[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 (D10 -> F6)
[color=662d91]Skills: [/color]None[/center][hr][hr]

It was sounding like they had a plan. Now they had two people who possibly could donate blood to Captain Sky-high, and Manny seemed to think that they'd be better off doing the blood transfusion tomorrow instead of that same night, instead getting some much needed and duly deserved rest. Alexander could get behind that plan, he was tired too. They all were, and sweating like just-deployed soldiers under fire for the first time. [color=662d91]"We can't do much in the dark anyway like you say, so it's up to you Manny. Who do you think is best for the transfusion? Bea or me?"[/color] Alexander asked Manny, letting the doctor decide. He himself was more than willing to donate, but he knew from experience to listen to what the medic told you, less you wanted to die. 

Then Thalia chimmed in with a plan for getting light and air-circulation, when Mugsy had failed on the first part. Alexander thought it sounded workable at first, starting to limp over to where Thalia's bag where and pulling it clumsly to the fireplace. [color=662d91]"Mind helping our girls, Manny?"[/color] He'd do it himself, but having two legs was by those days a standard for helping others with two feet. But the plan that Thalia had given suddenly left a sour taste in his mouth once he reached the fireplace. It had been too dark to see, but standing closer he thought of something else. [color=662d91]"Wait...don't break the window."[/color] he suddenly warned the others. [color=662d91]"I feel breaking a window is a bad idea, and we don't need it. Look."[/color] He continued, dropping Thalia's bag and reaching up to something above the fireplace. [color=662d91]"We can vent the room with this. It's better this way."[/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: E3 (outside) -> B4 (Fishing Camp inside) 
[color=#B8860B]Skills: [/color]Scouting, Sword Fighting, Close quarter combat[/center][hr][hr] 

Nigel looked at Erika behind her back with a look of "Well excuse me, Princess." after she stated it was of course clear. If he wasn't taking precautions and checking where they were going, even if they had already been there, then he felt they were still walking in blind. There was always the chance that another horde of undead had wandered into her 'cleared' area. But Nigel "Hadrian" didn't push the issue as the group made their way into the camp with Wayne's homemade torch. He was tired, sweaty and in need of a good night's sleep, and as a teacher he knew when to pick his battles. This wasn't one of them, not now.  

Wayne on the other hand decided that he was having the equivalent of a 3rd Punic War with the door, and forced his way in like a war elephant. Loud as one too. But when he announced it was clear, Nigel went in after Erika to follow-up with the clearing. Erika quickly found medical packs that they certainly could have a use for. [color=#B8860B]"That's great. Let's keep looking and making sure we have the building for ourselves."[/color] Nigel said back to her, though not before he too heard the creaking floorboard. He too kneeled down and started to pull up the board, which in turn revealed a stash of canned foods and water bottles. [color=#B8860B]"Fortuna est impar ac pauci, it would seem. Now we just need to secure this place for the night, and we're all set. It was good we stumbled upon you then, Erika."[/color]