[centre][h1][b][color=fff200]Niesha[/color][/b][/h1]
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Location Building one: medical[/centre]

Niesha ran her hands over her face, rubbing them there a moment, sighing heavily, before she looked around at Chloe and Ravi. Chloe was already jumping into action, but Ravi seemed uncertain. She remembered her first few days in Newman, and shifting to face him, she said [color=yellow]”Did you want to go somewhere, i could take you… I’d like to help clean up first, Victor shouldn’t have to clean it all up by himself, but if you want to get out of here, the Mess hall is just nearby, I can take you there”[/color] She looked up as Victor entered, nodding at what he said. She didn’t think anyone would disagree with a funeral. 

[color=yellow]”A funeral… she deserves that. And maybe we need those rituals again”[/color] she said softly, [color=yellow]”I… I don’t know how to embalm, but I’ll stay and help”[/color] The thought of going back to the apartment she shared with Kristina… telling her what had happened, was too much right then, and she didn’t want to go there, didn’t want to wait for Kristina to return. 

She wanted to be doing something. [color=yellow]”I’ll return… return the meds and supplies first… “[/color] she said softly, going to start gathering what they hadn’t used, and she began to wonder just what else could go wrong in this day, what more could happen. In the space of hours, they’d lost seven members. Four dead, three gone from the community, perhaps forever. Was it one of the worst days in Newman? She hadn’t been around long enough to know… it was perhaps the second worse day for her, here though. She sighed as she continued to tidy up.