[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=23D5B7]Beatrice Decker[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/zBn6p6pt/source.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=23D5B7][b]Location:[/b][/color] Quarantine (Conference Room) ->> Up, Up, and Away
[color=23D5B7][b]Skills:[/b][/color] Spanish [/center][hr]	Before everything happened, Beatrice was a process server. It was her job to find people, get them to confirm their identity, and then serve them papers. Her specialty was for the tough cases - people often surrounded by bodyguards, adoring fans, or other irritating obstacles. On the side, she earned the majority of her income as essentially a professional stalker. She found people - sometimes cheaters, sometimes runaways, on occasion an actual murder victim - and let the clients know what their whereabouts were. It had been a case that took her away from her native Justice, California and brought her to Coney Island just days before the world ended. Her survival instincts had kept her alive and in decent condition, with every rational option, every logical calculation being the determining factor in what she did. 

	Up until the day that James murdered Dick. 

	The rational choice would have been to stay behind in Newnan, to enjoy the safety and security afforded by a walled city. But for some odd reason, Beatrice had felt compelled to [i]leave[/i] - she made an emotional choice, not a rational one. When she agreed to help them destroy Eden, she had more or less expected to die. Attacking Eden hadn't been a logical move to make - it wasn't one with favorable odds of survival. And sure, she had gotten through that experience with all of her limbs still attached (even gaining some cans of O's) but she didn't have a real connection to her fellow survivors yet. Her friends, Ryan and James, were dead. 

	But survival odds were boosted in groups, so she stuck with them. Besides, they had a location in mind - a destination that would reunite them with more people. She was willing to take those odds. And along the way, events required for her to step up and become a leader. She had a family to look out for - something she never really had before, with the exception of her foster parents. She never said it, but she loved Manny, Alex, Thana, and Thalia (some more than others). They were her family. With the revelation that Victor was not going to remain and that she was the only one who had willingly decided to leave, she smiled. Her family was going to be okay then without her. 

	Before all of this, she would have chosen in a heartbeat to stay here. There were more people, more facilities, more supplies, more security... everything was set up to ensure that she would [i]survive[/i]. Yet something about it all just didn't feel right. She wasn't the same person that James had welcomed into Newnan, she wasn't the same fighter who went and attacked Eden - she didn't know who she was anymore. Quarantine so far had reminded her so much of her past, of juvenile detention - it had strict rules and those rules were echoed throughout all of CMB from what she knew. 

	The news that they wanted her to become a leader here, an officer? It brought a slight tear to Beatrice's eyes, mostly because no one had ever really told her she had potential before, but it made her more confident in her choice. She needed to figure things out before she could live in a place like this. She didn't want to backslide, to become just a survivor and not a person. One day, she'd be ready - but until then, her journey was not finished. She couldn't stop to rest here. [color=23D5B7]"Thank you, Gunny,"[/color] Beatrice replied, giving him a nod. 

	She approached Manny first and held out her hand for him to shake, if he wanted to. [color=23D5B7]"Goodbye, old man,"[/color] she told him with a half smile. She went to Alexander next, giving him a hug and whispering into his ear: [color=23D5B7][i]"You were always my favorite. Kick some ass. This isn't goodbye - not forever."[/i][/color] She knew she didn't have a lot of time, so she didn't stay too long by each person. Her eyes had watered slightly when saying goodbye to Alexander, one of the cracks in her normally calm and collected expression. 

	Beatrice went to Thana next. She gave Thana a smile for a moment. Thana really seemed to have come into her own here. [color=23D5B7]"I have one request of you... Keep up the O' Wars, will you? Thalia's ego will get too big if she thinks she's won,"[/color] she whispered to Thana, giving her a hug as well. She then paused for a moment, before whispering to Thana what she planned to do next - she had a case she was taking on. 

	The last person she went to say goodbye to was Thalia. This one was hard - especially as Thalia wished that she would stay. Beatrice let another tear fall, hearing that. She realized then that if Thalia had asked her before to stay, then she would have signed the paper. Too late now though. [color=23D5B7]"Oye, ojalá pudiera quedarme también, pero tengo algunas cosas que necesito resolver primero. Además, tengo un caso que investigar para esta chica realmente linda: quiere saber qué le sucedió a su gente en México [sub]1[/sub]"[/color] Beatrice told her softly. She put a hand gently on Thalia's cheek, not caring about the slight PDA. She was leaving anyways. [color=23D5B7]"Esto no es adiós para siempre. Volveré algún día, eso es una promesa.[sub]2[/sub]"[/color]

	Beatrice gave Thalia a kiss on the cheek, before she walked away and glanced back at the rest of them. She knew most of them from Newnan - she didn't care for about half of them. So she just raised up her hand in a wave of farewell, before she was escorted from the room by Gunny. When she was at the cemetery to pay her respects to her fallen friends, she finally broke down crying completely. She asked Dusty to take her as close as possible to Mexico, not knowing where exactly in Florida they were and what direction she would need to travel. 

	As for what she said to the graves? 

	[i]No spoilers.[/i]

[hider=Translations]1 = Hey, I wish I could stay too but I got some things I need to figure out first. Besides, I've got a case to look into for this really cute girl - she wants to know what happened to her people down in Mexico
2 = This isn't goodbye forever. I'll come back one day, that's a promise. [/hider][hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=00ff00]Jack Newnan[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i.postimg.cc/Sxx4RSVy/giphy.gif[/img][/center][hr][hr][center][color=00ff00][b]Location:[/b][/color] Quarantine (Conference Room)
[color=00ff00][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr]	Jack nodded, very glad that Mexico Beach already had a system in place for orphans. He didn't plan on abandoning his child or dying, but knowing that if something happened, Jamie had a safety net... That helped to reduce a little bit of anxiety he hadn't even been aware that he was harboring. The news though that Froggy had been forcibly removed broke his heart. Froggy had been the closest thing to a real dad that Jack had ever had - and in some ways, he wished Froggy had never returned. He wanted to remember him as he had been in Newnan - not as he was now. 

	He was shocked to see that someone was actually leaving this place willingly though. Leaving a place like this... it was practically a death sentence. He doubted they would ever see Beatrice again and he had to wonder how long she would last out there, all alone. It was one thing to be out there with a group, as people could look out for each other but... like that? It was practically suicide, as far as he was concerned. However, his mind then was easily distracted again by the realization that his entire family would be together and he smiled. He didn't have to lose Tatiana or Jamie. As he got his slip of paper, Jack laughed slightly. [color=00ff00]"They aren't wrong about me,"[/color] he whispered to Tatiana, showing her his slip. Whether Tatiana looked at the slip or not, he folded it up and smiled, looking at Jamie and Tatiana, at Ash and Riley - at all of his friends, new and old. 

	He couldn't wait for them to get out of quarantine - to get to see this community and the sunshine and breathe fresh air.