[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]Camp Mexico Beach: The Bus -> Quarantine (W: Lady's Locker Room)
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	Amelia held as close to Riley as possible the entire time, especially when they all had finally left the bus. In the open and in the middle of this unfamiliar place she felt incredibly vulnerable, especially when she had nary a weapon on her self. She looked about, looked at the people who were staying around and then at those leading them. Her nerves were strained all the way inside the building until they were led to the showers. Another woman showed up who got called Major.[color=8dc73f]" Ahmm... hmm..."[/color] She made a pondering nervous sound as they were at the showers and it was a wide open space. There was not going to be any privacy here! She reached to her hair and started playing with a lock of it as her eyes nervously danced about the place. Her eyes especially moved between Daytona and the Major woman as if she was expecting them to pull a gun or something on them.

	Eventually she noticed the others starting to undress and use head for the showers, so she really slowly started to do so too. She did move to a corner of the room though. Somewhere she couldn't be easily blindsided or anything and was out of the way  in the meantime. As she slowly undressed, she rubbed the old scars on her left shoulder. She got it when she saved herself from humans... now they were at a really fortified location where others held the right over their lives right now. Amelia then threw the clothing she wore into the bag. Afterwards she threw a glance at the locals and carefully pulled some of the bathing supplies and got under a shower. It's been so long since she last had a real bath... The water was indeed warm as they had promised. This bode well for their promises. Never the less she was bathing at great speed and shaving where she had to. This was a rare chance after all. Occasionally her eyes went for Riley, to confirm the other's condition.

	Once she felt clean for the first time in months, she hurriedly moved away from the shower. Put on the clothing provided, if you could call it that. A patient gown and a robe weren't exactly proper way to dress. Still it was better than nothing at all. With that done and some slippers, she left the bag of clothing where Tati also did. She looked at Daytona, Amelia wasn't quite sure wat to think of the woman just yet. She didn't say anything, but did give her a thankful nod and moved back to the corner of the room, resuming her cautious behavior and keeping an eye on Riley the most. Her fingers were twiching, she wanted back her baseball bat... Without a weapon she felt powerless and especially so to protect Riley.