[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=f7941d]Lisa Mason[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://i2.wp.com/yvrshoots.com/wp-content/uploads/2016/02/van-helsing-e.jpg?fit=500%2C240[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Camp Mexico Beach: L6(street)->L7(street)
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	The familiar sights of the Camp with everyone leaving the Mess Hall and milling about, heading to do their own thing was very comforting. People were heading home or heading to do their tasks, it gave the place a feel of living rhythm and civilization. As she walked down the street, heading for the beach, Lisa recalled her time prior to arriving here. Survival of the fittest, living on the complete edge, never letting down one's guard. Outside the walls of any community, it was a harsh reality.

	Stopping herself in her tracks, Lisa took a deep breath and looked up at the skies. The past happened, so many suffering and death everywhere, but she didn't think it was all that bad. Sure all those people who died and then roamed about killing even more was a nasty thing, but in a way it settled a lot of issues the world had. Even back on the roads, she found her lifestyle a lot more to her enjoyment. You didn't depend on anyone or have to report to anyone. It was a free life that she did enjoy for a while. In the camp things were more civilized and civilization came with responsibilities. After the wildness outside, it gave her a new purpose. However even with the responsibilities, she enjoyed this life more than before the end. World seemed to move so much slower and you could really appreciate the passage of the time of day. The sky was so much clear as well most of the time and at night, sleeping was much easier without the noise of a big city.

	Slowly her hand reached into her pocket, finding a familiar metal cube, gently gripping it with increasing force for a few seconds, before she let go and looked down the road yet again. She hoped that the work would be done by the time she arrives. If not, she was going to enjoy sitting down somewhere on the road outside the beach area.

[hr][hr][center][h1][b][i][color=8dc73f]Amelia Payne[/color][/i][/b][/h1][img]https://encrypted-tbn0.gstatic.com/images?q=tbn:ANd9GcTojj1OLJ5T4f77dGDefsPABUy66bkRd0RrN7KvzNO5QjJ6xT01sw[/img][hr][b]Location:[/b]Camp Mexico Beach: L5 (Mess Hall)->K5(street)
[b]Skills:[/b] N/A
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	Being at a new place like this, certainly was going to take a while to get used to. Outside of the Mess Hall, Amelia finally had a little bit of time and chance to allow it to sink in that they were not needed to be on guard every moment ever. Of course she couldn't actually stop worrying and be on guard. It was mostly quiet, weird to not have any walkers in a city in any direction to spot. It was  usually a rare event out on the roads. Here, it was a bit unnerving, especially since she still expected something to show up from any shadow around them. Yeah any of these shadows could hide a number of scary things, but at the same time they really shouldn't. It was weird and she had to console and calm herself with Riley's presence.

	Hearing the woman speak, Amelia looked at her and pondered for a moment. They really didn't have all that much time honestly and with it being this late in the day, it really wasn't all that helpful to see and experience it all. So it was more of a stroll to help food digest and just have a nice relaxing time.[color=8dc73f]” Well...”[/color] She mumbled for a moment as she looked up and down the street.[color=8dc73f]” Why don't we just walk on the main street as far as we are allowed? It doesn't matter too much for tonight.” [/color]She suggested as she started walking down the sidewalk in the direction of the Armory Supply. It really didn't matter in which direction they head, a real personal stroll around town to get to properly know the place would have to take place during the day, after whatever tasks they would be given for tomorrow.