[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 F (The Newnans' House)[/center][hr][hr]	Jack nodded at Tatiana's words. They were things that he had thought he had already internalized. Sure, he had an incredibly overprotective nature, but...Well, the Massachusetts native didn't like to think about those fears and those doubts. Perhaps he had been repressing them all this time, but he couldn't help but doubt it. He had gotten married the day before. But then again, with all of the death and the fact that he had heard Dick's voice...Maybe Tatiana was right. 

	Maybe he was afraid of becoming a father? He never had a male role model growing up. His own father had been a piece of shit. As soon as he was old enough to understand, Jack would refuse to see his father. He hardly ever saw his own siblings, his half-sisters. He had meant to go connect with his half-sister Georgiana before the outbreak - she had made it big in college hockey, apparently - but the undead had gotten in the way of that. His mother died as well. Too much loss. 

	[color=00ff00]"Yes, ma'am,"[/color] Jack responded. 

	He forced a bit of a smile at Ray. Thinking about his own doubts and fears wasn't easy. [color=00ff00]"We're thinkin' James - maybe wanna tack on Sally there or somethin'. I think somethin' Russian would be good as well."[/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]: Near 545 Corinth Rd, Newnan: In the woods. (Not far from the Coweta County Water Authority)[/center][hr][hr]	Beatrice cracked a smile at James' comments. [color=#23D5B7]"James, you haven't met my demons yet. I can handle your darkness. The real question is if you can handle mine,"[/color] Beatrice pointed out. She was from Justice after all. She was publicly a process server, but her real job was finding anyone and everyone. Sometimes it was to help out a gang or an organization. Sometimes it was to help grieving family members. It didn't matter to her, as long as she got paid. Her own preservation came first at all times. 

	Helping James fight Eden was probably one of the few selfless acts of her lifetime. As James told Gavin about the various weapons they have, Beatrice's eyes swept over the items in the truck once more. She hadn't managed to finish taking stock by any means, but she had been able to assemble a partial list. [color=#23D5B7]"This inventory isn't complete, but we have,"[/color] Beatrice began, before rattling off a partial list of the items in the truck. 

	Beatrice then rolled her wrists and cracked her knuckles. They were feeling a little stiff and she preferred to have them loose, ready for anything. There was a reason she worked as a trainer in Newnan. She knew how to fight, how to survive. She could've been the poster child for the gritty survivalist, except for the fact that Beatrice would hate for her photograph to be taken. In her line of work, anonymity had been a useful tool. It was easier to find people when you weren't recognizable. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=ff6600]Chloe[/color] & [color=00ccff]Ravi[/color][/h1][img]https://s26.postimg.org/h9j0x6jah/cravi.gif[/img][/center][hr][center][b]Location[/b]: Building 6 (the Armory)[/center][hr][hr]	[color=00ccff]"Oh? Me too!"[/color] Ravi eagerly added, before realizing how poorly worded that had been. [color=00ccff]"I mean, I investigated crime. I sent a lot of blokes off to prison."[/color] But unfortunately, it hardly seemed to amuse Chloe. The ginger shot him a look that basically was a mixture of [i]you said that already[/i] and [i]what the hell, man?[/i] Had Ryan been there, she likely would've either complained to him about the Brit or asked him to make Ravi buzz off. Likely both on a day like this. She wasn't in a people friendly mood. 

	[color=ff6600]"Nothing different than when you were here a few minutes ago,"[/color] Chloe replied to Riley. It hadn't been long since she had seen her twin - they had just left medical not too long ago. Nothing shocking or surprising had happened, beyond the Brit constantly repeating things she already knew. Honestly, straight men. They could be so irritating. 

	[color=ff6600]"Yo, Jim! Need weapons for me and the Brit. On the same detail as Niesha,"[/color] Chloe said, walking quickly over to Jim as soon as she had spotted him. 

	[color=00ccff]"What she said,"[/color] Ravi said to Riley, forcing a bit of a smile. [color=00ccff]"The plan is the same as before - pop on over, get the chemicals I need to embalm Miss Sally, and return here in time for supper."[/color]