[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Newnan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/442k6dwH/Dean-_Bobby-_John-dean-and-bobby-john-22849364-500-281.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=00ff00][b]Location:[/b][/color] Headland: E. Main Street (E7)
[color=00ff00][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Survival[/center][hr]	Jack did a quick look around as Tatiana finished off the assailant, not spotting anything out of the ordinary. The rain was starting to stop slightly and he noted the orange tint to the sky. He hadn't spent the entirety of his last five years in Georgia, having ended up in the south from Illinois, so he didn't know its meaning. Instead, he knelt down next to the car, staring at his beautiful baby boy. Jamie was absolutely perfect - there was a tinge of anger in his gut at the scar on Jamie's hand, but everyone had scars these days. And those responsible were dead or dying, he was certain.  

	[color=00ff00]"Hi Jamie,"[/color] he whispered, a tear falling from his eye as he smiled, looking at the baby. He felt overwhelmed by emotion and a desire to protect this small little creature - [i]his son[/i]. He had hazel eyes - Tatiana's eyes. Jack couldn't help but smile at that, having to brush away a stray tear once more or they would threaten to overwhelm him. [color=00ff00]"He's so beautiful, Solovey,"[/color] Jack said, his voice cracking slightly on the word [i]beautiful.[/i] He already knew that he would do anything to protect his child - yet he made that vow to himself again quietly, entranced by the adorable infant. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://s15.postimg.cc/asek75y0r/source.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=23D5B7][b]Location:[/b][/color] Quincy: Inside House (D13 --> D8)
[color=23D5B7][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Bow[/center][hr]	Beatrice glanced at Manny for a moment, observing him quietly. While he was right, Thana had put [i]her[/i] in charge. She walked across the room, back to where the others were, keeping a hand on her bow. While leadership wasn't her thing, she wasn't going to fail at it without trying. She did a quick glance around the room, making sure there weren't any dangers that had been overlooked, before she turned to Manny and Alex. She didn't imagine Thalia would be waking up any time soon. [color=23D5B7]"I guess you have your answer,"[/color] Beatrice told Alex, as Thalia seemed to be mumbling something.

	Yet as time passed, new dangers were presented. Three of the windows were cracked and Beatrice grimaced. As Manny returned from watch, she was keeping a sharp eye on the windows. [color=23D5B7]"Not to change the subject, but the wind is concerning me,"[/color] Beatrice admitted. [color=23D5B7]"I'm from California. To me, our best answer would be to get to the room with the fewest windows just in case one of them shatters and a piece of debris flies in whilst Thalia's in recovery. But I'd like to hear opinions from those of you who have lived in this area longer."[/color]