[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=steelblue]Ash Holloway[/color][/b][/i][/h1]
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[hr][center][color=steelblue][b]Location:[/b][/color] Outer Gate -> Headed North [/center][hr][hr]

	[color=steelblue]"No."[/color] growled Ash, darting out to grab Miss Sally as gently as he dared. She was a tough old bird, but obviously in a bad spot just then. He listened to the new guy, just introduced by Sally as Ravi, a medical professional. Heart attack. Nope. Sally was the soul and conscience of Newnan. She was its spirit animal. The passion and resiliency of the town and its people were reflected in her no-nonsense attitude and willingness to laugh and live. No way in hell Ash was going to stand by and gawk while she was betrayed by her own heart. 

	Ash remembered the last time someone fell victim to a heart condition. It was right in front of him then, too. 

	He quickly but carefully gathered Sally up in his arms and started back up the street for the Inner Wall. [color=steelblue]"Jack! Get us a truck or cart or something down here [i]immediately[/i], see if we cant get it to beat me to the Inner Wall."[/color] He was still moving, not quite a jog but more than a walk. He continued addressing his people as if they were keeping up, very much hoping that they were. [color=steelblue]"Froggy! You're my guy today. Go on ahead and get Medical prepped. Take the new guy with you."[/color] Ash turned his head a split second to locate the other Brit in town. [color=steelblue]"Ravi, right? Ok, Ravi, this is the first part of your interview. Dr. Bonheur is a surgeon; you're going to assist him."[/color] 

	Very vaguely, he remembered that Tatiana wanted to speak with him later. It was pushed to the back of his mind almost immediately, but resurfaced almost in spite of the emergency literally in his arms. 

	Ash tried his damnedest to cradle Miss Sally in such a way as to support her head. [color=steelblue]"Come on, Sally. You've got this. Just hang on, we've got you."[/color] 


[hr][hr][center][h1][color=firebrick]Black James(!)[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=firebrick]Location:[/color][/b] Outer Gate -> Headed South [/center][hr][hr]

	James had removed the vast majority of emotion from his face before Gavin settled into the chair next to him. He looked back, noting that the other two had decided to stick to the back of the truck rather then avail themselves of the seating inside; it didn't have the full legroom of a true crew cab, but it was a hell of a lot more comfortable than the truck bed. If they happened to catch a look at James and Tatiana's session of cathartic ugly crying, it was perhaps understandable that they would prefer some distance for a while. 

	[color=firebrick]"Yeah, they's loads entertainin'."[/color] responded James, his thoughts not really with the conversation. He was still thinking about the proclamation from Jack, that their child would bear his name. When Gavin mentioned a place for them to talk, the smallest look of purposeful motivation flashed across James's face. He shifted his truck into gear. [color=firebrick]"Hells yeah, we gots to find a place to talk. I know a spot, 'bout six mile south o' here. Everything we gonna need, too."[/color] he breathed a silent "thank you" to Ash, and pulled his truck away from the main gate of Newnan. Longingly, James looked into the rearview mirror. Yeah, he hoped he would see these people again. Just for now, he would take the extra step to make sure they were safe. 


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[center][img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/e4117d5f-65c8-4b8e-98df-5810a59267c5.jpg[/img][/center][hr][center][color=dc143c][b]Location:[/b][/color] North Of Newnan (Veterans Memorial Park - Corner of Temple Ave. & Jackson St.)[/center][hr][hr]

	All those in favor of Crumpets and Tea? [color=dc143c]"Aye!"[/color] called Thalia, almost exactly at the same time as Lola, and almost immediately hating herself for it. In the couple of months that she had been in Lola's company, Thalia had come to realize that the strange woman was rubbing off on her, at least while in her presence. She had a way of enjoying the little things, oftentimes in the most ass way possible. But her flippant attitude about [i]everything[/i] was liable to get her killed one of these days. Thalia did not want to pick up her bad habits. As much as she wanted to blame someone else, the fact remained that she did, in verifiable fact, likewise immediately vote for Crumpets & Tea. The realization manifested physically by means of a double-facepalm. 

	Blowing out her breath in a single, large sigh, Thalia took her hands from her face. [color=dc143c]"Boston, remember? We had that big Tea Pahty, yah? Didn't go real good for the tea."[/color] Not that she'd turn down a cup of chamomile if it was put in front of her, but she was really more of a coffee girl. [color=dc143c]"Better chance of finding mugs anyway, Lolz. Tea set is painful impractical..."[/color] She just let the sentence die there. Lola was ever the unencumbered free spirit whose style was the drunken opposite of Feng Shui. Thalia was the direct survivalist. The two just weren't going to agree as it came to decor. But, this wasn't her tank. If Alexander felt the need to, and was capable of, locating a tea set, more power to him. Her deal was for coffee mugs, simple and easy.

	The moment that Alexander extended his radio, Thalia snatched it up. For no other reason, she figured that she would be the least likely to use it. If the old man was close to trouble, the last thing he would need was unnecessary radio chatter. As he began his approach to the nearby house, Thalia gave the area a scan, then took the opportunity to dig into her MRE proper. It seemed a little inappropriate, eating in front of some guy they had just offered their extra beverages. But the moment he was outside of the decibel range of tearing plastic, Thalia began to enjoy the savory pleasures of Chili, plus Mac & Cheese, [i][b]together[/b][/i].