[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
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A[/center]
[hr][hr]

Manny for the second time tonight was back to enjoying his nice hardwood floor of a bed. Though this time when he slept he didn't find himself back in the office he had run years ago, he found himself huddled up in a football stadium filled to the brim with people. Most of whom were refugees, but every now and then he would be able to spot a soldier patrolling the field making sure no one got into trouble. The soldiers all had the same look, the look of oncoming doom and endless fear. He almost expected that look from the other refugees, though not from the soldiers. He was hoping for cheering, professional, and an overall amazing force here to keep them safe. But what he saw were men and woman who looked death int he face, and lived to regret it. That idea scared him, if the military didn't have this who did?

Thankfully, Manny wasn't alone. Both Suzan and Jimmy had made it here with him, though they had to leave the truck to make it this far. Manny would have liked the option to ride it away if things went wrong, but if things went wrong where would they go? Though as of right now despite the poor moral things were okay. Suzan and Jimmy were alive even if Jimmy was struggling to not look like those who had already died. Manny figured that the infected woman who bit him transmitted something to Jimmy, something aggressive. The young boy would never admit it, but he was getting sick. The doctors here did a once over on him to clean his wound but had to move on. Manny had been trying to go at it every now and again since but Jimmy was reluctant to let anyone help him. He still had Manny's shotgun. Manny didn't want it right now anyways. He still had the image of the woman's head being blown apart stuck in his head. He wasn't a fan of Jimmy who seemed to be getting weaker by the moment holding the only gun between them all, but Manny couldn't bring himself to hold it, and Suzan hasn't fired a gun in her life. Manny offered to show her, but Jimmy pushed back explaining how fine he was and that he could take care of the situation if things went wrong.

Jimmy dind't do much since they arrived though, he just kind of sat there half dazed with the shotgun in his lap. Suzan had tried calling her parents back in Georgia still with no luck. Wireless phones seemed to be down. Manny noticed someone with a satellite phone who was able to make a call once, then a fight broke out as several other people tried to take the phone from him to make their own personal calls. Manny has been trying to keep busy since arriving. Helping people with simple injuries, trying to cheer them up, even seeing people he knew and trying to reassure them that the soldiers had this under control. Now, he just had to tell himself the same thing.

While trying to rest Manny noticed Jimmy had collapsed onto one of the many cots. As soon as Manny noticed this he ran over to the young boy and turned him to his side. He quickly realized it wasn't a seizure but something was wrong with him. He had started to develop a rather extreme fever that felt like it would have burnt Manny if he had held his hand there much longer. "[color=00aeef]HEY! WE NEED A DOCTOR HERE NOW![/color]" Some people had started to gather, no doctors. This was way outside of what Manny was able to take care of. He was a dentist, not paramedic. That was when he heard the all too familiar click of a hammer being pulled back on a pistol. Manny turned to see a man in his forties aiming a revolver at Jimmy. "He's infected. He gotta deal with him now before he turns into one of those beasts!" Manny had trouble believing this nonsense. Jimmy still had the flesh on his face, and sure he was fucked up a bit, but he was still breathing just fine. Manny put himself in the path of the barrel. "[color=00aeef]He's not infected. And if you don't put that thing down now we're going to have problems. He's just sick, he'll get over it and we'll all move on.[/color]" The person seemed full of rage and had a death grip on the revolver. 

All Manny could think was Where the hell are the soldiers!? "You can't prove he's not infected! And we can't chance it! If he turns here we're all dead!" Manny was ready to respond when gunshots started ringing out across the stadium. This took the attention of the man with the gun and Manny took the chance to try and grab the gun from him. It fired once in the air, and once in the ground before Manny had a grip on it. Though he had a grip on it the man was a lot younger and seemed to be a lot stronger then Manny. It wasn't until Suzan jumped on his back and wrapped her arms around his neck that he let go. By the time Manny had the gun in full the man had thrown off suzan and grabbed Jimmy, using the semi conscious boy as a shield. "Put down the gun old man." The gunshots kept ringing out, people were running all over the place. And Manny was running out of time before the chaos caught up to them. "[color=00aeef]Okay.... Just don't hurt him....[/color]" Manny set down the revolver on one of the cots. Before Manny could react the man threw Jimmy at Manny and made a dash for the gun. "BOOM!" was the only thing that came to mind as Suzan fired the shotgun at the man. The shot missed, but this got the man's attention. "[color=f7941d]GET THE FUCK OUT OF HERE![/color]" She screamed aiming the shotgun at him. It made Manny cringe a little the way she was holding it, but he wasn't going to say anything right now. 

The man eventually got the idea, and took off taking the revolver with him. "[color=00aeef]...did you miss on purpose?[/color]" She seemed concerned more then anything. "[color=f7941d]I... don't know...[/color]" Manny just put his hand on her shoulder. "[color=00aeef]Let's assume the best then, and get Jimmy out of here. Things are getting harsh really fast.[/color]" Manny slowly took the gun from Suzan, the way Jimmy had when Manny had used it. Most of the chaos was on the other side of the large structure, but how long would that last? The trio made their way for where the rest of the refugees were going. Now Manny could spot soldiers. Better late then never.