[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=0072bc]Evelina Lucas[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://78.media.tumblr.com/a38179c95ff6fd29c2243ace25cee92f/tumblr_ooxzenWKrS1ssmpago6_250.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Oak Tree -> Kitchen House[/center][hr]
	Wanting to ensure that their newest arrival was not overwhelmed with too many people to begin with, Evelina made quick steps away from the Oak Tree and towards the old farm house that had been re-purposed to be the kitchen on the grounds. It had been a home at one point, back when the plantations main house was being constructed but once that was completed it was turned into the kitchen. It was a good idea for the deep south back in a time before air conditioning. Keeping that much heat away from the main rooms during the long summer months. Winter was not something that they had to worry about even without a loop. It was quaint in it's appearance but Eve had to admit it could do with a fresh coat of paint yet that was something they never bothered with. It would just be undone come the reset of the day so why bother. It hadn't crossed her mind to do it before the loop was set in place. 

	Making her way of the few steps until she reached the patio Evelina could smell something brewing, thankfully it smelled like food and not some other concoction. The Dice had no doubt in her mind that Gio and Nancy would be up to their usual bag of tricks today and in abundance. It had been sometime since they welcomed new faces that would remain on the grounds, so she had already braced herself. As her hand came to the door knob she turned it carefully and pushed the door open, letting it swing freely as she stood there. No bucket of water or oatmeal came down, that was a good sign. Perhaps not good, they were probably planning something far worse but at least she didn't need to go and change her clothing already. 

	Walking into the Kitchen House she stopped in her tracks as she spotted Gilbert sitting there. Her jaw tightened slightly as she let out a breath before she spoke as she approached him. [color=0072bc]"[sub]1[/sub]Γιατί δεν με εκπλήσσει? Καθίστε εδώ σε τίποτα, αλλά θα θεωρούνταν ένα πανί ύφανσης πριν από χίλια χρόνια. Δεν έχετε τρόπους? Ξέρετε ότι λαμβάνουμε αρκετά νέα παράδοξα σήμερα το πρωί. Είναι αυτό που θέλετε να τους χαιρετήσετε? Θα περίμενα τόσο πολύ από τον Γκιό και τον Νανσύ, αλλά εσείς?[/color] she rambled in a huff as she gripped her pipe in her hand. Taking a long puff from it she let the smoke flow out from her lips before she considered continuing. Then she smelled something else in the air, sniffing slowly as she started to roam around the room and finally stopped over at the oven. Reaching over she grasped the handle and pulled the door open, peeking inside. She shut it abruptly before her head snapped around and her eyes narrowed towards him. 

	[color=0072bc]"[sub]2[/sub]Σοβαρά Gilbert, έχουμε μια γραμμή στην οποία να στεγνώσει τα ρούχα μας. Ακόμα κι αν δεν το έχουμε, έχετε άλλο ένα παντελόνι?"[/color] It was more than obvious that she was had crossed the line from proper to vexed as she spoke. Lady Lucas normally held her adopted Yorkshire accent and English language at all times but when she became stressed she would often slip into another language from her past. Greek tended to be the one she spoke to Gilbert in when he had unnerved her because of his improper ways. It was the language she had first spoken to him in and is always dwindled back to that at moments such as this. Sadly she could not say this was the first time she had found him in his underwear sitting in the kitchen. 

	Bringing her pipe back to her mouth she took a puff, letting the smoke curl from her lips as she spoke again. [color=0072bc]"[sub]3[/sub]Λοιπόν, τι έχετε να πείτε για τον εαυτό σας?"[/color] It wasn't as if she expected a good excuse from him for this. She was in all honesty half expecting him to just smirk, shrug, and continue eating. He might have been the first of them to come into consciousness, therefor making him the eldest on some playing field but there were many times she wondered if he just wouldn't grow up in some respects or if he just liked tormenting her like this. It could go either way. 
	
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1 - Why am I not surprised? You sitting here in nothing but would be considered a loin cloth a thousand years ago. Have you no manners? You know we are receiving several new Paradoxes this morning. Is this how you wish to greet them? I would expect as much from Gio and Nancy but you? 

2- Seriously Gilbert, we do have a line in which to dry our clothing. Even if we did not, you do have another pair of pants do you not?

3 - Well, what do you have to say for yourself?
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[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=ed145b]Alicia Gonzalez[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/7e/46/a9/7e46a949db3512029971b34b641f2d15.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b]Location:[/b] Ville au Camp: Oak Tree[/center][hr]
	This was to be expected, lady Lucas had warned Alicia that people arrived very distorted and confused. Alicia herself had but had readily accepted that she was dead considering the memories she had of her death. Justice was never a place for justice... Taking a breath she crouched down and tilted her head to the side. [color=ed145b]"Okay, let's try this again slowly. My... name... is... Alicia..."[/color] she said slowly, drawing it out far more than really needed to be done but she had already told the girl her name. If she couldn't retain that, they might be shit out of luck. No, she had this. Just take it slowly, ease the girl into the whole death thing. Don't scare her or anything like that. 

	[color=ed145b]"Bitch, you're dead."[/color] Yeah, that was great. Just rip that bandage right off. Wiggling her brows a bit she smiled towards her. [color=ed145b]"Don't know this Niesha but I do know Newnan. Hell I used to live there, guess it was before yer ass showed up,"[/color] she said pulling the clip board out from behind her and looking down at the paper. [color=ed145b]"Oh hell, you came into Newnan the day I died. Ain't that a bitch. That was a fucked up day."[/color] Shrugging a bit she looked back over towards Sophia and righted herself, pressing on her knee slightly to give her leverage as she stood up. 

	[color=ed145b]"I know its a lot to take in but you aren't in Kansas anymore, hell you ain't even in Georgia anymore. This is Louisiana, and it ain't 2010 chica. It's 1943,"[/color] she said as she took a step back and leaned against the tree, crossing her arms over her chest and tucking the clipboard under her arm as she did. It seemed that Alicia needed to work on her whole greeting new people thing but hey, it was her first. As far as she was concerned it wasn't half bad. It could have been worse, a lot worse. 

	[color=ed145b]"Listen, yeah sucks to be dead but hey, get this. None of them damned flesh eaters waltzing around here,"[/color] Alicia said trying to lighten the mood a bit. Yeah, there weren't walkers about her but there could be on any mission they got sent on and there were worse things that went bump in the night from what she had been told. She wasn't going to tell Sophia that though, that shit could wait and Alicia figured one of the Emendators could break her in on that stuff.