[hr][hr][center][h1][color=yellow]Niesha Burkstein[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=yellow]Location:[/color][/b] the Hoardbuster
[color=yellow]Skills:[/color]N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Niesha looked behind them towards the Hoardbuster, seeing that Riley was having some difficulty standing. Watching her, Niesha gave her a smile when all seemed okay, even if Riley’s movements were a little comical. [color=yellow]”You okay Riley? That seemed oddly cartoonish.”[/color] She said in a light voice. She knew she shouldn’t be treating all this with a jovial heart, but after everything, being a light light-hearted was actually quite… relieving. Or maybe she was just bat crap crazy. Who knew? She looked back to Ash, and smiled. [color=yellow]”Alright.”[/color] she said, shifting her bow to be ready to use it. It felt like forever since she had been called Ma’am, and she wondered if Ash was alright. 

Well, they all weren’t alright… pushing that thought aside, she turned her attention to what they needed to do, watching Ash toy with the undead, bringing it closer until he could stab his knife into the things skull. As it dropped, she relaxed slightly. They could do this… they could survive. They could find other survivors… it was going to happen. She just had to keep thinking like that. She turned towards Ash and nodded at his orders. She could give him cover fire. Shifting her stance slightly, she knocked an arrow, ready to fire if she needed to. 

She glanced about them, seeking any sign of walkers. She was no longer worried about the living- if they were around, surely they would have seen some sign of them already. And there wasn’t much they could do about living anyway. She turned her attention to covering Ash, the bow ready to use.