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[h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Bus
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	The bus ride was nice. The AC kept things cool and comfortable, and with that Manny had another chance to chat with Alexander. "[color=00aeef]Yeah. You're right there, the chance to give a proper burial was nice.[/color]" He did chuckled a bit with the quote from Alexander's former sergeants comment. "[color=00aeef]It sounds like a plan then. Let's "Not Fuck Up".[/color]" Sure, it's not like anyone was trying to fuck up. But at least now they had the ability to remove much of the risks and situations that had been present before. Granted that came with it's own set of challenges, but a lot less that lead to someone dying now. He took note of Thalia saying thank you, but he wasn't sure who it was directed towards, so held off giving a reply back. He remembered more then one occasion where he said something or replied to something that didn't need to be spoken about and made the situation seem more awkward. So he let it go for now and Let Thalia thank whoever she wanted to Thank.

	The plan now? Go back to camp, check in to see whatever tasks are left and move onto dinner. Where then there might be more work to do. That was honestly a bit of relief to Manny as he didn't want to leave Lisa with all the work. Though if there was still work left now that would probably mean more work for her. If there was still work left he could always ask that she can get sent home and Manny can touch up things himself so that Lisa wont get stuck with everything. Though if it's all already done then it didn't matter too much he guessed. Maybe the next day he could take on more tasks for her to give her an easier day. Or depending on how currency and credit worked here maybe he could buy her a drink for making his first day here a present one. one thing for sure though? Almost dinner time, and like the night before likely another fish meal. They weren't bad, and it was a nice cooked meal.


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[h3][color=00a651][i][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=00a651]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Cell B
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	To Hunter's surprise, there was no rat. Maybe it was his paranoia or his mind playing tricks on him. Or maybe just a surprise. But it was a damn hamster. He relaxed a bit setting his feet back down on the floor and looking at the little creature. "[color=00a651]Hi there. You alone down here too?[/color]" He spoke with a soft and calm tone. A ton that in normal situations would feel very non threatening. It didn't help him much as soon after the little critter decided to leave back into it's hole. "[color=00a651]yeah. Must be nice huh.[/color]" This left Hunter to think with a little bit of a more refreshed mindset. What was the plan after this? If he got to stay he would be watched like a criminal no matter how things went. And it was clear that Hunter was not a good mix with the locals here as well. But if he left what then? They would take Izibel from him. Maddoc made that clear enough already. And to add to it, he had no where left to go. If he stayed he wouldn't likely get Izibel back either though. With what he saw for the situation, it was a lose lose. He figured he could maybe go back up north? Go back to his old family home and... 

	He wasn't sure what would happen after that either. He had spent the majority of the last 5 or 6 years searching for whatever remained of his family with no real progress. What was considered his entire adult life. He knew where they lived, but he was no detective. So what? go home and start over? maybe. But after all this time what trail is left? He could wander around and inspect each walking corpse to see if he missed some, but he figured that wouldn't do much for him either. He wondered about going north from there, he did technically have family that way too, but they haven't been on good terms with his parents since Hunter was a little boy. 

	He started having trouble focusing again. Though this time for another reason, he was starting to get hungry. He figured that might mean he was getting closer to dinner which would be nice. Though these days it felt like he was always hungry. He was severely under weight, he had many days where he would shut down emotionally and even if he had food wouldn't eat it. And he hadn't been functioning too great since the apocalypse started anyways. He know he almost went into shot once from the weight he had lost since this started so that had helped him get through those worse moments. So now, food seemed nice. He wondered how much longer was left until then.