[center][hr][hr][h1][b][i][color=f1c40f]Year 5: Part 3[/color][/i][/b][/h1][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 22nd, 2012 [hr]Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab[hr][hr][b][color=f1c40f]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach[/center]
	[b]Temperature:[/b] 87F
	[b]Humidity:[/b] High (Around 83%) - No Rain
	[b]Wind Speed:[/b] 15 MPH
	[b]Cloud Coverage:[/b] Overcast	

		[b][color=f1c40f]L5 (Mess Hall):[/color][/b] Shelved Characters are heading back to their homes for now. Other wise, holding pattern since there is no movement outside of what I need to respond to for my own two characters. 

[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=0072bc]Thana Martin[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://i.ibb.co/72q4NFp/Sparrow1.jpg[/img][hr][hr][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: L5 (Mess Hall)
[b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr] 
	Thana really didn't want to go back to the conversation about King of the Hill and the people at one table in particular. She was starting to regret bringing it up with certain thoughts coming to mind she wished she had never thought and was seriously thinking of raiding supply for bleach to drink at this point to try to get rid of some of those mental images. Wayne, in a set of leopard print Speedos should be in no one's mind. Ever. In the history of man kind. She half gagged at the thought and shook her head. [color=0072bc]"We ain't ever speakin' of that again. Ever."[/color] Thana cringed and shook off the hee-bee's and gee-bee's as a shiver ran down her back. She still really wanted to bleach her brain. 

	Taking a gulp of her water she moved on from that very uncomfortable topic onto the next one at hand. Ash was mentioning something. It took her a moment to swim out of the shit storm of leopard print speedos swimming around in her mind to realize what he had said. Yeah, she deserved a damn Medal of Honor for not vomiting at the mental image in her head that was soaking through her like a plague. [color=0072bc]"Thanks,"[/color] was all she could manage to say. She was about to take another bite of food but she just lowered her fork and pushed the tray away. 

	[color=0072bc]"Get the hell out of here and find a way to get that image out of my brain,"[/color] she said snatching up her tray. [color=0072bc]"I feel like I gotta either bleach my brain or take a shower, somethang,"[/color] she added before she started limping over to bus her tray and wash her hands of the meal. Left over would get composted or used in other ways. Thankfully she hadn't gotten much at all. Heading towards the door she glanced over towards Ash to see if he would 1) be joining her  and 2) giving her a lift (Akapiggy back ride)

[hr][hr][center][h1][i][b][color=f26522]Nikola Warren[/color][/b][/i][/h1][img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/a5805bdb46783a56f2408a5c58142aff/tumblr_ng6mp5bQBJ1rbw50xo2_250.gif[/img][hr][hr][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: L5 (Just outside the Mess Hall) -> M6
[b][color=f26522]Skills:[/color][/b] N/A[/center][hr] 
	There was a slight nod as Nikki chewed her bubble gum and bopped about as Hunter explained that he probably needed her to go over things again. [color=f26522]"Yeah, better safe than sorry ya know,"[/color] she said as she started heading east out side of the Mess hall, and a little south. She didn't seem to watch where she was going so much  besides a casual glance up every so often as she bopped, skipped, and twirled about. [color=f26522]"Well it isn't a lot. Pick up food fer the dog once a week from supply. Vet will have papers on how much is her rationing a day, along with a map where she can go outside of your home each day with hours she can go there."[/color]

	Nikki stopped and finger gunned towards Hunter. [color=f26522]"Other than that, clean it up when she craps and dispose it where your supposed to, and keep her indoors otherwise. Oh and clean dog hair out of your home once a week - like fully. And de-dog hair your clothing before turning it in for a wash if ya want to save yourself a headache lecture. If Auntie starts getting stuff with too much dog hair on it, she'll go nuts. And trust me, few things worse than getting stuck listening to her go on for five hours about just what dog dander does to her nasal cavities,"[/color] Nikki said with a bit of a laugh and a very exaggerated expression as she held her hands up. [color=f26522]"Rather be forced to watch Morales model a Speedo,"[/color] she said as she gestured towards The Goat as he pushed another cart down towards where the beach was.