[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: M6 (Parking Lot For X/Tram) -> Tour  -> M6 (Outside General Housing)
[color=662d91][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr]

It was true that Alexander had been clinging onto Manny for the longest time now, and when he would think back on it in the coming days, he'd wonder why he had not spoken more with Thalia than he had. The simple answer - and perhaps the most cowardly one - was that Thalia had Beatrice. Both young, both girls, more in common and all that. But now that Beatrice was gone, Thalia had few left. Alexander would look at her as he supressed another flow of tears from escaping the bars of his eyes, glad that he made the choice to sit down with her. They had come a long way since meeting out on the winter street, hadn't they?

[color=662d91]"A working radio station? Now that is something I'd give an arm and a leg for…"[/color] Alexander retorted back to his fellow amputee, sniffing his nose as he fought of the tears with one last push. Why had he grown worse in controlling them? His feelings? Regardless, it didn't seem Thalia cared. She probably knew, and Alexander couldn't help but respect that, giving her a chuckle and a little smile at her…what was the word, kindness? [color=662d91]"If they're really going to put me in Communications, that might not be much of a stretch. Heard enough radio in my youth to know how to cool, you know."[/color]

Alexander looked away from Thalia for a moment, wiping his cheeks and taking a deep breath, just like Tatiana had told him earlier that week. The scenery passed them on both sides as the tour recommenced. Some of the buildings they passed were familiar, like Mechanics and Fabricrations, but most weren't. To an old veteran like Alexander, he surely would grow used to the military camp soon enough, even for us age. If Manny could, he certainly would try his best. One thing that stood out to Alexander was the mention of other settlements. Perhaps mostly that they didn't always get along, but the General trying to help them still. Yeah, it sounded like The Dragon all right, the one good NCO that cared for his men. The rest seemed standard and common sense to Alexander, who didn't say anything for the longest time until given a map of the compound and told to wait until 2000 hours. Out of instinct Alexander almost went for Manny, but he was quick to get out of the tram and head back to his place, as if he needed some time alone. 

Before Alexander get off the tram him too, he looked down at the map for a moment, then up at the sky at something only he could see, then down at Thalia. It had indeed been a long time since he spoke with her, and back before and after Eden they hadn't always seen eye-to-eye. But over time they had grown to respect each other, even become friends. Perhaps their time in Camp Mexico Beach would improve that, unlikely friends. [color=662d91]"You're a good kid, Thalia. Remember that. Don't mean to get all emotionall, but, you know what I mean."[/color] Alexander said to Thalia, botching whatever attempt he was doing and looking embarressed as he exited the tram. What to do for the next 20 minutes? Alexander walked over to the stairs and simply sat down, for the moment content with enjoying the fresh, if fucking humid air until further notice. [color=662d91]"Thanks for sticking with me…"[/color]

[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:  M6 (Parking lot for Tram) -> Tour -> M6 (Outside General Housing)
[color=#B8860B][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr]

Nigel looked for a moment a bit flustered, trying to come up with a good answer to Erica's question of whether or not he was trying to woo her. Was he? He didn't think so, he was simply trying to show off his Roman-ess that he thought she found amusing. Nah, he wasn't trying that, just being funny to one of the few people who were friendly to him. Nigel shook his head as well as the tour began, getting comfortable in his seat. [color=#B8860B]"What, me? No, nah, wouldn't know how. I'm a teacher, remember?"[/color] Nigel joked back at Erica, giving her a smile. [color=#B8860B]"It will be a big place to keep watch over, they probably are happy to have more guards in the least."[/color]

As the tour commenced and they were shown the various parts of the fortified settlement that seriously needed a Latinized name as well, Nigel sometimes looked back at Erica as she continued their conversation. [color=#B8860B]"You and me both. Can't even remember how long we've slept in the same room by now…waaait, does that include me?"[/color] Nigel teased Erica at her having a room without any men, laughing a little as he picked up the mention of Education, where he might end up himself. Him, a teacher once again? The end of the world didn't mean the end of learning, thank the gods! Nigel wouldn't dream of becoming a post-apocalyptic Aristotle, but you never knew. 

Nigel "Hadrian" looked back and forth to his sides as they passed the various buildings of Camp Mexico Beach, knowing he would be using the map for a good solid week in the least before he started to get a grasp of his surroundings. But from the sounds of it, they wouldn't be wandering around the camp that much. Made sense. As they finished up the tour and pulled up at General Housing, Nigel accepted the given map and got off the tram. They still had time before dinner and the beach party began. Nigel looked over at Erica if and when she came off the tram as well. [color=#B8860B]"Looks like we've got some time to kill. Got any plans until dinner? I might head out for a walk for a little while, need to stretch my legs. Want to join? Looks like amicus noster…I mean our friends are busy."[/color]