[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 - Addams Wing 
[b][color=23D5B7]Skills:[/color][/b] Stamina[/center][hr]	At least Thana seemed to realize there was still a risk that there'd be others around and Beatrice would've gone to help her confirm her sweep, but her leg was starting to hurt more and more. Each movement was beginning to take its toll on her, despite her mental determination and grit. Knowing that there weren't any other enemies to anticipate - at least, assuming that Walkers hadn't started to swarm with the noise from all of the fighting - had allowed her to relax ever so slightly. She put the safety back on her pistol. She just nodded as Thalia suggested exiting via the window, as much as she doubted that'd be a fun experience for either her or Thana. And of course, there was Alex's hand. At least she was good at climbing.  

	Thankfully, their hopefully-not-actually-an-Edenite member had medical skills, patching up Thana before he moved onto Beatrice. She sized him up for a moment, before she nodded, consenting for him to take a look at her wound. Even she wasn't exactly sure what to expect with it - the bullet could have been in there, it could have been out. [color=23D5B7]"Beatrice,"[/color] she replied simply. She didn't appreciate being called young lady, but she knew the man was trying to help her so she didn't hold him against it - very much. [color=23D5B7]"If you want, you can call me Trice,"[/color] she then added, her tone still neutral but she was consciously holding back her usual ice. Once her leg was patched up, she went to the store area and grabbed a few cans of the Spaghettios that were there, stashing them in her bag. She was good on ammunition - food was something to consider. 

	And for now, she'd stick with the two gents. Her life used to always be about survival - but now, a small part of her wanted friends as well. [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] the Buster
[b][color=00ff00]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]	Jack's heart stopped beating for a moment - Ash had sent a team to handle Eden? He didn't know that it had been Thana, James, Gavin, Beatrice, Ryan, and a few tag alongs they gained along the way. His mind instantly assumed the worst - had Ash sent Tatiana off to take on Eden? Or did the attack on Eden only anger them, causing them to go look for Newnan survivors amongst the wreckage? He was trying to stay calm, but his mind kept on generating more and more doomsday scenarios, most of them not making any sense or even being possible. 

	[color=00ff00]"Who did ya send?"[/color] Jack asked. But he didn't even get a second to process the question before the radio he had started to smoke. Apparently he hadn't turned it off properly or anything, as Jack squinted in an effort to avoid the smoke, coughing and pulling on the back of it, attempting to open up the case. Once open, he'd then tear out the batteries, putting them down next to him. He didn't want to waste batteries and he had no idea how something like this could have even happened. It was like some entity out there was just conspiring against them. 

	All he really wanted, though, was for Tatiana to be okay.