[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] First things first, the Animal Planet Table has been moved to the original OOC post. Figuring it could come in handy in the future. I think we are pretty good at getting people on the same time line currently. (I wasn't expecting that.) Pay close attention though because the order the sections are posted are not in time order. So read carefully and pay attention to all sections and characters. (Never knew when your paths might cross!) [/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] Gunny sat there and listened to Hunter vent his frustration. The man seemed unphased by what he was saying. But at certain points his eyebrow would twitch. He had been made aware of the interview Maddoc had had with Hunter. It hadn't gone well. In fact the interview along with how Hunter acted in quarantine was why Gunny was against Hunter staying. Maddoc had put up an argument, much like he had for Nikki. The allowance was granted but with stiff regulations. Part of that being therapy. The other part was Gunny was aware it was made full and clear that no matter what happened the dog would remain within the town whether or not Hunter was here. Once Hunter was done, Gunny glanced towards the door as a knock came. "Come in." The door opened and it was Roy, with Maddoc standing behind him. They both entered. Roy glanced around and didn't say anything. One could feel the tension in the air. Maddoc however wasn't as quiet about it. Looking at his younger brother the man started speaking, the language wasn't a common one even before the apocalypse. It sounds more like drunken Irish gibberish than anything else but Gunny seemed to understand and the two started to exchange words. Roy took a step back. Gunny words seemed to be reserved and short in any language, Maddoc was getting fired up. Gunny placed his hands on the desk and stood. "Enough." One word, delivered simply and without inflection. Maddoc growled but shut up finally. Turning his head he looked at Hunter. "This has nothing to do with making people fall in line, it has to do with an agreement. Being part of this community means you understand it is military. Being former National Guard you know full and well what being lax in duty means. It means the first thing to go is special privileges. A dog is special privileges. Not everyone has one, not everyone is allowed one, they take up resources. They are a privilege. You losing said privilege is on you and no one else. It has nothing to do with emotional attachment." The man was about to continue when a radio call came in. "Gunny DoLittle, have the dog and am moving to a foster home." Gunny picked up the radio. "I don't know why the removal but I knew I should have made a report..." "Continue," Gunny said into the radio. "Failure to clean up after the dog, had to call him back on it during lunch," she informed Gunny, and the room in the process. Maddoc's head jerked to the side and he glared at Hunter. "Thank you, out," Gunny said before setting the radio down. Taking his pen he made another notation in Hunters file. "That right there alone is enough to have the dog taken away. If you cannot care for a companion properly you are not allowed on." Looking back at Hunter as he set his pen down. "You are on day 1 in Camp. Probation, day 1. Your file is filled already with marks against your attitude. You have yet to speak with most within the community or those that entered with you with any ounce of respect, courtesy, or common sense. You are curl spoken, judgemental, and refusing to see any of your own personal faults. I have a note here about having a problem with being told you would be shot." Stopping he looked down to double check before looking back at Hunter. "At least we are honest, I see you eyes, I know that look. You plan and think about harming people. We just let you know what will happen if you try to harm us. You are the far bigger threat." Closing Hunters folder Gunny sat back down. "The dog was a privilege. You being in these walls was a privilege. You have no earned your place as others have. Years building a community that thrives the way it does. Despite others concerns about your attitude a special recommendation was made for you. One that is being reconsidered now due to your constant issues. Drunken disorderly, dereliction of duty, excessive vulgarity, waste of community resources, and more. One, two, three, four, five breaches of protocol and more, all within the last twenty four hours. One problem, yes we would have talked. Two problems, more duty added. But all this? No, this I will no abide." Roy knew where this was going, he was already moving behind Hunter and not trying to hide it. Maddoc at this point was chewing on cigar and had his face in his hand. "I here by recommend that you Hunter Monroe are exiled from the community. This is not a decision but a recommendation. It will be presented to your work seniors, should they agree it will go before the CMB council, then Maddog and myself before being presented to the General. You will have a chance to defend yourself or plead your chase at the tribunal. For now, you will be placed in holding. Roy take him into custody." Letting out a short breath Roy nodded and pulled his handcuff out. He didn't say anything. Maddoc did however as he cast a glance towards Hunter. "I wouldn't try anything kid..." Maddoc warned as Roy went to put the cuffs on. "Hell of a way to get out of cleaning Rivets Restroom," Roy finally said. In truth Roy wondered if exile was the better of the two options. Downstairs in the basement, the man that busted his ass and lost his leg seems to be having a lot better time with things than Hunter it. Medic nods a bit. "Yeah, you got it right. Odd hearing it again after all this time," he said as he picked a bit at his pants with one hand and rubbed the back of his neck with the other. Glancing at the door he shrugged. "I hope so but who knows. Rolodex isn't exactly the Hospital's favorite person right now," he started and then sighed with a bit of a chuckle as he started to explain. "You see, last time she borrowed a gurney she, well, she decided to reenact a scene from MASH, the show from the seventies and eighties. So there was this gurney race down the main street right outside. She got like a dozen people in on it. And everything was going great until there was this crash, into the General's golf cart, and well, injuries. Since then Mary has loathed that woman with a capital L." [color=f1c40f][b]Hospital (B):[/b][/color] "Yes really," Mary said frankly before listening to what Thalia had to say. After hearing she pointed over to the wall where several were lined up. "Don't scratch it," she said before looking over towards Rolodex. "And it better come back here with him on it and not you driving," she warned. "Wouldn't think of it darlin'," she said in a overly sugary sweet voice before moving over towards the gurney to grab it. (At this point Rolodex will help Thalia move the gurney, rolls have been made, the two will be able to get it back to Alexander by the end of this round. You may take control of Rolo and bunny her as needed to help with this and make the post go smoother for this round alone.) [color=f1c40f][b]Water Repair Shop (G):[/b][/color] Way to go people, everything is going along better than expected. Lisa will not need to make another roll for her skill this round. Both her and Manny will just finish up the medical room on the boat this round, at the very end of your post that is. (You won't have time to leave the water repair shop this round.) Next round we will move on, for now, finish up and get the carts loaded to move out so you can get the dirty out of there. Well done! The rolls were in your favor. [color=f1c40f][b]Mechanics (K):[/b][/color] Looking over what Maddoc had left, Mizrahi wasn't paying a lot of attention to Ash. That was until Ash spoke. His head went up and he nodded. "I check," he said as he started walking over there. He had to, if it wasn't done right and Ash was cleared that was on him. Stepping in he glanced around, seemed the place was done. "Good," he said as he took the clipboard off the wall between the two bathrooms and signed off on Ash's work for the mens. Looking at the womens he grunted. "If not back soon, you must finish," he told Ash as he hung up the board. At the question he motioned for Ash to follow him. "The Mill," he said as he stepped outside and pointed off to the south east. "Settlement in old paper mill. Trade with," he told Ash before checking his watch. "You, clean up, funeral," he said. "Check back in when back." It was about that time and Rivets had allotted Ash more time than most to get ready for the funeral. Granted, she better have considering the job he was assigned. [color=f1c40f][b]Supply (R):[/b][/color] Thankfully other than the mouse nothing else seems to be crawling out of the woodwork. Everything else is calm and no one is coming in to bother you all. Now what happened with the mouse? Well read below for the rest of this area. [color=f1c40f][b]Underwater Garden (U):[/b][/color] You are moving out and over towards the Mess Hall. Things go fine. You will be able to move the cart and everything on it, without any issues or spills, from the Pier to M5, just south of the mess hall, on the main road this round. During your movement you will catch sight of DoLittle with Hunters Dog as she walks it away from Hunters apartment and it seems she is heading towards the main supply building. [/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) -> M5 [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 and smiled. She didn't mind being called Athena, it had a nice ring to it. [color=0072bc]"If I am Athena, then which one would you be. I doubt Sportacus is a real deity,"[/color] she said with a bit of a smirk. She had read the nickname in the files and heard it once in Quarantine. She was sure there was a story behind that but she really wasn't worried about it. Considering from what she had gathered it was from the two older men who seemed to be what Jay and Silent Bob liked to refer to themselves as Hetero-life-mates, she didn't think there was actually a lot to the story. Gathering her things she nodded. [color=0072bc]"Yeah, seems taxes went away but the paperwork didn't. Now if I could only find a twinkie that would be something,"[/color] she said as they started heading away from the pier once everything was done and locked up down there. Unzipping her wet suit she rolled it down to her waist. It was nice to just not have it compressing on everything, granted on her thigh the compression did help some. She still had a long way to go in recovery. There were moments when she missed the pins in her leg. She was used to them by the time they came out earlier that week, it was like having to learn to deal with the weight of her body all over again. The mention of swords made her smile a bit. [color=0072bc]"Actually Joaquin can probably set it up. At least with non-sharpened or wooden for now. At least until you and Thalia are off probation in the community and everyone is more at ease with new people having weapons,"[/color] Thana said as she walked with him towards the Mess Hall. Her limp was getting a little better the more she moved it out of the water, the heat of the air versus the cold of the water made a difference. [color=0072bc]"It'll have to be supervised of course, run by Roy, and set up for a time and place but I don't think it would really be a big issue. Long as you follow the rules and such. Ask Roy, or hell even Major would know."[/color] Catching something out of the corner of her eyes she turned her head and spotted DoLittle with a dog. She didn't know the dog but it matched the description of the dog Hunter came in with. It made her wonder why the vet had the dog but there were so many reasons, and it was only day one, that it didn't even cross Thana's mind that the dog was being removed. For all she knew the woman was taking the thing for a walk since Hunter had work to do like all the other new people. [/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] [color=f26522]"Exactly,"[/color] Nikki said agreeing with Amelia assessment of the old ladies. It was exactly like that and it seemed that even the end of the world couldn't being about the end of the Sewing circle, or in this instance the Poker circle. Either way, people liked to talked, especially when there was not much else to do. Nikki recalled over hearing Maddoc and Gunny talking at one point, about how making sure people kept busy doing things that were useful was the most important part of survival these days. Idle hands and all that jazz. She wasn't sure she agreed with that but she couldn't fault the logic. Half the time when she did something she wasn't supposed to it was because she was bored. There was a nod from Nikki. [color=f26522]"You're welcome. Most everything around here is common sense, it is just learning what to do. Reminds me of what I think college must have been like for others. Drop off stuff here, pick it up there. Well college for the rich. Like, yes, Gerard, that's a good man, would you mind flouncing my bouncy!"[/color] Nikki said doing a horrible impression of a snooty rich person snapping her fingers in the air before giggling and popping a bubble with her gum. Everything seemed to be going along well. Hearing about the man Amelia was paying respects to was nice. Not nice that she was talking about a dead friend but getting to know Amelia. She liked the woman and was glad she was assigned her. It was a nice change and Amelia seemed sweet enough. [color=f26522]"Glad you get to then. It's nice to have somewhere to go to say goodbye."[/color] It was, Nikki knew this. She wished she had such a place to go visit to remind her of her dad. She had to leave his body in the woods in Alabama. Then again, the whole camp kind of did that for her. They were trying to get here. She needed to go fishing. Thoughts about fishing though went right out the window when a mouse came out of nowhere. [color=f26522]"Mr. Bo'jangels that is not how we greet people!"[/color] Nikki scolded the mouse. She went to grab it but that didn't work. The mouse was much faster than the young woman was, scurrying off before Nikki had a chance to grab him, thankfully he didn't run up Amelia's leg but back under the shelving instead. [color=f26522]"Damn it,"[/color] Nikki grumbled from on her knees. Huffing she looked up at Amelia. [color=f26522]"Been trying to catch that fucker for three months..."[/color][/color]