[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: H6 Quarantine (Conference Room) 
[color=662d91][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

Victor didn't came as much of a surprise to Alexander, at least over the course of the past few days. At first Victor had seemed like a good guy, after having shared the first night together. But later? Something changed, and while Alexander couldn't and wouldn't object to his eviction, he found little joy in it. Who knew how he would fare on the outside. Alexander sighed at the announcment made by Gunny and Victor was removed, hoping that he would be the last person to leave. So Alexander couldn't help but give Beatrice an initial look of shock. 

She wasn't staying. 

She had chosen to leave the Camp. At first Alexander wondered what the hell she was thinking? But slowly and surely Alexander began to put back the pieces that could explain why. And perhaps it was for the best? Alexander watched Beatrice tell Manny goodbye, before she came to him and hugged him. A hug. Of all the things he knew about and thought about Beatrice, this was new. And Alexander hugged her back for as long as she held him, fighting back the tears he thought she wouldn't want him to shed. [color=662d91]"You too, kid. I will, watch yourself out there. You better come back some day, because I'll miss you. Don't make me go out there and find you."[/color] Alexander whispered back with a smile, hoping and praying that what she said was true. This wasn't goodbye, not forever. Alexander watched her bid her farewells to the rest, before being escorted out. It was done, she was gone. 

Alexander would miss her. Beatrice, one of few he knew understood him. 

Which lead to the next part of their briefing; those who were accepted and decided to stay. That amounted to the rest of the group, to his pleasent surprise to him, even if that meant he'd have to take the therapy into account. 30 days of review-time, and then…Alexander didn't know, perhaps he would change his mind? Upon reading the little slip of paper handed to him by Thana, the camp's review and observations of him, he felt mixed. He shouldn't have been surprised that they would give bim the PTSD-label, it was the Army's best experience after all. But their recommendation for Administration? Alexander smiled. He could like that. He would be useful, if not directly in the field but back on base. He could like that. And a beach party? 

He could like that. After that, he could allow himself to cry for Beatrice. Afterwards.


[hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B8860B]Nigel "Hadrian" Cooper[/color][/h1]
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[hr][center][b][color=#B8860B]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: Quarantine (Conference Room)
[color=#B8860B][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

Time had come for those deemed not worthy of entry into Camp Mexico Beach to be evicted from the camp. Nigel looked up at Gunny as he announced the two individuals who wouldn't be staying with them for the foreseable future, Victor and Beatrice. One was deemed not fit to stay with them, out of a concern for the safety of their own citizens, and the other chose not to become one herself. Nigel didn't know Beatrice, the most vivid memory he had of her was when she tackled Hunter to the ground. If that was her main response to cries of outbursts, perhaps staying within the rigid frames of a military society wasn't the best option? He could do nothing but wish her the best in his thoughts, as he left the farewells to the loved ones she had. 

Nigel payed more attention to what followed next. With the two escorted out and put onto the path of which the Camp and faith herself put them on, focus was put back on those who had been accepted and preferred to stay. Nigel took the slip of paper Thana handed to him and read it, raising a brow at the first sentence. What? Leaning over to Erica after she'd nudged him again, Nigel showed her the slip of paper and gave her a look of confusion. [color=#B8860B]"A bit stiff? What do they mean?"[/color] he whispered to her, before reading the rest of it with more of a smile. Education, now that sounded like him. [color=#B8860B]"Looks like I might become a teacher once again then."[/color] he added, wondering what Erica was recommended for. And Hunter for that matter, who seemed to be talking to himself again. The fact that he'd been accepted meant that they possible had a role for him to. 

With the mention of them finally getting to leave Quarantine and get to know the camp a bit more, Nigel smiled. He liked the thought of getting some fresh air again, having been cooped up like chickens for what felt like both an eternity and only a brief thought. And a beach party? [color=#B8860B]"Sounds good to me."[/color]