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[h3][color=8dc73f][i][b]Amelia Payne[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=8dc73f]Location:[/color][/b][/i]CMB Assembly(P) (I5) →General Supply(R) (I6)
[i][b][color=8dc73f]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Ahh back behind the safety of the walls. Amelia was feeling her nerves relax a tad bit as soon as they were inside. Reality however proved to be just as how she always knew it was. The moment you suspect it’s over, it never was. Something would always go wrong, even if it wasn’t a world ending disaster. Out of nowhere the bus came to a screeching halt for some reason. Amelia didn’t have time to react, before she knew what was up, her face hit the seat in front of her and then she snapped backwards when the kinetic energy ended.

	[color=8dc73f]“Hell… HURTS!”[/color] She cursed, which was a rarity enough for her, but it really hurt. The impact rattled her a little bit and her nose was currently hurting. It didn’t appear to be anything too serious, but damn. She knew something will happen! SHE KNEW IT! It always did! Rubbing carefully her nose, and resting her head back on the seat she took the few moments afterwards to calm herself as they were finally at Assembly.

	Once more on edge, Amelia carefully made her way off the bus, noting the info. So they had a bit before dinner. Luckily for her General Supply was very close, just on the other side of the street to the south. She separated from Riley with a bit of reluctance.[color=8dc73f]” See you in a bit later.”[/color] She said to her love and against her inner voices of shyness, she gave her a quick kiss on the cheek, feeling now even hotter than the heat outside at the end. With that done, she bailed for the other side of the street, heading to Supply only to find Nikki outside. She nearly tripped from stopping suddenly.[color=8dc73f]” Hey, I’m back.”[/color] She managed to say.” Is Auntie still in, I was told I have to report that I’m back to her.” She asked and looked at the girl.[color=8dc73f]” Also thank you very much for the help with the dress. It indeed was quite a bit more comfortable with it.”[/color]

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[h3][color=f7941d][i][b]Lisa Mason[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f7941d]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Medical(B)
[i][b][color=f7941d]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/a
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	With a tune Lisa was skipping up the stairs like she had done countless times in the past. Well not really countless, but she stopped counting long ago… or rather never did in the first place. For now she just wanted to leave this place, get home, chill for a little bit then have dinner. After that the plans were kinda hazy as she didn’t really have one, but she will figure something out when she gets to it. All was perfect, or rather that’s how it should have been. 

	Suddenly with no warning, Doc came hurrying for somewhere into colliding course with her. He startled her, maybe he startled himself also because his attempts to avoid collision ended up hitting into the fern. Lisa who was so very darn rudely pulled from her so far perfect day in an uncoordinated movement of some kind tripped over her own legs, falling forward towards him.[color=f7941d]" Fu..." [/color]What transpired next could possibly called a slapstick routine, but it wasn’t really fun to experience. She was covered with dirt… and then even more dirt as her head went right for the fern and ending in the planter… which poured the rest of the dirt down her head and shoulders and now she had a nifty nifty hat… heavy hat with dirt in it even if the majority was now down on her and into her clothing too! 

	With initial instinct to curse, she found the taste of dirt… so she closed her eyes and mouth, holding out the string of curses, as she brought her hands to her head, struggling to get the planter that was so neatly on her head now. It wasn’t getting off… Made her want to curse more, hoping someone would help get this off her.