[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f26522]Gavin[/color], [color=fff79a]Ryan[/color], & [color=598527]Lola[/color][/i][/b][/h1][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] The Meeting[/center][hr]

	[color=f26522]"Well slap me ass and call me Sally,"[/color] Gavin muttered to himself as he watched the tanks lid pop open and a bleach blonde thin woman pop right out like a whack a mole. He wasn't sure what to think and couldn't hear them but through his scope it didn't seem like she was being hostile. Then another woman popped out, this time with dark hair. Two women driving a tank through the end of the world? Now he had seen everything. 

	Ryan was just about as flabbergasted as Gavin was as he stood there. As James went towards the tank to talk he stayed right the fuck where he was. His hand on his gun. Not that he thought it could do a damn thing about the tank but hey there were two warm bodies without armor right now. Those his gun could handle but he had a feeling that old Tex-ass would get off a shot before he did. Still he wasn't taking a step closer. 

	Lola looked over towards Thalia and smirked a bit. [color=598527]"What?"[/color] she said mocking her friend before grinning widely. [color=598527]"Aww don't you be worrying gramps. My baby is all that and a bad of devils. We will be fine. Trust me!"[/color] she giggled before climbing fully out of the tank and hopping down onto the ground, her boots crunching in the snow. This woman either had no fear or was a loon from what Gavin was watching. 

	[color=598527]"Hey, which one of you is the spotted dick we were speaking to on the phone?"[/color] she called out as she looked at James and then her eyes darted towards the other two at the truck. [color=598527]"Come on! Which one? I got places to go. Gotta get my nails done and pick up my dry cleaning from Eaters Cleaning down off 85,"[/color] she said with a psychotic chuckle. 

	[color=fff79a]"Fucking hell, Aussie there done lost her mind,"[/color] Ryan said a little louder than he meant to. 

	[color=598527]"Hey! I ain't an Aussie! I am a mother fucking Kiwi!"[/color]

[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) -> Home (Building A) [/center][hr]

	Thana looked over to Ash and cocked a brow. [color=0076a3]"Well I already have one,"[/color] she said as she patted the side arm on her hip. [color=0076a3]"But if we are going on a full run, it probably wouldn't be a bad idea to have another and some spare clips,"[/color] she said as she left the storage building in Agriculture. Heading back in the direction of their home instead of the distillery. Plans had changed and while she needed to get this work done it could be put off for the evening. Especially considering it would probably be a good idea to get Ash outside of the walls and facing real life threats instead of whatever he had heard or seen in his head. Maybe it would help clear his mind. She could only hope. 

	Once they made it back to the house she unlocked the door with the key and stepped inside. [color=0076a3]"I will grab my bag, I have a spare clip in it. And my knife,"[/color] she said before moving down the hallway. She had stowed her gear in a closet that morning, in the room where she had changed the day before. She just wanted it out from under foot and didn't want to leave her things laying about for someone to trip over. 

	Checking her clip she shoved it in her pocket and gabbed her knife. She needed to sharpen it when she got a chance but it was still in good enough condition not to worry about it at this point. It couldn't cut silk but it could still cut through flesh and rotting bones. It would do. She was just about to shove her pack back into the closet before she thought better of it and grabbed her rope from it. She didn't know what she might need it for but hell, never know. Now that she was ready, well as ready as she thought she needed to be, she put her pack back and closed the closet door. 

	Moving out of the room she headed back down the hallway and glanced around. [color=0076a3]"Hey, Captain Tight Pants, ready when you are,"[/color] she called out as she leaned against the wall by the door and waited for Ash to join her. The sooner she got him out of town the better. The man didn't need to constantly be reminded of everyone that died that day right now. He needed a breather. She just hoped that with everything going wrong right now something else wouldn't go wrong while they were gone to them or to the town. It could just make shit that much worse.