[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Update[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 15th, 2012[hr]Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab[hr][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Q6 (East Gate) -> H6 (Outside Quarantine: W) [/center]
	[b]Temperature:[/b] 94F (34C)
	[b]Humidity:[/b] Fucking High (Around 98%) - Raining off and on all day
	[b]Wind Speed:[/b] 7 MPH (11 KPH)
	[b]Cloud Coverage:[/b] About 51% covered with thick dark clouds[hr]
	The gate closed behind them once everyone was in the jeep and Maddoc gave a a wave. Above they nodded and the interior gate opened up. Atticus started the jeep up and pulled forward slowly. Doc leaned back in his seat and held onto the roll bar above him. As the gate opened it looked almost as if time had stood still. There were people milling about of all ages but mostly older individuals. People would drive by on golf carts from time to time, families strolling by, children playing ball. People looked healthy and happy, giving a slight wave to the new comer. 

	"As you can see we have a pretty nice set up going here," Atticus said as he drove slowly through the camp. "To our left you will see one of hydroponic gardens and those buildings over there on the right are some of our housing buildings. That there is our Mess Hall, once you are out of quarantine that's where you will get your meals," he said as he stopped, waiting for a couple of kids to cross the road. "They're heading there," he pointed off to a set of buildings on the left. "That's our education center." Once the kids had crossed the street he pulled forward again and kept driving. "And that's our hospital. Thanks to a hell of a team we have saved more than we've lost," Atticus added. 

	"Yeah, reminds me. Preacher, you take the meds over to the kid for me while I get him checked out?" Doc asked as they pulled up to a building that looked to once be an old motel. Not a nice hotel or anything but one of those beach motels. Simple set up and such and an empty pool that obviously hadn't been used in years. 

	Stopping the jeep and turning it off, Atticus nodded. "Yeah, how much?" he asked as he climbed out of the jeep and handed the pack he was carrying over to Michael. Michael took it and hopped out, reaching into his own pack and pulling out a small bottle and measuring cup. 

	"Five milliliters, let's see how he responds to that. Mark down time on the bottle," he said.

	 Taking the items, Atticus looked at it before pocketing it and slipping his clipboard under his arm. "Will do. Hey, Victor, just follow Doc and Maddoc. They'll take care of you. I'll see you in a little bit. Welcome to Mexico Beach," Preacher said before turning and heading into the building. 

	Opening the bag Atticus had given him, Doc pulled out a plastic bag and sharpie as Maddoc climbed out of the jeep and looked around. Looking at Victor, Michael grinned. "So, what's gonna happen is pretty simple. In here is a hospital gown and slippers. I'll take you to the showers, take off all your stuff, shoes included and put it in this bag. Once you are clean you can put on the gown and we'll do a quick physical and I'll draw some blood. We got robes and such inside," Michael explained as he popped the top off the sharpie. "So, what's your first and last name?" he asked, ready to write it down on the bag.

[color=ed1c24]*This is just a gate update - doesn't have anything in it that those already in Quarantine will know about currently.[/color]