[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=a187be]Tatiana Newnan[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.ibb.co/bXv0wVz/Tatisitting.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=a187be]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
[b][color=a187be]Skills:[/color][/b] Psychology, People Reading[/center][hr]
	Glancing over to Thalia before she stood up, Tatiana thought on how to reply. It really wasn't her place to say. It wasn't as if she was a doctor or anything, no legal problems if she spilled the beans but then again, she didn't know Thalia a lot and Ash trusted her. Then again, he had said to Thalia more than once for her to ask Tatiana about it. Leaning close, she whispered against Thalia's ear so the rest of the group wouldn't hear. She didn't give much but it was enough to at least hopefully give the girl some idea of why Ash wouldn't talk about it. [color=a187be]"They ve're dating vhen she died,"[/color] she said in a hushed voice, doubly ensuring only that Thalia would hear her. 

	Once that was addressed, Tatiana turned her attention back to Ash. Not so much Ash but everyone else in the room that seemed to be trying to see what Ash would do. She had been guilty of it as well. General sister checking on brother check since it was Thana on the television. She didn't think the people watching him would have been as bad if Jack hadn't gone over there and said something. Last time someone said something to Ash after a hell of an emotional hit like that, well it hadn't ended well. She nearly face palmed herself but didn't say anything. Jack meant well. Watching Ash walk off she decided it was time to make sure all eyes were off him. Her protective instincts kicking in.

	[color=a187be]"дерьмо,"[/color] she muttered in Russian under her breath. Looking at the television for a moment, she stepped behind Wayne and thwaped him upside the back of the head. [color=a187be]"Hey, princess, dat his [i]voman[/i], shhh,"[/color] she said in a motherly type voice, scolding the man who was obviously old enough to be her father. Not the other way around. Turning she went to step over to where Ash had walked off to, she stopped and looked around. Spotting the old book shelf and tilting her head to the side. She had an idea. Grabbing the edge of it on each side she started walking backwards, pulling the damn thing with her. It creaking and causing a loud squeal across the floor as she moved it foot by foot until she turned it and placed it against the wall closest to him, making sure it was jutting out to give privacy behind it. 

	Dusting her hands off she walked around to the other side of it where Ash was and sat down on the floor. Reaching up she grabbed his sleeve and pulled him down to the ground next to her. Letting her feet stretch out in front of her she leaned back against the wall. From where they were on the floor, no one in the room could see them. Save her ankles sticking out as she curled her toes and they popped. [color=a187be]"Dere ve go, much better,"[/color] she said with a bit of a smirk on her face. Sure he couldn't get out of the room to get a moment alone but at least now no one could stare at him. Resting her head back against the wall she handed over the small hand towel she had been using to pat the sweat off herself with. [color=a187be]"We just need blanket and pillow nov, make a fort,"[/color] she half teased. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=598527]Wayne Maldonado[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.ibb.co/MDs7Svy/Waynestaring.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=598527]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (W: Conference Room)
[b][color=598527]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr]
	Wayne was loving this but he wasn't paying a lick of attention to Ash or anyone else. He wasn't exactly into country music but this was something different and different was good to him right then. Four days or the same thing, he got bored. He liked the whole dance thing with Tatiana and Thalia but once again, he was feeling his age a bit. Sure there were better ways to keep in shape but he wasn't about to pull what Ash had been, that shit was boring. He had to do something. The more active he was, the less he had to threatened the bucked toothed uni-fairy with being shoved in his pants. 

	As Ash spoke to him, that got his attention. [color=598527]"Well where the fuck do I get that?[/color] he asked. Peach Moonshine wasn't exactly something he had run across on his travels and it sure as hell wasn't something he thought he had seen in any liquor store before the outbreak. Seemed kind of specific. He was about to say more when he felt something hit him upside the back of the head. [color=598527]"Hey!"[/color] he said, jumping slightly and turning, about to knock the block off whatever asshat had just do that with the coffee cup in his hand. Then he spotted Tatiana and heard what she said. [color=598527]"Fuck, really? Way to go Captain!"[/color] he said and gave Tatiana a big shit eating grin as she walked off. 

	Looking towards the air he swatted at it and grabbed something out of mid air. [color=598527]"I warned you!"[/color] he said before shoving said nothing into his pants and grinning. Turning his attention back to the television. No one had told him to turn it off, so he wasn't going to. Like hell he was going to put on another John Hughes flick, no matter how much his little friend kept begging. Then again, right then the furry feathered fucker wasn't begging for any movie right then, he was begging for air, fresh air. Not the air in Wayne's pants. Wayne was snickering as he rubbed his ass into the cushion of his seat. He was enjoying this a bit too much. 
	
[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Part 2 Update[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 19th, 2012[hr]Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab[hr][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: H6 (Quarantine: W)[/center]
	[b]Temperature:[/b] 83F (28C)
	[b]Humidity:[/b] High (Around 73%) - No Rain
	[b]Wind Speed:[/b] 12 MPH (19 KPH)
	[b]Cloud Coverage:[/b] Overcast

	[color=ed1c24]Okay, still hold you interviews those of you that are already done for them. I will start calling for them here and there in upcoming I.C. posts. [/color][hr]
	Panama slowly glanced over at the T.V. and smiled a bit before looked over towards Beatrice as she said she would join in. Seemed she was the only one so far. Most were either looking like they were watching the video or watching the Captain right then. Well, at least two others ended up joining the table. Riley took him up on the offer as did Hank. Four people. That would work. At least could make things interesting, at least as interesting as they could get right then. "Shit, hrm," he said as he set the cards down and started looking around. They did need something to bet with, what the fuck was the point without it?  

	Both Panama and Major's attentions was turned as the sound of finger nails on a chalk board echoed through the room. The man's eyes getting wide as he watched the little ballerina start pulling the five foot high book shelf from one end of the room to the other to create a make shift wall only to grab the Captain and pull him down by his sleeve. Turning he looked over towards the Major with a motion of his hands, as if asking if he or her should do something about that? She just shook her head and he shrugged. He needed to find something to use as a betting tool for the card game anyways. Man had an idea, walking over to the toys, he dug out a box of legos. They were too small of pieces for the baby to use, choking hazard and all that. Dropping the box on the table he grinned. "This'll work."

	Panama was about to start handing out legos to use as money when the door of the Conference room opened and Atticus came in. Preacher looked around and took note of the looks on people's faces before he continued to walk forward. He stopped and looked over at the television, what was on got his attention. "Well thank fucking God, General's been looking for that tape for ages!" he said as he hit the eject button on the VCR and popped the tape out. Shoving it in the blank case he shoved it under his arm. 

	"Hey, Alexander, Thalia, you're with me. Gotta take you over to fabrication. Time to get your prosthesis, they can't do it in here," he said as he looked to both of them.  "Oh and some of you start interviews today, so hold tight a bit longer," he added. Turning his attention back to the other two he adjusted his belt, seemed the padre was packing a side arm today. Though if he was taking them out of quarantine for this, it was probably protocol.