[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]https://s16.postimg.org/gjthyfpv9/image.png[/img][hr][color=00ff00][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Wedding Site (Near 10 - Medical Garden) ---> the Rec Center (Building 7)[/center][hr][hr]Jack couldn't do much more than grin and hold onto Tatiana gently around her waist, gazing into her eyes as she pulled away from the kiss. The clapping of the people in Newnan was just background noise, to the extent that he was puzzled and confused for a moment as to what it was. But then reality sank in again, and he was back to his goofy grin, looking at the woman in front of him--Tatiana--his [i]wife.[/i] Somehow, he had found love again in this shit storm of a world. He knew how lucky he was, how fortunate he was to have found her. 

[color=00ff00]"I don't see why not,"[/color] Jack replied, grinning as he leaned his forehead against Tatiana's for a moment, before wrapping his fingers around hers as she took his arm and hand. He thanked Ash as well, before leading the Russian ballerina down the aisle, smiling at her and smiling at the tear-stained faces. There were tears sliding down his own face--tears of joy, of course. It was both surreal and incredibly real. 

Once they made it to the Rec Center, Jack couldn't help but look around in awe. It wasn't anything fancy, but it was amazing nonetheless. It reminded him of the parties his mom used to throw at the end of the school year, where she'd invite all of the neighbors around. Wiping a tear away from his eyes, he chuckled slightly as he spotted the bar. 

[color=00ff00]"So, Mrs. Korvo..."[/color] Jack paused, grinning widely, before he continued. [color=00ff00]"What would you like?"[/color]
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]https://s23.postimg.org/t4mnxqxsr/Screen_Shot_2017-03-30_at_1.31.58_PM.png[/img][hr][color=#23D5B7][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Wedding Site (Near 10 - Medical Garden)[/center][hr][hr]While most people seemed to be in some stage of tears, Beatrice's face was mostly neutral. Perhaps a bit of a forced smile, but beyond that, nothing. Her expression was guarded--the same face you'd see if you told her she was being transferred to a new foster home, or that her foster parents put in adoption paperwork. Her face was the equivalent of an isosbestic point in spectroscopy--unchanging, no matter what. 

However, her eyebrow arched ever so slightly, intrigued as she noticed Sana shove past Dick. Trouble in paradise, it seemed--already. There had already been some sort of incident earlier that day, and it seemed another one would come quickly enough. She wasn't one to recommend therapy lightly, but she thought perhaps some form of treatment might've been good for Dick. He certainly seemed like he'd benefit from it. As Sana stormed off, Beatrice couldn't help but ponder what Dick'd do next--it likely wouldn't be anything good. 

And as interesting as all that speculation was, Beatrice still didn't quite want to stick around. She'd head to the reception, grab a bite to eat, and then make her way home. The less time listening to romance and love and all that shit, the better. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]https://s30.postimg.org/d8q17npox/Chloe_wedding_hair.jpg[/img][hr][color=ff6600][b]Location[/b][/color]: The Wedding Site (Near 10 - Medical Garden)[/center][hr][hr]Chloe couldn't help but roll her eyes as Ryan hooted at the newly married couple. The man might have been a hardened criminal, one sentenced to do time in maximum security, but he still could act like a teenage boy at times. It was a bit ridiculous, and when he held his hand out for his winnings, Chloe pouted ever so slightly. [color=ff6600]"Where do you think I stashed them in this dress?"[/color] she asked, before pausing for a moment. She [i]really[/i] didn't want to know the answers Ryan'd come up with. Prisoners tended to be rather crafty when it came to hiding things, and she didn't want to hear those suggestions from a man. [color=ff6600]"Second thought, don't answer that. I stashed them away at home, I'll pay up tonight when we're back."[/color]

She smiled slightly at Riley, knowing that it wouldn't fly, most likely. Ash had put her in the Convict Cabin for a reason, despite her sister living in the settlement as well. She figured that sleeping elsewhere'd likely start some shit, as harmless as the action might have been. It'd be like sleeping in the wrong cell block. No one got hurt, but fuck if the CO's won't throw your ass in solitary anyways. 

[color=ff6600]"What are we, middle schoolers?"[/color] Chloe chuckled. [color=ff6600]"Planning sleepovers, might as well break out the cheesy party games too."[/color] She only smirked further at Riley's bet, about Dick starting a fight, before she stopped for a moment. A fight would ruin Riley's chance to perform. [color=ff6600]"He'll get shit-faced, cut off, and then removed from the area,"[/color] Chloe said. [color=ff6600]"Plus, I doubt he'll stick around very long."[/color] 

She glanced at Ryan for a moment, seeing his extended arm. [color=ff6600]"What am I, your date to prom?"[/color] Chloe teased, but accepted it nonetheless. He was her best friend, after all. And the thought of getting food before everyone else had a chance to was a bit appealing. They'd be able to get a few plates, watch Riley sing a few songs, get some drinks, and leave. 

[color=ff6600]"Shit..."[/color] Chloe said quietly, seeing the way Sana shoved past Dick. With the tantrum from earlier, this hardly was a good sign. Perhaps taking Riley up on her offer would be a good idea. She wouldn't have been too surprised if Dick tried to kill Ryan in anger that evening. It was no great secret that the two of them weren't exactly friends. 

But at the same time, Dick and Ryan's rivalry wasn't her issue. She had managed to remain Switzerland in the situation, a stroke of luck in itself. Tugging slightly on Ryan, she headed over to the reception area as people started to leave, Jack and Tatiana having already left the wedding site in its entirety. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff]Ravi Chakrabarti[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/d4cf70b5fd4a3091abf964ab5ff8e04c/tumblr_inline_o9rwj6yqZ91txmes7_500.gif[/img][hr][color=00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Five miles west of Newnan, abandoned cabin in the woods[/center][hr][hr]Ravi stared at Gavin for a moment, before shaking his head. When he moved to the States, he never quite imagined that he'd been roughing it with a Texan during the apocalypse. It wasn't something on his agenda. But he could imagine Gavin, dressed up like the toy in ToyStory, lassooing walkers left and right. 

[color=00ccff]"As your friend, I won't take offense to that,"[/color] Ravi said, rolling his eyes a bit about the Ghandi comment. He was right behind Gavin as they headed outside, pushing their way through the snow. He waited a few moments, wondering whether or not to voice what he was thinking. 

[color=00ccff]"You have no bloody idea where you're going, do you?"[/color] Ravi asked, raising an eyebrow. [color=00ccff]"Do you have a map or something? An inkling of where we're going? Or is this another ranger superpower, where you instantly can find Peachtree City?"[/color] But of course, it wasn't like they [i]had[/i] a map or anything. The only thing that was even remotely helpful was the noise they had heard, and whatever the source of it was, it could be long gone by now. 

[color=00ccff]"Perhaps we could get a sniffer dog?"[/color] Ravi suggested cheekily.