[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b] Quincy : Inside house (D7 -> Garage - G6)
[color=662d91]Skills: [/color]N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Alexander was torn. Did he enjoy the time waiting for something interesting or important happen, or was as aganozing as some people felt it was? It all depended on two things; if he was with people he enjoyed the company of or just being by himself in a calm place, and if he had anything to do to pass the time. Most time out in the jungle they had nothing to pass the time. Well maybe they did, but playing a game of cards or small-talking with the guy lying next to you in the jungle mud wasn't always the things you wanted to if you knew Charlie could strike any second. Back home it was much easier, being with his wife or passing the time fiddling with electronics. Here though, neither were tragically any options. 

He was put on watch-duty by Thana, and keeping watch was what he was going to do. But after a while of standing and sitting up against a wall with nothing happening, Alexander felt the need to stretch his leg. Getting up on his good leg and the walking cane, the veteran limped out of the main room and slowly into the garage. [color=662d91]"So this is where Navy did her magic?"[/color] Alexander mused to himself, looking around the garage for…something. It wasn't that he was looking for anything particular, but he figured it was worth a shot, just to get moving. He carefully sat down his knees, thankfully possibly since the leg was taken off beneath the knee and not above it, even if it was a little painful. 

Alexander quickly went through various containers and corners, and soon had gathered what he figured could be useful later, especially since it would appear that the windows were starting to crack; Nails. There weren't a whole lot of them, but he felt satisfied with his find, and eventually made his way back to Beatrice, Manny and Thalia. [color=662d91]"How is she holding up, Manny?"[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B8860B]Nigel "Hadrian" Cooper[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=#B8860B]Location:[/color][/b] Okefenokee: D12 -> D11
[color=#B8860B]Skills: [/color]Scouting, Survival[/center][hr][hr]

Nigel really didn't know what had come over him, but with every step he and Robert took up the road, the better he felt that it had come and pass. Surely it had just been…something that happened to most people, right? A very temporal mental breakdown. His students had those all the time, and this was the end of the world; if something like that was going to happen, this had to be the right time for it? Right? Right. Nigel "Hadrian" shook the incident quickly off, turning his attention back to the two tasks at hand; survial and talking with Robert. 

[color=#B8860B]"Ehm…Like I said, was at a fair when the Endtimes started happening, and this was what I had. And so far, I have to say it has worked well enough for me to keep it. And yes before you ask, it is real."[/color] Nigel continued saying to Robert, referring to his Roman gear which some he had made himself actually. Back in the day he was constantly asked if he had bought it, or if it was made of foam, and each time he got more tired of the question. But Robert had been the least judgemental of him and his choice of equipment, so that was something. 

While he kept walking, Nigel picked up his gaze and started scouting their surroundings. From experience, and what he had tried to avoid just down the road when they all first met, he knew that the Undead loved following noise. And with Wayne up there clearly Having such a good time, Nigel "Hadrian" worried that they could get swarmed by the minions of Hades anytime. He looked and looked, but the only thing that kept popping up in front of his eyes, taking all the attention that his mind could muster was what he apparently hadn't noticed before. 

[color=#B8860B]"Robert? Do you see…wow, trees. I didn't notice those before. Have they always been there, or have I been blinded in an odd twist of Greek fate?"[/color]

What in the name of Jupiter was wrong with him?