment, Jack could see that the soldier never really had left the war. It explained the structure of Newnan, but also its success. Some of the cops, former vets, had that look in their eyes. Ashton had asked him to share a drink with him later--the man looked like he needed some company, some friends. 

[color=00ff00]"What'd you like me to help with, boss?"[/color] Jack asked, as he stepped out of the Hordebuster. His eyes went across the way to the courthouse, and seeing Tatiana standing there, right as rain, he couldn't help but beam in relief. The pain and suddenness of Bazhooli's death was momentarily forgotten. His solovey was just fine, even helping out with the people in Newnan. He gave Tatiana a cheery wave, before returning his attention to Ash. 

He was still new to Newnan, and uncertain as to what he could do. 

Meanwhile, Chloe could hardly keep herself from shouting Riley's name. More and more people were appearing in this place. With each new face she saw, she couldn't help but imagine the next one would be Riley. Her chances seemed good--fantastic, even, compared to making camp in the woods, and being terrified that each walker she encountered might be her twin. But she focused herself instead on her patients. Both of them would need to be moved carefully and slowly, with Ciel and Ray hardly retaining consciousness as it was. 

[color=ff6600]"Chloe,"[/color] she greeted curtly at Meghna. [color=ff6600]"I can assist with medical. Stanford trained."[/color] Hopefully, that'd be enough to keep them prying into what she actually put her Stanford education to use with. Nursing drug addicts like herself back to health and smuggling product wasn't exactly the best first impression. And with the entire military vibe of this settlement, she wouldn't be surprised if they put her in lock up. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/8c95bd51ad09d004fe47b6d13aa801d5/tumblr_n28rlbTgsN1rhs5nco2_250.gif[/img][hr]Location: Building 2, Mess Hall[/center][hr][hr]Beatrice stared at the armed guard, her only company since James left. He didn't look like much of a talker, but his station likely demanded that of him. She munched a bit on her trail mix, as well as slowly eating some of the food James brought out for her. Having lived on the streets as a kid, she knew better than to gorge herself. Her stomach wasn't prepared for something beyond a mix of walnuts and cashews just yet. 

She paused for a moment, a bit of meat in her hand. Beatrice wasn't much of a talkative person, preferring to observe and then make her choice. But alone in the mess hall with the gunned man, she felt a bit curious about this place. [color=#23D5B7]"So, what's this place's deal?"[/color] She took another bite of her food. [color=#23D5B7]"You got a name, suit?"[/color]

It was almost just like juvi. The walkers were just an added bonus.