[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Wewahitchka, Florida, the Bus 
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	Her nerves were strained about the uncertainty of the situation. Getting to a new place was always like this, so far first impressions were good, but that didn't guarantee they were anything more than a charade... She wanted to believe in this and Ash's goal to bring them here, but she couldn't... not yet. Not until it was truly proven to be a real safe place. Amelia thus was using Riley's presence to calm her strained nerves. The man who appeared also didn't make thing much better. She looked at him with a gaze filled with mixture of emotions from hope and surprise to suspicion. At the very least he did give some answers... well one answer really. About what was going to happen now.

	Outside she could spot the near dream like settlement of people. There were even golf cars milling about. It truly seemed almost too good. If this really proved even as half as good as they were presenting it, it was going to be alright. As long as they were accepted that is. She squeezed Riley's hand as she thought about what would happen.[color=8dc73f]” I will also follow you everywhere...”[/color] She whispered as more info was given to them. Info about the town and about what they would have to do in the meantime. A quarantine... not exactly the best, but she supposed a needed precaution. She wondered of the degree of 1 to 10 how bad the quarantine accomodation will be. 

	[color=8dc73f]“Amelia... Amelia Payne.”[/color] She quietly replied to the preacher man and took herself a bag. As the man was giving bags to the others and writing names, she wondered if they have to wear the robes... what will happen with THEIR things? These people already took their bags... Will they also take the clothes under the pretense of cleaning or sanitizing them?