[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Sharpsburg , Main st.(F11)
[b]Skills:[/b] Sneaking, Athletics
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	[color=8dc73f]“Thank you, Ray.”[/color] Amelia replied to him, relaxing as much as she can on the couch. While she wanted to get to sleep, she also couldn't quite fall asleep right away. She noticed the lumberjack guy decided to keep heading to his own way which she could respect to a degree. He didn't know them, they were armed and it was obvious that given how injured Ray, Sam and Amelia were something had went down. So she just said a silent prayer in her mind for good luck to him and returned to her focus on Medic and Ray. Ray's wounds were more or less the stabs from when Meg died.

	She was finally ready to relax enough as the Radio came to life and they were trying to connect with any other possible survivors out there. Her mind once more went to Riley as the static could be heard. Did Riley make it out? She hoped so. How glad she would be if she could hear the other's voice. If the singer was fine, then the struggle could be worth it after all. The uncertainty of the situation was crushing her, she didn't want to allow herself to give up hope though. She felt that if she gave up hope that she'd see Riley again, it would truly happen. She couldn't allow it.

	Then she heard a faint voice through the static and she rose her head a lil to look at the radio. She didn't speak though, she was quiet and listening with both ears and eyes opened wide trying to hear anything from the other side. There was Froggy on the other end, but who else was with him? Was he alone? That wasn't likely, she could only hope that a lot of the others made it out.