[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 - Doors across from Fitness
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] Pistol, Stamina[/center][hr]	As Thana constructed the makeshift Tornado, Beatrice took the bandana out of her hair and tied it around her bullet wound - the one that had been a graze. The one in her thigh she was fairly certain still contained the bullet and she was hoping that it'd work something like a cork. That was one lesson that she had learned during her time in juvi: resourcefulness saved lives. It had been applied to her time on the streets of Justice and even more so now, after the world had ended and they were living in the remnants. 

	It seemed to be a lesson that Thana learned as well, as Beatrice watched the magnificent explosion that Thana unleashed. She smirked slightly as she heard how impressed Gun Bait (Manny) seemed to be with Thana's abilities. Alex and Thalia had managed to land a few decent shots, with Gun Bait even getting to move forward. She couldn't help but feel like she was playing the odds of survival as she walked forward after Thana, her gun at the ready despite the immense pain from the bullet wounds. She didn't spot any hostiles in the hallway in front of them and she quickly looked over her shoulder at where they had been, seeing none behind them - just Gavin's body. However, her gut was telling her that it was too quiet and even though Thana had managed to get them an opening, it didn't mean they'd be making it out alive. 	[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] Arnco Mills Safehouse (E10)
[b][color=00ff00]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Jack woke up shortly after Ash nudged him, his heart skipping a beat. While it was probably nothing, he figured it was going to be something truly awful. Some had called him overreactive and he was known for jumping to the worst possible conclusions back at the Chicago PD - but more often than not, his mentality would often prove to be correct on occasions. There had been one particular case in Vice that sprung to mind. Everyone told him the random wedding ring the perp carried in their pockets wasn't anything to freak out over. 

	Eventually, the case had been transferred over to the homicide department, as it turned out the drug dealer was killing rival dealers and taking their rings as trophies. Jack's overreaction and paranoia had paid off. And in the present time, he heard the dog start to bark. It drew his eyes to the window and his eyes widened, as if they were about to burst out of his skull as he saw the thing of nightmares - a gigantic hoard. [color=00ff00]"...I think we're about to be Kobayashi Ma'hu'd...."[/color] Jack muttered, trying not to panic too much. His ex-girlfriend, Sutton, had been a [i]huge[/i] Star Trek fan and she had taught him about the Kobayashi Maru. He just really hoped he was wrong. 

	Jack grabbed one of the bug out bags they had found the night before, as well as the extended first aide kit, figuring they could use them. He wasn't able to carry much else without getting slowed down too much he figured, so prioritizing would be the best. [color=00ff00]"Let's get the hell outta dodge,"[/color] Jack muttered, before he headed out into the front lawn with the others, seeing that it was clear, and he went to the Hoardbuster, figuring it was in far better shape than their cars would be.