[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: Quarantine (W: Lady's Locker Room -> Conference Room)
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	There were a few things that could brighten up Amelia's mood right now and the greatest of them  was luckily present. The mere fact she could have Riley and make sure the singer was alright, calmed her somewhat. That said, she was already experiencing minor paranoia spikes. The minor tics of her hands as she just wanted to grab a bat at this unfamiliar place. So far there was yet a danger to be discovered, but she couldn't calm down enough.[color=8dc73f][i]' No, there's a danger...' [/i][/color]She thought, they didn't know the people.[color=8dc73f][i]' The hospitality is so far good though... can they be trusted?[/i][/color]' Was she too  worried for nothing?[color=8dc73f][i]' Surely not!'[/i][/color] Amelia was being torn up from the inside. Her eyes were dancing all around, looking for any danger and possible weapon.

	By the time they were told to go, she dashed away to Riley and didn't move more than a step away from her. Her current goal was to protect her love and she was going to do so. What she didn't expect was the location they were led to. It looked fine, but the thing the people there had with them not as much. She felt all the hair on the back of her neck stand up as soon as her gaze fell upon the needles and other tools. Her face displayed her strained nerves as she moved to stay in front of Riley. Amelia wasn't sure she was going to be able to allow anyone to get close to her with any of the needles there.

	When they were told to pick up a form to fill out she really cautiously took one, her eyes filled with suspicion. She carefully looked down at the paper to read, trying her best for all of the locals to be in the corners of her vision as she glanced over the questions. Her expression froze and then came the mild surprize.[color=8dc73f]" Huh...?"[/color] She mumbled and gave Riley confused look. Was this a joke?[color=8dc73f]" What do you think of this...?"[/color] She asked of her love. They were really asking all that? How would they prove they wrote the truth!? Was this just an elaborate ruse of some kind? There weren't much choice though, they had to fill it out by the looks of it anyways. She started playing with her hair as she found herself a nice spot near Riley to sit down and start writing.

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[color=39b54a]Questionnaire:
Name: Amelia Vincenti Payne
Age: 23... 
Birth Date: 1st of July
Race: Ehh.. Caucasian
Where were you born: Oklahoma City 
Where were you when the outbreak occurred: Little Rock
Who were you before the outbreak: A waitress straight out of college... for like a week. 
Who are you now: Nobody
Have you ever been part of a large group since the outbreak: Twice...
If so, why did you leave: First place had bandits give demands, second wasn't by choice it... Calamity happened.
Did you serve in the military:No
If so, what branch/rank/specialty: No[/color]
[color=ed1c24]Any known medical issues: None[/color]
[color=39b54a]Any special needs: None
Any special skills: Ehh Advanced Math counts? Wilderness survival... if that counts also.
What would you enjoy doing if you had time to: Reading books...
Your most traumatic moment: Newnan... Can I not get into details?
Why are you still alive: Luck... I was lucky where others weren't...
What are you seeking: To live with my loved one[/color]
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