[color=lightgray][table][row][/row][row][cell][sup][color=f1c40f][h1]☠ πšƒπš†π™³: πšˆπšŽπšŠπš› 𝟻 π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 𝟺[/h1][/color] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup] [color=f1c40f][b]Location:[/b][/color] Camp Mexico Beach [color=f1c40f][b]Weather Forecast:[/b][/color] Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. [color=f1c40f][b]Notes:[/b][/color] Lunch is considered fully over this round. (It has been over for the P.C.'s but for NPCS and Shelved we were still in that open block of time.) Going to be pushing forward a little this round - we are not yet to the point of people starting to get ready to leave for the Funeral Detail yet so no worries - I will make sure that addressed clearly when we get to that point. (Most likely be another round or two so we can get through a few more things before then.) [/cell][cell][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 23rd, 2012 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [img]https://i.ibb.co/hdH3d6d/dead-towel-2.jpg[/img] [/center][/cell][/row][/table][center][sup]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup][/center] [color=f1c40f][b]Administration (A):[/b][/color] Volt hadn't given Hunters joke a chuckle or laugh. More of one of those deeply grown looks that men got when they were looking at their sons when they did something wrong. A look that seemed to scream, [i]"boy have you lost yer damn mind?"[/i] and it not really being a question but more of an exasperation. A look someone might get after they said [i]"hey y'all watch this,"[/i] but no one actually stopped the person because deep down they were sick individuals as well that wanted to see just how bad the train wreck got. Thing was, Volts couldn't stay and watch, he had work to do and had left. He did however make a mental note to ask about it later if it came up in conversation. Wasn't like they had the 5 O'Clock News on Channel 3 anymore. "Gunny will be out shortly," Rolodex said towards Hunter after Volts had stepped out and the door had closed behind him. She was watching Hunter, about to stand up and introduce herself to the boy when the door to the back swung open. Turning and figuring it was Gunny she had a bit of a surprise when she saw Thalia instead and without that nice [i]young[/i] man that was with her earlier. She tilted her head to the side a bit when Thalia leaned in and spoke quietly. "Well pickle my peas!" she exclaimed. "Yes, of course," she added as she reached for the radio, about to put a call in when the front door of admin swung open. Stepping through the door was a darker skinned man who looked very tired holding several sheets of paper. "Sandy," he said with deep voice. "Medic! Well ain't ya just the answer to our prayers," Rolodex exclaimed as she stood up and and took the papers quickly from the man as he held them out looking a bit confused. Her other hand grabbed his as she set the papers down. "You wait there," she added as she pointed towards Hunter. Medic nearly stumbled himself as Rolodex drug him towards the door. "Come on," she said to Thalia as she kept dragging Medic. The man looked resigned to whatever she was going on about it and didn't fight it but he looked annoyed enough to be sure as he was pulled along like a dog being drug to the tub. There was even the barest hint of a growl as the door closed behind him once he, Rolodex, and Thalia were through it. "Mind telling me what the fuck Sandy?" he finally asked as they got to the stairs that lead down. "Alexander fell, lost consciousness," she said and Medic looked really confused. "Who the hell is Alexander? Nevermind, where is he?" he said. Sandy pointed down the stairs. "Down there, they're cleaning up the old storage rooms," Sandy explained. Medic huffed slightly and nodded before heading down, now at a quick pace that he had gotten his wrist away from Sandy and knew what was going on. "After ya," she added towards Thalia, letting the girl go first down the stairs before following suit. Back in the main lobby area of Administration a few minutes passed before the door opened and Gunny stepped out. He looked like he was about to say something towards the desk but noticed that Sandy wasn't sitting there. A brow went up slightly as he took a closer look at her desk area. "Hrm," was all that left his lips as he picked up the sheets of paper that she had hastily left there from Medic a few minutes ago, then he picked up the paper that Volts had brought in with Hunter. His eyes scanned them before looking over at the seating area and taking note of Hunter. "Monroe," he said with a bit of a motion with his finger indicating that he wanted Hunter to follow him. It was through the door between waiting and the rest of the building. A narrow hallway that was covered with paneling like it hadn't aged since the 1970's, very reminiscent of most every administration office in the country over the last forty or fifty years before the outbreak had happened. Granted, paneling was very popular in general for a good number of years, especially in the south. One didn't redo the walls, they just put another layer of paneling over the previous and called it a day. So popular in fact many cars had paneling for years. Down the hallway Gunny stepped into his office. The office looked like others, filing cabinet, old desk that had seen better days but still had plenty of good years left most likely as long as someone didn't do something to give it undue wear and tear. "Have a seat," he said pointing towards the office chair. A simple enough chair with no rollers, metal frame, and rough olive green upholstery. Once Hunter had entered the office, Gunny shut the door and walked to the other side of his desk. Setting down the papers he took the single one from the top with one hand and opened a folder with papers in it with the other. Glancing down at them he read outloud. "Probationer: Monroe, Hunter. Charges filed on July 22nd: Food Waste and Drunken Disorderly - witnessed by Cook, Goat, and myself. Note added by the General of [i]'overly vulgar speech in the presence of minors'.[/i] Hrm." Looking at the new paper that Volts brought in with him. "Probationer: Monroe, Hunter. Charges filed July 23rd: Failure to report for duty at designated time - witnessed by Frankenstein and probationer Holloway, Ashton." Stopping he let out a short breath and looked towards Hunter. "10-886 - Absence without leave." Article 10, Code 886 of the Military Code of Military Justice. AWOL. While AWOL was usually remembered for people deserting it was more commonly know by soldiers for being late to work or skipping out early. "Do you deny the charges?" Gunny asked as he leaned back in his chair and laced his fingers together in his lap. Now, back to the basement - Medic made his way down the stairs and down the hallway. He peeked in his head into the wrong room to start but quickly made his way into the correct one, spotting Alexander down on the floor. His head tilted to the side slightly. He hadn't met this one before, granted he hadn't met Thalia before or Hunter either. Three new people. He had heard there were new people but he hadn't felt like eating lunch so had missed seeing them. He still had no idea just who had arrived. Kneeling down next to Alexander he looked over the man. "I'm Medic." It was a quick enough and accurate introduction. "Pain, nausea, or known breaks?" he asked as he started to do a cursory look over of Alexander. [color=f1c40f][b]Water Repair Shop (G):[/b][/color] Stepping over to the two once he was fully off the boat Maddog pulled out a rag from his pocket and cleaned off his hands. "Right, the doctor," he said remembering the files. Rivets quirked a brow. "Dentist," he clarified. Rivets grimaced and took a step back which drew a laugh from Maddog. "He should be in I.A. instead of supply," she said before giving a thin lipped nod and turned, making her way away from the rest of them much quicker than someone might think she was able. "I got work to do in the shop!" "She ain't quick but she moves with purpose," Maddog laughed shaking his head before looking at Manny. "She hates dentists, be grateful," he added before looking over at Lisa. "I don't think this will take you two long. Probably less time that usual. Guy said the trip was pretty calm. Medic should be back once he gets restocks approved in Admin and collects them from Medical," he said as he shoved the piece of fabric into his back pocket. Giving a bit of a nod he started walking off. Lisa knows the drill for this. She and Manny will only be tending to the small medical room that is set up on the boat for the trips. The [url=https://i.pinimg.com/originals/6a/7a/60/6a7a60107a31fcb2da6a81de450468c5.jpg]boats infirmary[/url] is make shift, being put in long after the boat had been built. The boat itself obviously didn't originally have such a set up. It is a nice set up even if very cramped and different than one might imagine. It's orderly and looks to be decently clean but Lisa, and Manny, would know that just because an area looks clean doesn't mean it is sterile and if they are doing medical out at sea it is best not to risk it since there isn't exactly a hospital anywhere near by. The cleaning is going to take a couple of hours at least. Lisa may make a roll against her Custodian Skill of course to cut down on the time it takes to get if fully done. If you do, roll in chat. Roll at or below skill number, this is a success and time to fully get cleaning done up to par is cut down by 25%. [color=f1c40f][b]Mechanics (K):[/b][/color] Mizrahi nodded. He thought he understood what Ash was saying. He understood English far better than he spoke it. That and Ash was using normal words as far as he could tell. More what he could read in a book. Talking to Thana left him wondering if she was actually speaking English or something else entirely that she made up herself. He had heard of odd phrases before but after weeks on the road with the woman he had become truly confused. He had heard some things that left him scratching his head even after she explained them to him. He was trying though, trying to understand them, and use them... "Yeah, garden ain't made by sittin' in the shade," he said trying one out. This made Tesla stop and stare. "What the fuck?" he asked under his breath, half coughing as he did. "That not right?" Mizrahi asked. "No!" Tesla laughed. "That's about hard work, not things being hard." "Oh," he said before shrugging. "More turned up than a briar push durin' hog beatin'." "Push? Hog Beatin'? Okay, stop, you have got to stop learning English from Sparrow," he laughed before giving Ash half a wave. "Good luck man," he added as he walked off and back into fabrication, the door closing heavy behind him. Walking over to the bathroom, Mizrahi leaned against the door slightly. "Briar push wrong?" he asked, still not sure if Tesla was being on the up and up with him or if he was just teasing him. [color=f1c40f][b]Supply (R):[/b][/color] Mary looked like she might blow a gasket but she didn't. Her eyes narrowing somewhat. "You see that it is or I'm gonna have a talk with Auntie about you," she seemed to threaten before turning on her heels and walking out of Supply, the door swinging shut behind her. After that little exchange - Supply is just dead. Seems that no one is coming in or out. Those that had been in the back were the only noise that was made and after a little there was none at all. No they weren't dead back there. They came up and signed out. Older and their shifts were partly over night, the early hours in the morning prepping for the main shift. This had been the tail-end of their day and they were done now it seemed. Writing down their out time before heading out and giving the girls a bit of a wave as they went. "See ya tomorrow mornin'," one of the older women said as she left Supply. "Unless you girls wanna join us for Gin Rummy tonight after dinner, playing down at the picnic tables by the chapel," another said before heading out with the others. Seemed there were options of what people did with their evenings or down time in general. Gin Rummy hadn't been on the board by Assembly but this was a good example of people doing their own thing even if they weren't doing things already up and listed out. Granted Gin Rummy wasn't a big deal, it was a deck of cards and older folks - it really was the picture of a retirement home activity. [color=f1c40f][b]Underwater Garden (U):[/b][/color] The Gardens are just Thana and Nigel. Above them one can see through the spaces between the wood people walking about and see from above and then down into the water on one side that some are just fishing. Seems appropriate for the pier. The end of the pier however, where Thana and Nigel are, no one is fishing off. This is probably a good thing and there by design. The last thing Thana or Nigel would need right now is to get a hook into their cheek and someone try to reel them in. It would be the worst life action underwater scene of Bedknobs and Broomsticks ever, and a lot bloodier. Now, under the water, thankfully things seem calm. The weather outside has been hot, as it is summer in the south, but there hadn't been any strong storms over the last few days. This is leading to smoother waters. Now, because they are by the shore, before the sandbar is does mean that things are easily kicked up and the water isn't perfectly clear - it never is in the gulf. Though right now is about as good as it gets. Lights will be needed to see around once you are deeper than a few feet and even by the surface the waters viability is only a dozen feet at best. While it is only Nigel and Thana under the water, it doesn't mean they are alone. They might be the only humans breathing under the water with the help of their snorkels but it doesn't mean they are the only things alive under there. There are some fish swimming around, eating off the algae that is growing on the wooden posts that keep the pier in place, some shrimp and other shell fish crawling around. There is even a jelly fish or two floating about out there. At least for now it seems that is all that is under the water, what all is under there is anyone's guess - for now, the dice aren't showing anything getting to ya this round. [/color] [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=0072bc][i][b]Thana Martin[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Underwater Garden (U) [i][b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.ibb.co/JdKs8wt/Thanascarred3-A.jpg[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] Thana glanced over at Nigel. She really hadn't ever thought of it that way. [color=0072bc]"Prefer Athena, wiser,"[/color] she said with a slight shrug. Then a slight smile came to her lips. [color=0072bc]"Plus she won the city,"[/color] she added with a bit of a wink thinking back to stories she had read in school. Thana might have been Navy but she couldn't deny the pull of Athena to a girl growing up and wanting to be strong. Thana had faced plenty of challenges in the military being a woman, Athena had been a bit of a role model, even if she was just a story from long ago. There had been far worse people she could have looked up to growing up, especially all things considered. [color=0072bc]"Anyways, I just scienced the hell outta this. Fear my botany powers,"[/color] she laughed a bit as she pulled her mask down over her eyes and made sure it was all secure. [color=0072bc]"Qui plantavit curabit,"[/color] Thana added a bit more seriously. Now, Thana didn't speak Latin. She had never taken a lesson in her life but she did know a few proverbs that she had memorized over the years. Qui plantavit curabit was one of them. It was one that held a lot of meaning to her, one she had run across in one of her botany books back in college. It was the of the Roosevelt Family and basically meant that he who plants will preserve. Fitting for the Roosevelt's considering Teddys role in National Parks long time ago. Fitting to Thana she felt right then as she floated in the water and held onto the edge of the pier. She planted it, she had to care for it, it would help them all preserve. Looking over to Nigel, Thana nodded a bit. She wasn't minding his help nor his presence. Granted she would have rather had Ash near her but she knew if Ash was there she wouldn't be getting the amount of work that needed to be done completed. She would be too focused on Ash being close to do the job that needed to be done. That was not something that had been a problem in her past. She was very good at keeping work and personal apart, even if she was dating the person she was working with. That was before the outbreak though, before she walked into Newnan, before she met Ash, before over a year of thinking she may never see him again and then resigning herself to that. Yea, things were different now and as long as she was around him she was going to be focused on him. Having Nigel there made it better. He wasn't someone that was part of CMB when she came in. He hadn't seen her recover, he didn't know her before. He was new, seemed educated and spoke well, didn't seem to have personal issues. Frankly the man was a unicorn in a world of acid dipped Jokers. Maybe he would like to move from Supply to Mess once his probation was over? Time would tell. [color=0072bc]"Maddoc runs swimming/snorklin'/divin' lessons twice a week ifn' yer interested. Would get ya better suited fer being out here, I'm startin' them up soon as I get cleared by Doc,"[/color] she let Nigel know. [color=0072bc]"A'right, time to get started, ready?"[/color] she asked, not wanting to jump the gun on this. Sure they were anchored and close enough to shore but Thana had been in waters like this enough to know anything could go wrong at any minute. [color=0072bc]"And watch fer jelly fish, thems gonna get ya worse than most thangs out here."[/color] [/color] [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=f26522][i][b]Nikola Warren[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Supply (R) [i][b][color=f26522]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.ibb.co/YXcNVM2/Nikki3.gif[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] Nikki rolled her eyes. She rolled them so hard in fact that it actually hurt and had the old wives tale about eyes getting stuck that way were true they would have when she listened to Mary. [color=f26522]"Get laid!"[/color] Nikki yelled out after the woman before huffing and popping a bubble with her gum. Shaking her head she looked over to Nikki. [color=f26522]"If that woman had an orgasm it would do more good for the rest of us than she knows,"[/color] she added before leaning over the counter and resting her head down on it. She had work to do, she knew that but dealing with Mary could be a head ache. It wasn't like she really disliked Mary it was just Mary was in a mood and Mary seemed to be in a mood more and more often these days. Nikki felt bad for Lisa having to work with the woman some days. Then again Mary could be fun, when she wanted to be and didn't have a stick up her butt. Looking over to Amelia she got back to their conversation. [color=f26522]"Oh you know those weird things people would build that really didn't do anything but looked neat? Like you roll a ball down a track, it knocks over dominos, then makes a balloon pop, which makes a chicken lay an egg, that rolls down another track and cracks on a glass to fall into a pan to fry? Like that but for Walkers,"[/color] Nikki said, trying to explain what Lisa liked to do and totally blanking on what the actual process was called. Maybe she should spend more time with her nose in a book, or maybe not. She figured she got the point across. If not she could keep explaining. Nikki did enjoy talking to someone new. At least someone that wasn't putting his foot in his mouth, or a handful of oatmeal. She cringed at the memory. That was not pretty. Lifting her head up she looked at Amelia as she came out and smiled a bit. [color=f26522]"That looks pretty good!"[/color] she exclaimed before glancing around. [color=f26522]"But it needs something,"[/color] she added as she came out from behind the counter. It was about this time the older women came out of the back and were signing out to leave. Nikki wasn't paying them much mind until the two of them spoke and one invited them over to cards later. Nikki nodded and waved a bit, waiting for the door to close before saying anything. [color=f26522]"They just wanna know about the two new resident lesbians,"[/color] Nikki said rather bluntly as she looked over to Amelia. [color=f26522]"Ain't nothing bad. We have a lot of people that swing more than one way. We just ain't had a full on female couple that looked to be long term in a while. Hell we only had one gay couple till you showed up. They're old and curious,"[/color] Nikki said, rolling her eyes again as she walked. She seemed to be searching for something. [color=f26522]"There it is!"[/color] she exclaimed as she reached up on a shelf and pulled a hat box off it. Dusting off the top she brought it over to the counter and opened it. Inside was an [url=https://a.1stdibscdn.com/italian-wool-brimmed-capeline-hat-with-dotted-veil-1970s-for-sale/1121189/v_55365711544257589704/5536571_master.jpg?width=768]older hat with a veil[/url]. [color=f26522]"There ya go,"[/color] she said holding it out. [/color]