[hr][hr][center][h1][color=662d91]Alexander Polawski[/color][/h1] [img]https://i.ibb.co/2hnL0Mb/ezgif-1-5e8563c9310f.gif[/img] [/center] [hr][center][b][color=662d91]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: L5 (Mess Hall) -> L5 (Outside of Mess Hall) [color=662d91][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A[/center][hr][hr] The small-talk between the baby boomers continued as expected, talking about the possibilities of their new lives in the camp. Alexander nodded at the appropriate times in-between Manny talking about his practice and the possibilitiy of his old dentist office was still out there somewhere, ready for him to reclaim it. While Alexander could doubt that they would easily let him leave in search of it, perhaps with time and resources it could be done? [color=662d91]"I guess we can only wait and see what they think of the matter. While they might have what you need, it's the military after all, the biggest hoarder's I've even seen, at least they got the world's finest dentist in their ranks now."[/color] Alexander said back to his old friend. For a moment he wondered that if they'd let Manny go check out his old office, would they allow Alexander to search for his old settlement off the coast? Would he want that in the first place? Old memories pressed themselves against Mugsy's protective barrier, memories he'd be relieved to completely forget. Memories of things he wanted to prevent from happening, but couldn't; didn't. Thankfully Manny answered his question of the party, giving him something else to think about. [color=662d91]"Sounds like we got similar plans then, Manny. Haven't partied like these youngsters since I were their age. We should probably get to know with the two we're going to live with. What was their names, Moralez and Shears?"[/color] Alexander answered as Manny finished his dinner. At this point the Mess Hall was quickly emptying, a good cue for them to leave as well. Alexander pushed himself of his chair and stood on his new leg, feeling the balance of something much better than a normal plank of wood. [color=662d91]"Come on, let's get out of here."[/color] He told Manny, making his way out into the humid air of Florida once so familiar to him, yet now a new world to step into. A new world, a new start, a new life. [hr][hr][center][h1][color=#B8860B]Nigel "Hadrian" Cooper[/color][/h1] [img]https://66.media.tumblr.com/a1cc83e9b2978d2fdac2dbf75331a3c0/tumblr_o0v5arjK7b1rt41dxo1_400.gif[/img][/center] [hr][center][b][color=#B8860B]Location:[/color][/b] Camp Mexico Beach: L5 (Outside of Mess Hall) -> M6 (Outside Education Center) [color=#B8860B][b]Skills:[/b][/color] N/A [/center][hr][hr] [color=#B8860B]"I guess we have something in common then. Never joined the cheerleaders either. It's too late now, unless they have a group here as well."[/color] Nigel said jokingly back to Erica as they were making their ways outside, enjoying the calm casusalness between the two of them. He wondered if he would get to know someone in the camp like he knew Erica. Perhaps, though they had been through thick and thin out there, something he hoped he wouldn't have to do for a long time. The time would certainly come where he needed to get his hands and gladius dirty, it was not a question of if. Until then, he would enjoy the time he had with Erica and the others. [color=#B8860B]"I hope you get to meet them soon though, better get acquainted sooner rather than later right?"[/color] Nigel wondered where his neighbours were right then, who they were and how they were like. The only thing he'd been told was that Roy was sarcastic and Mizrahi didn't speak English all too well. Then again with his experience with Hank and Wayne, it couldn't possibly get any worse. Right? [color=#B8860B]"Well if you don't mind, want to stroll over to Education? I think it's just over there, want to get a quick look if I'm going to be spending my days there, watching over the kids. Won't be long, I'll follow you wherever you want to head then."[/color] Nigel asked Erica as he pointed in the general direction where he thought Education was. Starting to make his way across the road, Nigel didn't pay much attention to the other people walking off in each their directions. Though he did stop and turn, waiting for Erica to follow.