[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] Alright, we are moving forward now so this will basically be a filler post from me. Things at the [i][b]end of this round [/b][/i]are lined up across the board and it will be closing in on the 1730 hours mark today in RP. For non-military peeps, that means it's 5:30 P.M (half an hour before dinner starts.) Dinner is a single shift thing that runs from 1800 to 2000 hours, people come in to get food when they can during this time. Like breakfast it isn't a shift meal thing. As dusk is at 1921 (7:21p.m), this means that the sun is starting to get lower in the sky but hasn't set yet and you are still in the hottest part of the day. Note that in the south it doesn't start cooling down until the sun gets below the horizon. [/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]Hospital/Medical (B):[/b][/color] Lisa is set for the this round. She will finish up her cleaning by the end of this posting round and be able to get things put away. Which is great. There are no issues, no spills, no problems. Everything lined up and such so that she was able to shave some time off her cleaning. Maybe she is in a good mood, who knows. Job is done at the end of the round and she can start heading out of the basement. YAY! Manny should be happy when she sees him again. [color=f1c40f][b]Inside Jail (AA):[/b][/color] Well it seems that Lady Luck likes Hunter this round. That little bugger sneaks forward a little and comes out of the shadows into the light. Turns out it isn't a rat, it isn't even a mouse. It's a fucking hamster. Grey with a black stripe down his back and a little round fluffy butt. It looks at hunter, its little whiskers twitching before turning back around and sneaking back out of the cell behind the leg of the cot where it came in from. Seems like Hunter just lucked out and he can breath again. (This also means his modifier for fear is gone and if something should happen again with his fear he would get a new roll about it.) Other than that things are quiet and calm. As there is nothing in the cell to denote time and no seeing light outside as their are no windows, knowing time is gonna be hard. Roll against FIT. If he fails (rolls higher than his fit) the roll his stomach will let him know it is probably close to dinner. If he passes (rolls at or lower than fit) his stomach isn't having hunger pains yet so no telling what time it is. [color=f1c40f][b]Administration (A):[/b][/color] Rolodex looked up and then sighed as she kept filing her nails. From the way things were looking right then, between the air conditioning, the secretary filing her nails, the paper work, it was almost as if the world hadn't fallen apart. "Yer the first, think people are behind because of all the new folks and the funeral detail, usually have the distillery in by now at least," she said checking the time. Looking over at Nigel, she smiled and extended her hand to him. "Well hello there, I'm Rolodex but you can call me Sandra," she said in a full on southern accent that seemed to be slightly forced, either from trying to sound too much like Scarlet or putting into too much sweetness. [color=f1c40f][b]General Supply (R):[/b][/color] Everything is calm in Supply. Auntie yells from the back every so often for Nikki, "YOU DONE YET?" It repeats over and over and over again but she doesn't come out of the back to actually check. Other than that, things are calm, one can see out the windows of Supply to see people milling about and heading this way and that. It's still hot as hell outside so there aren't too many out and about. [color=f1c40f][b]CMB Graveyard (Bus):[/b][/color] Bass took the weapon and shells from Manny, nodding slightly. "No worries, sir, emotional day," he said in passing as he checked the weapon and put it away in the bag. Once Manny was loaded up, the last of those keeping watching outside the bus loaded up. Everyone took their same positions as they had on the way out. Atticus in the front, Bass in the center, Joaquin in the back. Atticus heard Thalia say thank you but it wasn't clean who she was speaking to or just in general. Instead of asking he just gave a simple nod of his head before he started talking. "Alright Daytona, take us home," he said. "Right," Daytona said as she closed the door to the bus and put it into gear. The bus rolled slowly forward and they started to drive. Bass and Atticus had to hop out at the gate to open it and let the bus out before closing it again and locking it up. After that, and they were back on the bus, they were off. "When we get back make sure to check in with your supervisors and see if you have any duties left to tend to before you are released for dinner. Dinner will run from 1800 to 2000 hours. Some of you might have work after, don't know your schedules yet. Oh, Tatiana, Riley, you two finished up so you are clear for the evening. Consider yourselves reported in," Atticus said to the group in general. Tatiana looked from where she was staring out the window over to Atticus and nodded. Jack pulled her a little closer but she pushed away, she wanted her hands free just in case. She was always on edge lately, and it seemed especially outside of the walls. "Anyone know what's fer dinner?" Bass asked as he zipped the bag up and held on as the bus hit a bump. "No clue, probably more fish considerin' Guy and Medic got back to town," Daytona said as she turned down onto the main road and the wall to CMB could be seen. "Almost home folks," she added. Pulling up to the gate she stopped the bus and radioed in. "Funeral Detail back, all green on our end." [/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] Administration (A) [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 nodded slightly. The kids in this place were getting a hell of an education. She had to give her father and grandfather props for part of that. It was surely a full community effort but knowing her family she was sure they had put a lot in place or at least suggested it. She had met others in town and it was clear that many had different ideas of what was important. It seemed like there wasn't anything left out. Probably was in the easier days when you had to focus on pure immediate survival above anything else. Now they had a wall, they had people, they had a steady food source and shelter. Things were good, so they could start planning more long term. What would long term be these days? Thana for a time thought long term was a week once the world fell. Then she met Ash years down the road, and long term was whatever the day count was at the time they were apart. One day, then two, then three, then months, then more than a year. Now, long term was two or more years down the road to her mind. It seemed her Grandfather was planning on much longer than that for long term. These children were being brought up in the new normal. You were raised learning your 3 R's (Reading, Righting, 'Rithmetic) and now your 3 S's and it wasn't shit, shower, and shave, it was scavenging, surviving, and slaughtering. Though had times changed that much or just gone back in time? A little bit of both as far as Thana was concerned. Yet she didn't think on it much longer as she found out they were the first in the day. She was about to say something to defend the slower pace but then Rolodex turned her attention to Nigel and Thana had to bite the inside of her cheek to keep from laughing. She glanced from Rolodex to Nigel and gave the man a look that could only be read as [i]"you poor thing..."[/i][/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] General 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]"Working on it!"[/color] Nikki yelled back to Auntie. She popped a bubble with her gum as she worked, her eyes kept darting over to the clock on the wall. It was feeling like every minute that ticked by was taking an hour. It was going so slow. It hadn't gone as slow this morning but then again she had Amelia to talk to while they worked. Now she was alone again. She didn't mind working alone but having a new face to talk to did make the time go by faster. Plus it was the end of the day, once these were loaded up they could get them around town and then have dinner, after that they would be done for day. At least she hoped they would. She didn't want to spend extra hours catching up in supply again. [color=f26522]"I have a couple of carts done but not all of them!"[/color] Then again, after what had gone down with Bass the night before maybe it would be a good thing if she was stuck in Supply all night. If he tried to turn a one night fun time into something more serious she might end up in a cell next to Hunter. She wondered how the guy was holding up and just what in the hell had happened. She had the dog now and he was taken to the cells. There had to be a story, she'd have to hit up Rolodex to get the fully story. That woman was the worlds worst gossip. Not that she would admit it. [color=f26522]"I'd get done faster if you'd stop asking!!!!"[/color] Groaning, Nikki shook her head. Looking back at the clock, she hoped that Amelia would be back soon, she only had a few more carts to get loaded up before she had to start delivering them. It would be a lot faster with an extra person. She had done it alone before but twice the people meant half the time right? Maybe not exactly that but it would be more fun to get it done with two, give her someone to talk to. [/color]