[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach, Florida, the Bus
[color=662d91]Skills: [/color]N/A[/center][hr][hr]

The unforseen aspects of Camp Mexico Beach kept appearing before the old veteran's eyes as they entered the camp, now with a black-clothed man who looked more like a Steve Mcqueen-character than a priest. Their field-chaplain, Father Calamaro, had looked nothing the part. His hair had been cleanly shaven like his face, no sunglasses or cigarette, a man who didn't drink or swear, not even under heavy fire. This man, Atticus was completely different. But to Alexander, a catholic himself, a sense of comfort fell upon his soul at the knowledge that they had a priest. Perhaps he would understand...

Quarantine. Yeah, that sounded reasonable. Alexander already knew all the kinds of shit diseases one could get out in the jungle without a good diet or cleaning, so he wasn't that surprised at it. No, his surprise was yet again aimed towards the camp itself. It looked so...normal. He had been through so much shit, before and after Eden, and now all of a sudden to witness the normality around the bus...[color=662d91]"Forgive me Father, but holy shit..."[/color] Was it meant to Father Atticus? Alexander gave a surprised and optimistic look at his three people at Atticus telling them the possiblity of some proper prostethics. If he could walk again, he wouldn't feel so..useless. Yeah, this was probably how many Vietnam Vets had felt once they got home. He felt sorry for them. 

[color=662d91]"I guess they would keep us separate. Keeping us together really blows the whole points of making sure anything we have doesn't transmitt. But really, I don't know. I wasn't a medic or anything like that back..."[/color] Aleander began to explain to Manny, but stopped his words as both Atticus approached with the bag, and that he didn't want to talk about that. Not now. [color=662d91]"Alexander Polawski. Polawski with a W."[/color] He informed Atticus, graciously taking the bag before speaking to him in a hushed voice. [color=662d91]"Father? Is there somewhere to worship in the camp?"[/color]


[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B8860B]Nigel "Hadrian" Cooper[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=#B8860B]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach, Florida, the Bus
[color=#B8860B]Skills: [/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Nigel "Hadrian" gave a smile back to Erica, trying to imagine what a cruise in the Caribbean would have been and felt like. It was such a contrast to the situation they had ended up in now, but the thought of a more colourful past was to smile at. Also that Nigel felt Erica trusted him to talk about her past, even if it was something small like that. [color=#B8860B]"Yes, we stick together. Regardless if they're friendly or not, we're outsiders, and outsiders are always looked upon with different eyes than family."[/color] Nigel "Hadrian" answered, looking from Erica, Wayne and Hank and back at the priest who would be responsible for this little legion of Roman entering a Gaulish town. 

Atticus, "One from Athens" or "Athenian". Greek. So nothing new under the sun then? 

The sight within the camp was just as impressive as the walls keeping it safe, if not being the golden standard of an already excellent detachment. They had everything; housing, a hospital, manufacturing, and a school. "Hadrian" had to pull on a smile once again at the thought of teaching youngsters, reminders of a better past. If he was accepted, and he wanted to stay, was this where he'd end up? 

"Hadrian" felt unsure of what to tell the Greek, as he would refer to him as in his mind. Simply giving "Hadrian" as his name was not a sign of good faith, not after everyone else had given their proper names. But he had never said his [i]real[/i] name to anyone in his group, just because he didn't want to give away too much information. Then again, if he didn't who knew what antics Old Man Grumpy-face and Glitterfuck would be up to? He argued with himself about this while Hank talked with Atticus, surely giving another shot at spreading his beloved nickname like a disease through a city. So when Atticus came to him with the bag, Nigel "Hadrian" gave Hank one of his now typical "Annoyed Teacher Look", then looked back at Atticus. [color=#B8860B]"Nigel "Hadrian" Cooper. I prefer Hadrian, if that is okay? Sacerdos."[/color]

With that said, Nigel "Hadrian" looked at the three others, mostly Erica to see their reaction to his real name coming to light. Perhaps he feared what Erica would say about him not telling her his real name, or he was awaiting whatever verbal punishment from the others.