[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00aeef]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.pinimg.com/originals/33/16/fe/3316fe559f13dd3bbefa84bd6e602b5e.jpg[/img][/center][hr][hr]
[center][b]Location:[/b] Quincy, Florida: E9.  House, G10 -> B9
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A [/center]
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Manny was ready to wake up, the inside of his mind was hell, seeing all those who had not made it to this point of the end. In his dreams he had run outside of his building trying to get away from all of this madness. Once outside he found himself in a field of tall grass, maybe up to his knees. He was scared, he was tired, so he sat down looking across the grassy field. Behind him, the undead forms of those he had known were slowly making their way to him. "[color=00aeef]Oh god... what have I done...[/color]" He just wanted things to be back to normal, he wanted to be back in his own bed, in his own home, he was ready to fall asleep in his own life and not wake up in this nightmare. "Pull yourself together." A voice spoke from behind him. Turning he saw a man only a handful of years younger then Manny. "[color=00aeef]Al'? What are.... you're...[/color]" The man that Manny knew as Al' sat down by the doctor. "You're better then this. Stop acting like a pussy and pull yourself together you old bastard." Manny tried not to burst out laughing at Al's words. "[color=00aeef]Great words of motivation. You pick it up from you uncle?[/color]" Al' shrugged. "Maybe, he still had the common sense to not let himself fall apart." He stopped in his thoughts for a moment. "At least until he drank most the bottle. Then he might a little."

Manny looked back at the group of undead behind them, they were taking their time. They were in no rush, and Manny wasn't moving any time soon. "[color=00aeef]You still never answered my question.[/color]" Al' chuckled. "I am knocking some sense into you, though not literally, you get a free pass there. So don't waste it, I don't normally do that. Jimmy was a good kid, but he was reckless. Even if he somehow didn't get himself infected then he would have at the stadium. If not then, soon after. What he did later wasn't you either, and if you say that again I will hit you." He said this with a blank face, giving the impression he actually might. "[color=00aeef]He asked me to shoot him.[/color]" Manny said this, realizing he still had the shotgun in his hand. "Yeah, and you made the choice to be human. I would have fuckin' crushed his skull in. I really don't think you want to be like how I was. Infact, I think you worked on making me less of a dick. People fuck up, so grow a pair and keep doing what you do best." Manny set aside the gun. "[color=00aeef]That is?[/color]" Manny asked, hoping he wouldn't say something stupid like pulling teeth. "I don't know, I didn't think I would get this far. Was sort of hoping that would be enough to get you back in track. Seems like I at least got your attention." Manny gave a fast glance at the horde again, hundreds of people he had once known, all making their way over.

"[color=00aeef]They're getting closer.[/color]" Al' shrugged. "Let 'em. You have bigger problems, like real people and not your own ego complex to worry about. Take care of them, and stop letting you fucking doubts get in your way. Grief yeah sure whatever, but stop letting it get in the way you old fart." Manny smiled. "[color=00aeef]Congrats, you only swore once that time. I get what you're saying... Just... I'm getting old, and it's showing. What if I can't do what I need to do anymore?[/color]" Al' stood up. "It's bullshit then, you seem fine to me? Fucking man up. Hell, you got your hands, you got a gun, you got enough of a brain? Use them." Manny didn't speak for a while. When he decided he did know what to say he looked at his former friend. They smiled for a moment, Manny wouldn't have minded this lasting a while. Though, it would be cut short by a loud thud and a lot of commotion. 

Manny woke up watching Thalia struggling on the floor half naked. "[color=00aeef]What the fuck?[/color]" Took him a moment to realize what was going on, then he remembered the hell from his dreams were a lot more real then he would have preferred. He also had a patient who was drugged up on whatever they could scrap up. As Manny was standing up Alexander walked over to him checking on his waking state. "[color=00aeef]I'm up yeah, debating about sleeping still, but back.[/color]" Looking at Thalia again, she was getting help by Beatrice which meant Manny had a moment to wake up. "[color=00aeef]It has been a while, but scavenging runs take a while. If she's not back by morning we can try for something then. It would be stupid for us to go out at night in our condition unless we knew exactly where she went. What we should consider now is what we'll do when this weather breaks and day comes.[/color]" Manny got up and made his way to Thalia, mostly trying to keep his balance along the way. "[color=00aeef]How's she doing? Drugs hitting her harder then planned?[/color]" A transfusion might help, Manny lacked on him what they needed to do a proper one though. The house might have something but he didn't think it was likely. No harm in looking though? Not like he had anything better to do.