[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://68.media.tumblr.com/22eda859b7c9444f80616d2c1d8eb846/tumblr_inline_mftqlbVg8Q1rxv9kr.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=23D5B7]Location:[/color][/b] Eden - Tank on Right Fork Of Road Between 21 and Main Eden Building
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] Tank Gunner Amateur[/center][hr]	[color=23D5B7]"By that definition, the Russians are yanks,"[/color] Beatrice pointed out with a bit of a smirk. She couldn't help but be amused by that definition, though she understood where it came from. Lola was a Kiwi - there was little point in her specifying a dividing line within the United States to separate people from Yanks and not-Yanks. It would have been fun, however, to see the reactions of the Southerners in Newnan being called a yank. Or even the ones from Boston - Yankees were always a New York thing in Beatrice's opinion. 

	She fell quiet as Lola got the tank into position, looking through the scope and adjusting her aim. She had already reloaded a while ago, so she didn't need to attend to that. Using her various skills, Beatrice didn't hesitate to fire off the shot, having taken aim at the building. Sure, she might have wanted to wait a few seconds, that way Gavin could take cover, but she figured the hesitation wouldn't have been worth it. Newnan had been hesitating when it came to taking action for far too long anyways. And look where it had gotten them...
[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Hudson[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]http://pa1.narvii.com/5927/867aa9ebd1dbed9e2871d457832358ba7839c70d_hq.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][b][color=00ff00]Location:[/color][/b] Parking Lot Behind the Mt. Zion Methodist Church 
[b][color=00ff00]Skills:[/color][/b] Survival[/center][hr]	Jack punched the air, a bit goofy but beyond thrilled that they had a working vehicle. If he wasn't in a committed relationship with his soul mate, he could have kissed Tiffany right then. He nodded as Tiffany offered to drive. [color=00ff00]"I drive like a cop, might be bettah if you drive,"[/color] he said jokingly. It was one of the ironies he had found working as a cop - all cops tended to be terrible at following traffic laws. [color=00ff00]"But if you speed, I'm pullin' ya ovah and writin' you a ticket."[/color] He gave her a grin before he climbed into the car.

	He was about to tell Tiffany to seriously take it slowly, when she did just that. Between the ice and the walkers, he didn't want to risk damaging this car. [color=00ff00]"We gotta head north,"[/color] Jack explained. It took him a moment to orient himself before he pointed northward to Tiffany. It was one of his lesser known talents when it came to survival. Of course, the main reason he knew the compass directions was that he used them to assign security teams at Newnan - and because he knew that they had headed north from Newnan to get to Arnco Mills, so going north still was their only real option.