[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=598527]Wayne Maldonado[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://www.syfy.com/sites/syfy/files/giphy_187.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Wewahitchka, Florida (D8)
[b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b] "Detecting"[/center][hr]
	Wayne didn't move far, only a few more steps towards the helicopter. There was a man in the street before him so it wasn't like he could just push the man aside. Oh who are we kidding. That is exactly what Wayne would do and nearly did. Until his keen sense of detective skills kicked in and he heard something. It was high pitched and he wasn't sure where it was coming from as of yet but turning his head to the left some he spotted something down the street. Now he wasn't sure what it was but his brows rose comically as he tilted his head to the side with a perplexed looked on his face as he crossed his arms over his chest. 

	[color=598527]"Did I just hear a fucking duck quack?"[/color] he asked. (19 on a Perception Check) He honestly wasn't sure if he was hearing things or if it was real but he was obviously bringing attention to what he thought he heard. Granted not everyone would hear it. The chopper might have been powering down and all so it was quieter than it had been but then again, it was still noisy as fuck and people were talking and where the noise he thought he heard had come from a ways down the street. So there was a good chance whatever he heard was in his head. Not that Wayne ever heard or saw things that weren't there, right?

	The words of the man in front of him got his attention though and he laughed out loud at them. [color=598527]"Or your ass could be making shit up and you were the one that used the cat. Fucking sicko,"[/color] he chuckled as he stood there and shrugged a bit. Looking over at Erica he laughed. [color=598527]"Shit, my screws are just fine, it's the bolts that give me issues. So what do you think Sportacus? Think this fucker did shit with cats?"[/color] he asked before a orange tabby ran through the scene and between Wayne's legs before bolting off towards Ash and the rest. [color=598527]"See, fucking cat knows to stay away from you."[/color]

[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Tatiana Newnan[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]http://www.tvworthwatching.com/img/pages/RPQHOBXVVZ2FLYJ.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Wewahitchka, Florida: C8
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Psychology[/center][hr]
	[color=a187be]"I see it too,"[/color] Tatiana said to Amelia's question. It was a valid one. From what she knew many had seen and heard a lot of things when Newnan fell that wasn't there. It wasn't out of the question that after all this time being alone that someone might hallucinate something but if that were the case, then they all were falling for it and she didn't think that was the case. Mass visions was not exactly something that was ever common, granted five years ago, the dead walking and trying to eat you wasn't common either. 

	Tatiana looked over at the woman as she climbed through the chopper. She didn't hear the duck go off and couldn't see the people on the other side of the helicopter but it seemed that this woman was pointing her out to others. Her eyes twitched as she spotted the older man in front of the helicopter, he was in the direct line of sight so he wasn't hard to miss. She felt herself swallow slightly as her lips thinned. [color=a187be]"Ten... ten months,"[/color] she said in a thick heavy Russian accent. 

	Looking down at her baby she held him closer and closed her eyes for a minute before he sneezed. Her hand coming up and wiping away the snot with the back of her sleeve. Looking back up like a weak and wounded little bird she bit her bottom lip. [color=a187be]"He sick, please... help,"[/color] she pleaded in a meek voice. Glancing over towards Jack she heard him and nodded but kept talking after Ash introduced himself. [color=a187be]"Da, friends of Thana. Navy girl, um.. please....help."[/color] Her voice was even meeker than before. 
	
[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Update[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 15th, 2012[hr][img]https://i.ibb.co/TK5k1q8/Wewahitchka2.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b] Wewahitchka, Florida[/center]
	[b]Temperature:[/b] 89F (32C)
	[b]Humidity:[/b] Fucking High (Around 99%) - Raining off and on all day
	[b]Wind Speed:[/b] 7 MPH (11 KPH)
	[b]Cloud Coverage:[/b] About 66% covered with thick dark clouds[hr]

	Spots quirked a brow at the girls answer and plea before Ash introduced himself. She didn't act like she heard anything else, her eyes staying fixed on the group in front of her. "Young. Don't even want to know how you survived this long," Spots said before glancing over her shoulder towards Maddog who was looking straight at Ash as he introduced himself. 

	The man pulled his cigar from between his lips. "Same zone," was all he said before looking over at Wayne and Hunter. "Man has a point," he added before shoving the cigar back into his mouth and keeping it there as he gripped it with his teeth. "Dusty, radio. Alpha Team."

	"Rodger that," Dusty said as he righted himself in his seat. "Hummingbird to M.C., Hummingbird to M.C.," he said into the mic that was on his headset. "Orders from Double O, reroute Alpha south to second. Yes sir. Yes sir, awaiting," Dusty said before giving Maddog a thumbs up from his seat. 

	"Alright, anymore cockroaches that need to come out of the woodwork do so now," Panama bellowed and his voice carried easily as he leaned out of the chopper. Repeating the message in various directions before hunkering back down on the gun he seemed to be in charge of. 

	Dusty looked over towards Maddog and held up both hands, showing ten fingers. The elder man nodded but didn't move from his spot. "Listen up, we have inbound. Now whether this is back up or transport is up to you. I am Col. Maddoc Martin, Operations Officer. You may call me Double O or Maddog," he said as he looked over towards Ash before continuing. "You [i][b]will[/b][/i] hand over all supplies, weapons, ammunition, and the like. You [b][i]will[/i][/b] board the truck when it arrives. If you do this without issue you will be taken to Camp Mexico Beach and be given food and lodging under quarantine. You [i][b]will[/b][/i] have a thorough medical and skills evaluation. If the General deems you fit, you will be given the chance to remain in safety behind our walls. If not, you will be given your things and sent on your way. Understood?

	"We have a doctor, we can get the little one taken care of," Spots said in the direction of the group but it was clear that she was speaking to Tatiana. 

	"Time to nutt up or shut up folks," Panama chimed in with a grin.