[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/fc919d328046efa51637b4919940e914/tumblr_inline_nuo4kow2ON1qlt39u_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location[/color][/b]: Northern Parking Lot of Building 4 (Repair Shop) ---> Building F (The Newnans' House)[/center][hr][hr]	Jack felt a bit of tension leave his shoulders that he wasn't aware had been there. He had subconsciously been holding his breath for Ash's reaction to Tatiana's requests. While Jack agreed with his wife, he also knew that Ash was the man in charge and he had had her shovel pig shit before. He couldn't have been certain that Tatiana requesting interviews with James and counseling with everyone else would turn out well, given the position it put Ash in. But fortunately, from the way the anger melted away from Tatiana's face, everything seemed to be turning out fine...as fine as it could be. 

	He smiled a bit as she hopped over to him, already starting to hold out a hand to steady her when she told him to go get dressed. And before he could argue that he'd get dressed when she had her foot looked at, Froggy swooped in and agreed with her. He let out a bit of a sigh before holding up his hands, showing that he wasn't going to protest. [color=00ff00]"Fine, fine, fine, you win,"[/color] Jack said, a half hearted chuckle at the end of his words. He watched Froggy and Tatiana leave together, before walking home himself. 

	[i]Jemma for a girl, James for a boy?[/i] Jack pondered briefly for a moment as he entered the home. After being saddled with one of the most awful names on the planet - Charles Hudson - it made some sense for him to ponder his future kid's name at length. It was a good distraction from thinking of all of the deaths that had happened. His friends who had perished or were about to be exiled wasn't the most happy of things to think on. He couldn't help but feel especially awful for Bryn. She had died by accident, killed by a friend, killed by someone she trusted. 

	Getting himself dressed, Jack looked wearily out the window when he finished. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/e5d5fcaf9fbbd5644bd6848807e79e4c/tumblr_mus6alGv8a1rhs5nco4_r1_250.gif[/img][hr][color=#23D5B7][b]Location[/b][/color]: Franklin Addition Building C3 (Beatrice's Apartment)[/center][hr][hr]	[color=#23D5B7]"A walker wouldn't have been able to get in,"[/color] Beatrice said frankly, opening the door so that way she and Amelia could leave. [color=#23D5B7]"Any walker within Newnan is likely to be one of us."[/color] There wasn't a chill or anything to her words, but she wasn't being especially kind either. She said what she believed and nothing more. The likelihood that a walker could get through the walls without [i]anyone[/i] on the wall noticing was slim. But with Newnan's diverse population, anyone could pass away and reawaken as a new threat to the settlement. 

	At Riley's news, Beatrice for once had to fight to keep a bit of a composure. She could count the people she could consider friends in Newnan on one hand, with room to lose two fingers, even. James, Ryan, and Tiffany--those were her friends in Newnan. She may have had a one night stand with Richard, but it had meant nothing to her. The news of his murder didn't phase her--but the possibility that one of her three friends had been killed...That was the law in Newnan, after all. Capital punishment for a capital crime. 

	[color=#23D5B7]"Thank you for letting us know,"[/color] Beatrice said bluntly. As much as she wanted Riley to answer Amelia's half formed question, she doubted that the answer would be a welcome one. There was no reason to expect that Ash had done anything but carry out the letter of the law in Newnan. There was no other reason for a shot to be fired by the captain of the settlement. If James hadn't died, then in Beatrice's mind, it would be favoritism. And that never ended well. 
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe Ridgeway[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/24549866ed143be11dbfc570a7ff8e12/tumblr_inline_nl7kc4WNy21rpdlxb.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b][color=ff6600]Location[/color][/b]: Building B (Rejects House)[/center][hr][hr]	Chloe nodded at her twin, though she opted to stay behind rather than go break the news to Amelia and Beatrice. The snow might have melted some, but it was still freezing, and she didn't look forward to the idea of running out to Riley's place and back in just her pajamas. Besides, she herself wanted some time to process what had happened. Dick had been something like a friend to her, after all. As she headed into the house and shut the door behind her, her eyes watered slightly. 

	It was strange to think that only she and Ryan lived in this house now. She knew that Zoie, Dick's lost love, used to live in the house. And now, now it was practically a one-stop shop for ex-cons. Part of her hoped that another convict would find their way to Newnan shortly. Dick had been a good buffer for whenever she didn't want to deal with Ryan's obsession with her. There were times when even Chloe didn't want to hear his flattery and get random gifts. But with Dick gone, it'd just be the two of them in this house. 

	Of course, she doubted Captain Tight Ass would care. They were a potential threat to the community after all. She pinched the bridge of her nose and headed to her room, closing the door behind her. Part of her wanted to crawl back to bed and sleep for another hour, feeling already drained from the events of the day. But that wasn't an option. She'd be expected at medical after breakfast, and if Froggy had nothing for her, she'd then need to go report to Sid at the medical garden. And of course, Riley might need a shoulder to cry on. 

	She changed out of her pajamas and got dressed quickly, wrapping her flannel snuggly around her as always. She laced up her boots and ran her fingers through her hair, doing her best to work out any tangles without having to use a comb. It wasn't the greatest job, but her hair looked neat enough and she left her room, heading out of the Rejects House and going towards the mess hall to meet Riley for breakfast.
[hr][hr][center][h1][color=00ccff]Ravi Chakrabarti[/color][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/f955c18e469843105dea0353ca9e8463/tumblr_inline_o9rxefr8wy1txmes7_250.gif[/img][hr][color=00ccff][b]Location[/b][/color]: Northern Parking Lot of Building 4 (Repair Shop)[/center][hr][hr]	Ravi let out a bit of a sigh. He had tried to pull Gavin away from Commander Martin and the others. While his stated reason had been that they would get in the way, his true purpose had been to explain to his friend in private to be prepared for the worse. But the Texas Ranger looked like and was acting like a love sick dog, as far as Ravi was concerned. Getting him to head over to the mess hall for some breakfast and a private conversation didn't seem possible. 

	[color=00ccff]"Gavin, it's good that you're going to apologize to her, mate,"[/color] Ravi began, putting his hands in his pockets. [color=00ccff]"But you have to remember--[i]you[/i] left [i]her.[/i] And this wasn't last week or something, it was [i]years[/i] ago. There's a good chance that's she's moved on with her life--that she might not still feel the way she did years ago."[/color] It was blunt, but Ravi would've kicked himself if he hadn't said something. Distance may make the heart grow fonder and Gavin may be hopelessly in love with Commander Martin still, but that didn't mean the feelings were returned. Life was so rarely that neat and tidy. 

	Then, of course, Ravi couldn't help but feel frustrated with Gavin's insistence to risk his life. One man--hell, even two--wouldn't be enough to take down an entire group of people. No one had the sort of supplies needed to waste and odds were, someone would get hurt. Gavin's intentions were noble, but Ravi saw them as overwhelmingly reckless. [color=00ccff]"You're going to get yourself killed,"[/color] Ravi pointed out. He had already lost everyone he knew. As far as he was aware, Major and Clive were long dead, joining the ranks of walkers shambling across the land. His true love, a feisty woman named Peyton, was either dead or long gone, having made her own way in the world.

	[color=00ccff]"And you'll need more help than just 'old Smokey',"[/color] Ravi continued, taking his hands out of his pockets. [color=00ccff]"So I'll be coming with you and you won't be able to convince me otherwise. You're not the only stubborn bastard in this friendship, you know."[/color] 

	He got a whiff of the smoke as Miss Sally came over to them, before tossing the thing in the snow. He almost drooled at the thought of tea and hobnobs, with it having been ages since he had a proper tea. The last time, as far as he could recall, was when he was dating a girl who was a [i]little[/i] obsessed with the United Kingdom and all. It had been something of a fetish for her, but he didn't complain when it came to a strong cup of tea. 

	[color=00ccff]"That sounds brilliant,"[/color] Ravi replied earnestly. [color=00ccff]"Gavin's never had a good cup of tea in his life, you know. Could use some cultural education and such."[/color]