[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Thana Martin[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://68.media.tumblr.com/523ed7050654d50bbae4eb51a3735349/tumblr_inline_n767baVN661szvbv0.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Agriculture: Storage (West Side between Inner and Outer Wall) [/center][hr]
 
	Hearing the door close Thana's brow slightly as she turned away from the wheelbarrow, looking over at Ash as he came towards her. He didn't have to say anything, she could see by the look on his face that he had chosen the more private of the two options. Smirking a bit as he cupped her cheeks, her arms laced over his shoulders. [color=0072bc]"Well I don't know if ya can. Men aren't exactly known for being the best at multitasking,"[/color] she teased before his lips found hers. Tightening her arms she pulled herself closer to him and pressed her body against his; returning each nip and tease she gave her. Her eyes drifted open as the kiss opened and the smirk returned to her freshly kissed lips. 

	[color=0072bc]"I would be a bit disappointed if you'd rather be tending to tomatoes,"[/color] she said in a sly voice as she kept her form molded to his. She knew they had work to tend to, things needed to be done. That was the way it always was in this day and age. Yet she also knew that Ash had been through a lot today. Several dead, one exiled. It couldn't be easy. Especially with him thinking he was seeing things now, so maybe a bit of a distraction was a good thing but not too much. The last thing she felt he needed was for the both of them to be caught in flagrante delicto by one of the other residents of Newnan. It would call into question his judgement of handing over a lead position to someone that had only been in the town for a day. Some would call it favoritism, it wouldn't matter that she had a doctorate in the field of botany and could grow plant nearly anywhere. 

	[color=0072bc]"But we need to get this done. So let's get to work and then... clean ourselves up,"[/color] she suggested as she whispered into his ear before nipping gently at his lobe, pulling it between her teeth softly before she pulled away from him and pointed over towards a pile of bricks. A flash of desire was still in her eyes and she was pretty sure he would get the gist of what she was insinuating. At least she hoped he did, especially after last night. [color=0072bc]"Alright, get dirty or I won't have anything to clean up later,"[/color] she said with a a small chuckle as she turned and bent over to grab one of the buckets from storage. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=598527]Lola Holler[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://cdn1-www.afterellen.com/assets/uploads/2015/10/tankgirl.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Heading Towards A Meeting[/center][hr]

	Lola looked over towards Thalia and smirked. [color=598527]"Bitch please. They try to take me or my girl and they are going to be getting a good old fashion pa-pa-pa-pow!"[/color] she said holdings her hand up, balled into a fist, before her face and giving a few jabs before turning her attention back to where it should have been the entire time - the road. Yeah, she could duck and cover, let all hell break loose but that just wasn't her way. She was the one that made hell break loose and everyone else duck and cover. Sure having a tank wasn't a catch all for every but it was a damn fine foundation on which to build on, not to mention it was a very good at being a huge intimidation factor when meeting up with new people. Like having a taser or can of mace back before the world went to hell in a handbasket, by about 9000. 

	Hearing Thalia thank her she glanced over at her out of the corner of her eye. It wasn't every day that the girl said something seriously in a nice way. [color=598527]"Hey I got your back girl,"[/color] she said simply as they continued on their way. She wasn't gunning it like she could have, taking her time now as they made their turns down the road. She didn't want to get there first. If they got there first and the people they were meeting spotted the tank they might back out and she didn't want to leave Thalia with the first connection or word she had had about her family to vanish into the melting snow town. Getting there second would mean they would be there, set up, and would have to see the tank coming. Hopefully not giving them a chance to run for the hills. Plus it would give Lola a chance to weigh these people before they even arrived. If they hid and waited for them to arrive that right then would set up a red flag in her book. 

	[color=598527]"Well I say Gramps, if you hang in it through here, you might just get a full meal out of us yet,"[/color] she chuckled. She wasn't joking though as much as it could be taken that way. The man didn't have to be trucking along though a thought did hit her. This guy came out of no where, and had a walkie set. Could he know these blokes that they were meeting up with? Is that why the phone suddenly was answered after all these years? Oh yeah, her conspiracy theories were running wild today. Thing was, the idea wasn't that far out in left field. She wanted to bring it up to Thalia but in the close confines of the tank, voices traveled. She'd just have to keep an eye on this guy. 
 
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=a187be]Tatiana Korvo[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://scontent.cdninstagram.com/t51.2885-15/s480x480/e35/15538670_1799587316995431_8758437261512540160_n.jpg?ig_cache_key=MTQwNzYyMDA2MzI5Njc1NzI0MA%3D%3D.2[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Newnan's House (Building F)[/center][hr]

	Tatiana looked over towards Ray and gave him an understanding look. [color=a187be]"Hey stop that. You aren't a burden. Okay, vell you can be at times but vho isn't? That vhy ve have community, people, family. Ve all need help and eventually ve end up helping. Look at me, have baby soon. Vill be big burden to keep baby safe. But burden not burden. You vork, you help, earn place here. Vhy you here. Ve need you much as you need us,"[/color] she said in a rather firm voice for the little woman who was half standing on one foot to keep her weight off the cut. [color=a187be]"People been living with one leg longer than there been Valking corpses. Longer than there been modern medicine. Longer than there been even beer. You make it vork,"[/color] she added with a smile before turning her attention back to her husband. 

	[color=a187be]"Cleaver? He call us knife?"[/color] she asked confused. She had no idea who or what Jack was talking about with what Richard said. Shaking her head she moved on and cupped Jack's cheeks in her hands. [color=a187be]"Voice full of shit, just feeding of your doubts. Nov you listen to me husband. You can protect us. You protect me, save my life, get me here, build life for us here. Ve married nov, having baby soon. Vho else has that here? Or out there? Not many! You did that! Don't doubt yourself and just keep moving forvard. You be dad soon. Father,"[/color] she said in a loving voice that was laced with fire. It was funny how she could be so fragile and so tiny and then this fire would come out of her, a strength she kept hidden most of the time, on reserve until it was really needed. [color=a187be]"Understood?"[/color]

	Jim looked at Niesha and sighed a bit, lowering his head and shaking it. "Damn.... that sucks, I liked her," Jim said as he stared at the counter for a few moments. Looking back up at Niesha he nodded. "Right, weapons. Any trip outside the wall, no matter how quick, you need weapons," he added as he reached under the counter and pulled out a clip board, flipping through the papers on it for a minute before looking back at Niesha. "Okay, well we have our usual here. Stay out of personal labeled items as always other than your own. Grab a pack off the wall and get what you need. I can list it off on the check out sheet for you and then you sign off. Other than weapons, grab some flashlights too, don't know how much light you will have once inside the funeral home. Maybe a flare or two as well in case you guys get into trouble out there and need back up?" he suggested before turning his attention back to the clipboard and going over it. He hadn't had a chance to update it before James left, now was as good a time as any. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Gavin[/color] & [color=fff79a]Ryan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://media.giphy.com/media/9hBM85enKwGm4/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b]  Near 545 Corinth Rd, Newnan: In the woods. (Not far from the Coweta County Water Authority)[/center][hr]

	[color=fff79a]"Fucking hell, okay. Someone give me a gun cause all I got is this,"[/color] Ryan said pulling out his machete and tucking it into his belt. Sure, a machete was a great weapon to have. It never ran out of ammo, was easy to use, didn't take a lot of training. Thing was, it was for up close and personal and Ryan really didn't fancy getting close enough to anyone right then if shit went down. He rather just shot them. Granted, Ryan didn't have a lot of training in guns, only knew how to use a shotgun and well those were the easiest to learn. Spray from buckshot had a much better chance at hitting than a single bullet from a pistol if someone wasn't highly trained. 

	[color=f26522]"Aww man, I got's this,"[/color] Gavin said with a broad grin as he pulled out his shotgun and handed it over to Ryan with a box of shells. Ryan took it and loaded it up, giving Gavin a slight nod before looking over towards Beatrice. He wasn't sure if she was going to stick around, especially now that they had learned that even after dealing with these fuckers they were meeting up with, their next stop was Eden. Ryan didn't like that idea one fucking bit but he was out there to have James' back, and well he did know Eden better than anyone that had been in Newnan. 

	Gavin pulled out his M1191 and his .357 Sig, getting them ready. [color=f26522]"Damns, whats I wouldn't be giving fer my old M25 SwS, could pick a tick off a deers ass at 900 yards with that baby,"[/color] he chuckled thinking back to his old sniper rifle. It was a good one and he was a good shot. Sadly it had been lost along the way over the years. He had always been careful with it but shit went down and when shit goes down sometimes you gotta leave a few things behind. Sadly that gun was one of them. 

	Ryan cocked a brow, he really didn't know a lot about guns but hearing that distance told him that Gavin was at least a good shot. Glancing over towards James, Ryan was ready to go but not before dropping a piece of advice in an odd manner. [color=fff79a]"Well ain't that interesting? What, you a sniper?"[/color] he asked Gavin while still looking at James. 

	[color=f26522]"Naw man, never trained fer that with the big guys buts I did learn to handle the systems over the years. Damn fine shots I be. Ain't be as good with a pistol as Strawberry though, that girl... damn..."[/color] he said in a dreamy voice. Ryan kept his eyes on James still.

	[color=fff79a]"Sounds like shooting ran in the family,"[/color] he remarked, referring to Zoies skills with a gun. If Gavin was anything like the Leesburg girls, James just might have a rifle or two that Gavin could be put to good use with.