[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/yN9kRR9v/tumblr-inline-pai0jg-G5th1rt2432-540.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=23D5B7][b]Location:[/b][/color] Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
[color=23D5B7][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]	Beatrice spotted a crowd forming around the young couple with the baby out of the corner of her eye, making her glad that she had decided to go and eat with Alex. She appreciated silence and didn't especially want to talk right then. All of the talkative, extroverted types could go flock to each other - and she and Alex could have a perfectly enjoyable meal without exchanging a word. She missed that type of company as well. She had had a few friends in Juvi that had been like that - they were able to just sit by each other without speaking a single word. It always made her feel calm and centered. 

	As for the debate over the food, Beatrice was eating her own food slowly and methodically. If her stomach ended up not able to handle the richness of it all, then she would deal with that when it came around. But for the moment, she felt fine. In fact, she felt warm - the type of warmth that came from consuming a hot home cooked meal. She maintained her silence as Gunny came into the room, giving the first rule of this new life. She wondered if they would find out she had lied partially on the intake form, but she kept her face neutral. Beatrice still didn't know if she would end up staying here - if she would just leave once Thalia, Manny, and Alex were taken care of. They all needed the type of security a large group could afford, but Beatrice felt she would be better on her own most likely, outside of the military lifestyle. 

	Still though, Beatrice wasn't sure, so she watched and listened - eating small bites of food as she did so. [hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Newnan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/25QvrFZq/tenor.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=00ff00][b]Location:[/b][/color] Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
[color=00ff00][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Russian [/center][hr]	Jack would have preferred to hear Tatiana go on about how Wayne gave her the creeps and that she would never talk to him again - and once more, he didn't examine where all of that jealousy was coming from. Maybe later that night he would dedicate the mental headspace for it, but they had just gotten to a safe zone. Their son was going to get the medical attention that he needed. Soul searching was going to have to wait until he felt a little less on edge - the safety of the surroundings somehow made it paradoxically hard to relax completely, most likely since they didn't know the people who took them in. This wasn't Newnan - this wasn't their people - these were strangers.

	Strangers who had [i]AMAZING[/i] food, he had to admit. Hopefully no one evil could make food this good, but from what Jack knew about baking and cooking (admittedly, not as much as he should have), morality wasn't one of the ingredients that gave something killer taste. Though if it did, that would have explained a lot about Miss Sally's cooking. He smiled a bit sadly at the memory of the amazing woman they had lost. [color=00ff00]"[sub]1[/sub]Если они это сделают, я не думаю, что в этом есть что-то хорошее. Хорошие новости были бы подняты сейчас, скорее всего ..."[/color] Jack told his wife softly. It wasn't a conclusion he was happy to come to, but he didn't see why they would withhold information that Thana was alive to Ash if they had it. 

	Jack was solidly on Mae's side with the food - largely because his stomach was in heaven. It was hard to see Doc's point when his mouth was full with the straight out BEST food of his life. His mind was then further distracted as he heard the accent of his home. When was the last time he had met someone else from Boston? [color=00ff00]"Boston? Ya gottah be kiddin' me,"[/color] Jack started to laugh, but it was a happy laugh. [color=00ff00]"I grew up in the theatah district - Boylston. I was a cop,"[/color] he then finished. As Manny came over and introduced himself, Jack shifted a bit. There were a lot of strangers around their baby son now. He didn't like that. 

	[color=00ff00]"Jack - good to meet ya."[/color]

	As Gunny came into the room and started to speak, Jack fell silent. He hadn't been in the military, but he was a cop. He was used to getting debriefed and he knew that the wisest course of action here was to shut up and listen. The carts of clothing seemed like they were intended for them, which was nice. Most of them had been wearing the same outfit for a while. Cartoon characters never had an issue with it, but in the real world, it sucked.