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[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] Repeating since some more will likely be hitting the heat this round - [i]We are well into the afternoon now so we are at the hottest part of the day (near 90's), so make sure to act accordingly if you are out in the heat. As it is summer in Florida, it is always humid and the winds are near nothing so you will be sitting in hot, moist, sauna like air and it will hit you like opening an oven when you step outside.[/i]

	And make sure to check continuity. Some are posting about things that haven't happened or about things not posted about/their characters aren't privy to. (Gotten a complaint or two behind the scenes these last couple off weeks since we returned.) 

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[b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 23rd, 2012 
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[color=f1c40f][b]Hospital/Medical (B):[/b][/color] Seeing that Lisa was having a bit of trouble this time wasn't too surprising to Mary. This was what she had expected at the beginning. That the woman would get a step or two and then need to go back and fix something else. Yet she wasn't saying anything. Lisa hadn't fucked up so badly that she would have to scrap the entire thing, she was just missing something here and there. This wasn't exactly an easy process to begin with. On top of that Mary wasn't instructing Lisa, she gave her a walk through as it were and expected her to figure it out. There was a reason behind this. If something happened to Mary, how to make the drugs they used in camp was written down. Lisa needed to be able to follow them blindly if shit hit the fan and Mary was not available. There was no way they would probably ever get through all of them, so the most important part of all this was actually seeing how well Lisa could interpret Marys instructions. It was a learning process for both of them. 

	(Lisa has another round to go now to see if she can finish this up. She has one step left and three more chances to get it right. Good luck and may the odds be ever in her favor.)   

[color=f1c40f][b]Outside Jail -> Inside Jail (AA):[/b][/color] Roy stood there eying Cage. "What?" Cage asked but Roy just shook his head as Maddoc finished up the paper work and handed it over to Cage. Cage took a look over it, his brows raising slightly. "Wow, you really know how to fuck yourself over kid..." he said in half a laugh before shrugging and hanging the clipboard back up. "Alright, bring him in and put him in cell B. A still needs cleaning," he said as he pulled out some keys from his pocket that were attached to his belt loop. 

	"Why the hell does it still need cleaning?" Maddoc barked. 

	"Cause Sea Team got in and we got pushed to the back fucking burner. Supply wasn't expecting to need cells cleaned today. That's the fucking reason why. Don't like it blame him," Cage barked back pointing to Hunter. "Or Checkbook, Auntie had her do the schedule for today," he added as he unlocked the front door. 

	Roy just sighed as he started to lead Hunter up the stairs. "He means it, you go and self harm he will let you bleed out," Roy warned Hunter. 

	Inside it was much like a normal house. In fact it looked exactly like a normal home. A couch and TV in the living room, ect. Set up just like other places in the camp that were used as housing. This place actually had a little more. Everything seemed a little too normal, that was until one spotted the door in the hallway. It was steel, with a small window. Cage walked past them and headed for the door. "I need a fucking clean team," Cage remarked as he started to unlock the door. 

	"I'll look into it. Keep it up Cage and only help you'll get it a bottle bleach and a bucket and you can do it your damn self," Roy warned. Cage huffed as he flung the door open and flipped a switch. The light came on and he started down a set of steel stairs that were walled on both sides with concrete. At the bottom was, what one could see, a wall of concrete blocks. 

[color=f1c40f][b]Streets of CMB (L5 -> P6):[/b][/color] Outside of being hot as hell, things are calm on the streets and where Thana and Nigel are walking the place is pretty empty once they cross the main road and are on their way back towards the Hydroponic Gardens. 

[color=f1c40f][b]Streets of CMB (I6 -> L8):[/b][/color] Things are going good for Nikki, despite being hot. That is until they get close to where her and Lisa's apartment is. It is about that time that Izi see's an orange cat speed by as if its tail is on fire and for some reason the dog decides it's a good time to put on a chase. Yanking hard on the leash as she jumps and barks, running after the cat. 

	(Thana and Nigel are the only ones close enough to do a perception check to see if they hear the barking. Roll against Per (1d100), pass to hear (score or lower), fail to not.)

[color=f1c40f][b]Streets of CMB (The Bus: Q6) -> Outside CMB:[/b][/color]  Things were much like it had when the group had been brought into the camp that first day. They had to wait for the gates before they could leave, both of them. And currently Daytona was waiting for that inner gate before stepping back on the gas and putting the bus into gear. She had gotten the call back that they were prepping for the gate to open but it hadn't yet so they hadn't left yet. The inner gate finally opened after a few minutes and Daytona pulled forward. 

	While she was pulling the bus forward Bass waited. He wasn't speaking anymore. His eyes glancing around as the bus pulled into the space between the inner and outer gates. Joaquin's eyes seemed to stares blankly forward, as if he wasn't focusing on anything in particular but taking in what was happening. The Padre simply leaned against the corner of the bus near the door, down on the steps making him look a lot shorter than he was. Not that he was particularly tall to start with. 

	The bus came to a stop as it came to a stop at the outer gate. The inner gate closed behind them. Once it was fully closed the outer gate opened. The road ahead looked clear and good to go. There was an exchange of nods between those that were escorting the group to the graveyard before Daytona started to pull forward. As soon as the bus was fully out of Camp Mexico Beach the outer gate closed and she leaned more into the gas. They were finally on their way properly. 

	Joaquin looked slightly towards Ash as the man started speaking Spanish. Bass wasn't paying attention to the conversation and the married couple didn't speak Spanish even if they were listening. Jack didn't seem to be at first, Tatiana was. Neither understood but both picked up on the word Alicia. Neither had known the woman but both had been around Newnan long enough to know of her and what she had meant to Ash. She was one of the reasons Froggy had put Tatiana on Ash's case. Joaquin however, like his sister, knew the language as well if not better than English. His brow rose slightly and he looked very much like his uncle the way his jaw locked right then. He didn't say anything but his look seemed to echo his sisters words. He now had questions as well. 

	Being as they were outside the gate now and driving at a good speed, Bass picked back up to where he had left off. Unzipping the bag. It had guns and knives in it. Picking up a sheet of folded back lodged between the weapons he unfolded it. "A'right, talked to Gunny and got the okay fer ya. Talked to others, reviewed yer files. Think we gots this all in order. Rules are simple, don't hurt each other, weapons will be handed back over will all unspent ammo soon as you reboard the bus. Any screwing around or attempts to and I quote Maddog here 'fuck us over and we'll put a bullet in yer skull and dump yer body in walker pit, not necessarily in that order'."

	"Man don't fuck around..." Padre said in passing as he flipped to another page in the bible he was thumbing through. 

	Bass blew out a long breath and nodded in agreement. "Naw he don't," he said before reading over the paper. "Alright, Newman," he started and Atticus pointed to Manny. Bass nodded and picked up a double barrel shot gun, he checked it before holding it out to him and a small pack of six more shells. "Polawski?" Atticus pointed to Alexander. The same was handed to him as Manny had gotten. "Payne?" Preacher pointed to Amelia. "Oh right," he said stepping over his bag and opening the other bag that was on the floor of the bus. He pulled out two things. One was a short axe, the other was a steel baseball bat that had  short spikes welded to it like a mace. "Careful, they're sharp," he said with a thin lipped smile. 

	Turning back around he checked the paper. "Hollow.. oh Ash, right," he said looking over at the man before going back into the gun bag. He pulled out .45 ACP S&W 4506 and handed it over to the man. "Clips full," he added before looking back at the paper and rubbing the back of his neck. "Huh... I didn't," he started before a short whistle came from Joaquin and the Mexican motioned towards Alicia. "Shit, right," he said as he stood fully after pulling out a Beretta 9. Handing it to her he held up a hand. "Just a sec," he added as he bent to keep his head from knocking the ceiling of the bus as he made his way to the back of the bus and Joaquin moved to the side. Reaching behind the back seat he pulled out a familiar round shield. Turning around he headed back to her and handed it over. 

	"Five minutes out," Daytona informed the group as they turned down the forth or fifth street they had driven down since leaving the safety of the walls of Camp Mexico Beach.[/color]

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[h3][color=0072bc][i][b]Thana Martin[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Streets Of CMB (L5 -> P6)
[i][b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Things like this made Thana question those old movies where men who ruled Mobs or other organized crime syndicates would meet in Saunas. It wasn't that she didn't believe it, it made her question how they handled it. It did provide a perfect cover for those types of meetings. No one in their right mind wanted to deal with that type of environment if they didn't have to. The biggest thing about humidity though for Thana wasn't how bad it made the heat but actually how bad it made the cold. It made the cold cling to you like falling through the ice. That was hell to her. True hell. 

	Her thoughts were derailed though as Nigel started taking. She glanced over to him and she chuckled slightly. He meant well enough it seemed and he wasn't wrong. The man was there to help her. [color=0072bc]"How about we settle on each carrying half of the world there Atlas,"[/color] she said with a smirk. It was about as much as she was willing to give. She couldn't be upset at him for saying he had things. He didn't know her well, didn't know how she was, he was trying to help, and she figured part of his willingness to help was because he was new and trying to make a good impression. (Not that she knew this for sure, it was just what she suspected, though Thana was crap at reading people. She didn't inherit her fathers Jedi-like senses...More was the pity.) Maybe she just wasn't as perceptive as he was. She wasn't noticing somethings going on right then anyways. 
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[h3][color=f26522][i][b]Nikola Warren[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Back of Supply (I6) -> Streets Of CMB (L8)
[i][b][color=f26522]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Neither of them were options though. She needed to drop Izi off at her apartment and get the hell back to Auntie to get work done. There was not time to dillying or dallying. Which sucked for the young woman but she figured if she just hoofed it, and then busted ass once she got back she could be done with everything early and get a few minutes to herself before dinner. At least she hoped she could. She had somethings she wanted to think about and if she could catch Thana at the tail end of the woman's shift she wanted to ask her a few things, things she hadn't had a chance to since Thana had gotten back and with Ash being out on that funeral detail she figured it would be the only time to talk for a bit. Thana did seem rather wrapped up in the man. 

	Thing was, Nikki probably wasn't going to get a chance as she spotted a damn cat blaze across their path between the buildings. She rolled her eyes and was caught off guard as Izi took off. [color=f26522]"God damn it!"[/color] she grunted as he arm was tugged forward harshly and then the rest of her body followed. Thankfully Nikki was dexterious enough to keep her footing and not end up face first on the ground to be drug by a dog. That being said she was having a hard time running to keep up even with Izi partly dragging her thanks to the leash on her wrist. [color=f26522]"Ugh! Ack! Izi!"[/color] she tried to yell but the jerking kept the words from coming out loudly right then. 
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