[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/557ca03d6bc41a94f3f11bba8f92e39e/tumblr_inline_o69dklI9H41tjno01_500.gif[/img][hr][color=00ff00][b]Location[/b][/color]: Newnan Building E - Apartment E2[/center][hr][hr]Jack almost slapped himself for forgetting. The stress of the wedding day was making him foolish almost, and he blushed a bit in embarrassment. Nodding at everyone as they left the apartment, Jack returned to Miss Sally's bathroom, and carefully disrobed himself. 

[color=00ff00]"Thank god for heatahs,"[/color] Jack muttered, as he put back on his normal clothes. For a moment, he almost left the apartment to head home and shave--but his most important duty was to avoid Tatiana. Superstitions were subscribed to even more fiercely in the apocalypse. With Miss Sally gone, he figured she wouldn't mind if he shaved in her bathroom. He pulled out his disposable razor from his pocket, and lathered up his face, looking at himself in the mirror for a moment. 

[i]Ho don't do it[/i], his expression seemed to say, as he started to shave. The last thing he needed would be shaving cuts on his wedding day. And what the hell was going on that Ash needed everyone in Newnan for?[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/82ea1b28edb3a34d74ec914197e6ef8c/tumblr_inline_n1lyzxGwtg1sauf7l.gif[/img][hr][color=#23D5B7][b]Location[/b][/color]: Outer Wall[/center][hr][hr]Having taken her position on the wall, Beatrice quietly observed the various interactions around her. The kid, stronger than he looked, had tucked Peaches into his jacket. It took her a moment to realize it was Ryan's, and she couldn't help but muse as to how he'd react to dog fur in his jacket. She couldn't quite remember if he loved dogs or hated them--but she figured it'd be one extreme or the other. 

However, the idle chitchat was only so interesting to listen to. Most people were speculating about why Franklin and Newnan were divided, after months of living as a mostly cohesive unit. Wedding business seemed to be the most likely cause to her, with certain exceptions. The best man belonged to Franklin, but the groom and bride-to-be were Newnanites. She almost snorted at the thought of a wedding, with Franklin sitting on one side of the aisle, and Newnan sitting on the other. 

But she didn't buy into that explanation. Security shifts had been rotated because of whatever news Ashton had for Newnan. There seemed to be no indication that Franklin would receive the same news as well. Otherwise, why not just broadcast the news? Why the secrecy? Whatever it was, Beatrice doubted it was anything particularly pleasant. 

[color=#23D5B7]"Maybe someone died,"[/color] Beatrice suggested with a bit of a shrug, before abandoning her train of thought entirely. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/67b8293d571a6482cf1dfa308493139b/tumblr_mjicmxvEaG1qijnxzo2_250.gif[/img][hr][color=ff6600][b]Location[/b][/color]: Outer Wall[/center][hr][hr]Although she was still mentally snickering at Ryan's antics, Chloe nodded at Riley's request. The violin was fairly calming to play, and it had been years since she'd gotten her hands on one. She figured she might even be able to play something with a bit of a beat to it, something in line with Riley's usual style of music. [color=ff6600]"Yeah, find me a violin and I'll help,"[/color] Chloe replied. 

She mimicked a little bit of an air violin, stopping once they made their way to the wall. Continuing to enjoy the simple bliss of her cigarette, she tried her best to stand so that way the smoke wouldn't blow in Ciel's face. The kid didn't need secondhand smoke and asthma--and Froggy'd never trust her at all, she expected, if she made a medical condition worsen. Sometimes she was surprised he hadn't convinced Tatiana to put her through drug counseling. 

Chloe noticed the way Riley trembled at the dog, as well. It probably didn't help that Riley had given Amelia her jacket, her symbolic barrier from the ever so ferocious canine. Shrugging off her flannel, Chloe handed it to Riley. [color=ff6600]"Can't have you getting sick on me,"[/color] Chloe teased, a twinkle in her eye. She could deal with the cold--she'd dealt with worse before. 

But unlike Beatrice, Chloe didn't have such a negative outlook on the news. It almost surprised herself, but Chloe figured it was just something to do with the wedding. Just a ruse to get something done without the bride and groom noticing, make it look like some security concern. Rules and norms had already been bent and eased up on for the wedding anyways. [color=ff6600]"Probably just wedding shit. Group gift maybe."[/color]