[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, A4, (Station Wagon Back Seat Driver's Side)
[color=00ff00][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]	Jack nodded a bit, wishing that the girls would come back soon. But how hard could it possibly be to change a diaper? [color=00ff00]"Well, we gotta be able to figure this out....Can't be hardah than distilling, right?"[/color] Jack reasoned. Yet he didn't feel all too confident, as he looked at his beautiful and stinky baby. He grimaced a bit, recalling Ash's choice of the word [i]heavy[/i]. He was all too certain that the diaper really was heavy. He started to rummage through the baby supplies in the car, glancing up every now and then at the darkening clouds. 

	Just like he knew something bad geologically was about to happen, he couldn't help but feel a similar bit of fear baby supply wise. The baby bag had a variety of items that Tatiana had left there and Jack pulled out one of the diapers. [color=00ff00]"Okay, Jamie, ya got any tips on how to get this on ya?"[/color] he asked the child. He stared at his baby for a moment. [color=00ff00]"Yah, I didn't think ya did eithah. Okay...Well, Uncle Ash and I, we're gonna figure this out, ya just gotta stay nice and quiet okay? Okay kiddo?"[/color] He wiped a bit of sweat that had formed off of his forehead, before he started looking for directions on these things. [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 (C8)
[color=23D5B7][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]	[color=23D5B7]"She has a can of O's. I think that's more than enough - so no sucker,"[/color] Beatrice called back to Manny. She turned her attention back to Thalia, feeling a bit out of her depth. She glanced back at Manny for a moment, contemplating what to do. She had half a mind to restrain Thalia at this rate. She didn't seem to be all too cognizant of what was good for herself. Her clothing was half off and she was messing with can openers. As Alex returned with tubing and Beatrice looked at Thalia, she nodded to herself slightly. 

	[color=23D5B7]"If the transfusion works....We should restrain her. At least until the drugs have worn off,"[/color] Beatrice reasoned. [color=23D5B7]"She isn't in any mental state to think rationally and we can't let her get herself hurt - or alert walkers to our presence. Thana might not be back until morning at this rate, so we can't afford to draw a hoarde here."[/color] She then grabbed her bottle of water, opening it up again and offering it to Thalia. It was sweltering inside and that couldn't be helping with the recovery. [color=23D5B7]"Drink,"[/color] she instructed her. [color=23D5B7]"Do you know if any of us is a match for her blood type?"[/color] Beatrice asked Manny. She didn't remember who was a match for who at the moment.