[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]: Building 1 (Infirmary)[/center][hr][hr]	Jack forced a smile back at Niesha, but as she mentioned that she hadn't seen Froggy or Tatiana, he couldn't help but feel stressed. His pregnant wife, then, must have been hobbling around Newnan [i]somewhere[/i] with a bleeding foot, trying to psychoanalyze James before he was exiled. The situation gave him plenty of cause to worry and he guessed that it showed on his face, as Niesha asked if something else had happened--something beyond the suicide-murder-murder that happened that day. 

	[color=00ff00]"Yeah, she got cut pretty bad this mornin',"[/color] Jack explained, rubbing the back of his head as he tried to figure out where Tatiana had gone. It didn't even occur to him to reassure to Niesha that it was a minor injury, he was [i]that[/i] stressed for the safety of his wife and unborn child. When Froggy pushed open the door of the OR, pulling off a pair of bloody gloves, Jack was visibly sweating a bit. He only relaxed as the door opened more, showing Tatiana propped up on the bed. Muttering a thank you to whatever gods were out in the universe, Jack smiled wearily at his wife. 

	[color=00ff00]"Got it, Froggy,"[/color] Jack replied, chuckling slightly as Tatiana held her hands up. [color=00ff00]"Should I get her a wheelchair or somethin'? I'd be kiddin' myself if I pretended she wouldn't wanna run all ovah Newnan settin' up sessions right now."[/color] His first instinct, of course, had been to just carry his wife wherever she needed to go and ensure that she had plenty of places to lie down. But he wasn't Captain America--he wouldn't be able to do that until Tatiana's stitches could be removed. 

	Jack moved into the OR and stood by his wife's side, just looking at her as she told Niesha what had happened. As Tatiana's eyes widened, he instinctively began to get concerned, until he realized it was just an idea coming to her and not a reason to panic. The idea of Niesha being the midwife wasn't half bad, and in these conditions, he'd welcome all the help they could get to make sure that Tatiana and the baby were safe. 

	It wasn't the ideal world to raise a child in--hell, it wasn't even a good one. But that didn't matter anymore. There was a little thing growing inside of Tatiana, a thing that they had created together, and he would defend it with his life. Walkers or no walkers. His father might have walked out on his mother, but that didn't mean Jack couldn't try his hardest to be the best father in the world. 

	[color=00ff00]"Nah, wanted to wait for you,"[/color] Jack answered, grinning a bit sheepishly as he took Tatiana's hand in his. [color=00ff00]"Thought it'd be rude to eat without you."[/color]
[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]: Lagrange Street Sidewalk Near Building C[/center][hr][hr]	Beatrice reached James' house, standing outside and listening to see if she could hear anything. She figured that James gathering his last worldly possessions would be rather noisy, combined with the emotional people of Newnan crying in hysterics. Or at least, that was what she told herself, justifying standing on the sidewalk and staring at the house. Beatrice shifted her weight back and forth. It would be stupid to throw in her lot with James, but what safety did Newnan actually provide?

	Sure, there were streets that had been shoveled and sidewalks that had been cleared. Walkers were rare inside of the walls, aside from days like these, when three died from carelessness and stupidity. The very first day Beatrice had been in Newnan, disaster had struck. There were fires and chaos, causing her to have a less than favorable outlook on the way things were handled in the community. But it still seemed to be safer inside of the walls than outside. 

	Beatrice glanced down at the compass and then slid it into her pocket. It was a silly sentiment to give it to James, stupid to give him something that wouldn't even help him. If she really wanted to do something for James, she'd improve his odds at survival by leaving with him. Yet she still couldn't decide whether it was safer inside the walls or outside. 

	Only time will tell.
[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 2 (Mess Hall)[/center][hr][hr]	Riley giving Amelia a kiss on the cheek didn't escape Chloe's attention and she gave her twin a bit of a knowing look. They'd [i]definitely[/i] be discussing last night's events later on, as she felt obligated to chastise her sister and to be in the loop as it came to Riley's love life. Surprisingly, it was one of her favorite things to discuss with Riley whenever Riley visited her. Unlike other subjects, it didn't make Chloe feel incredibly guilty and want to curl up into a little ball until she melted away into nothingness. It was a safe subject, an easy one. 

	[color=ff6600]"Stranger things have happened,"[/color] Chloe shrugged. [color=ff6600]"I was supposed to be a surgeon. Save lives and all that shit. Even went to Stanford. Top of my class. And then, it just all fell apart."[/color] She felt a bit vulnerable and exposed at those words, but she found it important to say all the same. Human actions couldn't be explained and they couldn't be predicted. There was no science that could perfectly describe humanity. Everyone is capable of everything. It was something that the Outbreak was the perfect example of--even Soccer Moms were dangerous now, able to kill at a moment's notice to survive. 

	Chloe nodded, listening to Amelia's quiet wish. There wasn't all too much that they could do for James. It wasn't like they could throw him a farewell party, shake his hand and congratulate him on a successful murder. There just wasn't much time to get things together, beyond finding little trinkets and things that [i]might[/i] be helpful to give to him. [color=ff6600]"Why not do something for him, then?"[/color] Chloe suggested, shrugging slightly as she continued to eat her food. People did their farewells in different ways. Perhaps this was just how Amelia needed to express that emotion. 

	[color=ff6600]"I'm sure James'd appreciate it."[/color]
[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) ---> Building E2 (Miss Sally's Apartment)[/center][hr][hr]	Ravi laughed a bit at Miss Sally's antics, as he walked down the streets of Newnan, arm in arm with an elderly lady wearing slippers, in search of tea and hobnobs. It was the type of scene that he didn't expect anymore, one so ridiculous and improbable that he wondered if perhaps he were dreaming. Just a day before, he had been in a cabin, trying to save a poor woman who had been raped so horribly that she succumbed to her injuries. He had been walking through the snow with Gavin, singing terrible songs and bickering with him as normal. By comparison, everything in Newnan felt too...strange, too...normal. 

	It was like a holiday from reality. 

	[color=00ccff]"It might be a few cups before I can adequately explain the hot mess that is Gavin Comfort,"[/color] Ravi quipped, as he followed Miss Sally into her apartment and shut the door behind them. He wasn't quite sure where to start with the entire situation. Should he explain what he knew about Commander Martin, the woman that Gavin called Strawberry Wine? Should he start with Gavin's former life as a Texas Ranger? Should he begin with the woman that had effectively been murdered by inhabitants of Peachtree City? 

	It almost would've been simpler to start with [i]in the beginning, there was a huge explosion...[/i]

	[color=00ccff]"Before we came to Newnan, we were at a cabin just a few miles out from here,"[/color] Ravi began, figuring that the beginning was always a good place to start. [color=00ccff]"I was upstairs, tending to the wounds of a woman who had been brutally raped. There...There wasn't much I could do for her beyond ease her suffering before she passed. And Gavin, he managed to get the name of the place those responsible had come from--Peachtree City."[/color] Ravi paused, looking to see if Miss Sally recognized the name. 

	[color=00ccff]"He was--and still fancies himself to be--a Texas Ranger. From what I can understand, that entitles him to be reckless and ridiculous, as well as operate as a bit of a vigilante if I am to be perfectly honest...He wants to avenge that poor woman and considers it his duty to do so,"[/color] Ravi explained. [color=00ccff]"That's why he's being such a bloody arsehole and leaving Newnan...Stra-Commander Martin is another story entirely, one that I don't know all of the details of, but I do know most."[/color]