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[h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Hospital/Medical (B)
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	It seemed Lisa was determined to stay. He was more then find letting her go early but she insisted on finishing this and he respected that kind of work ethic from her. Manny did take note of Amelia again passing through medical probably still working her own job for the day. He did find the banter between Lisa and Doc a bit funny as they walked along. It reminded him of simpler times of when he had first started his own dentistry and everyone had to act professional, despite all the jokes and banter that they were doing on a daily basis. He missed those days, but it was nice to see that it was still a possibility now even with corpses deciding they no longer wanted to be dead anymore. 

	Manny gave a wave to Doc as him and Lisa went for the cleaning supplies. "[color=00aeef]Alright then. Let's get the evil dirt monster cleaned up.[/color]" With Lisa showing him where the cleaning supplies were Manny felt confident he could find them again in the future, which added yet another win to Manny's daily achievements. Lisa sorted out the needed cleaning supplies and Many got to carry the broom and dust pan, bowl. On a [i]stick[/i]. "[color=00aeef]So, did you have a fun time while I was gone? Or was that planter incident the most exciting thing today. If so, still a pretty exciting afternoon if I do say so myself.[/color]" He was hoping it was more exciting then the funeral he went too. He felt odd going today, but he felt like he had to pay respects to the people that died, and their deaths lead to the direct events that made it so he could live. 

	Once back to where the mess had been made Manny got to work getting as much of the bulk of dirt picked up so mopping could be done. "[color=00aeef]You know, when I spent all those years in medical school I didn't think I would be cleaning up potting soil as often as I did this late into my career for medical work. Kind of funny to think about, but there are a lot of plants in any doctor's office it seems. I wasn't a huge fan of them, but I had to admit they looked nice. My partner insisted on it so to hell with it, all the plants. Turned into the stereotypical doctor's office right then.[/color]" He chuckled at that thought. He never got the love for plants in a work place until his husband pushed him for it, then he found himself begrudgingly liking it too. "[color=00aeef]A little something to "Pretty up the place" he would always say.[/color]"


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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
[i][b][color=00a651]Skills:[/color][/b][/i]N/A
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	Ted lit up his smokes as he informed Hunter getting pot of any kind would not really be possible in that situation. He shrugged not caring too much. HE had only had it once in his life and that was after meeting Pete. Ted did make a comment about nothing left to lose, and Hunter had to admit, he fit that area rather well and could see the connection. Ash though, had more then just simple words to say towards Hunter. As he spoke Hunter sat up to listen to what he had to say and, found himself honestly kind of speechless for a while. He honestly found himself stunned, he wasn't sure if he should take the compliments, confront him with some of his comments trying to justify himself, or if he should try something else. 

	When Ash was done Ted made his own comments about Maddoc and Nikki, but Hunter was so focused on what Ash said he struggled to take note of it. "[color=00a651]Wow... That was. A lot.[/color]" He stood up off his bed and walked to the bars facing Ash. "[color=00a651]To answer your question though, no. I don't know when to shut up. I am quiet when I should speak up. And I scream when I should shut up. For the most part, the latter just hurts me though.[/color]" He was still unsure how to respond to the rest of the information. The question was something that he at least had thought about for much of the last few years. Even landing in jail here, only really hurt him even if it wasn't needed he land up there should he keep quiet. "[color=00a651]You know... you kind of sound like my dad. The last time we talked before I joined. I didn't get what he was saying until I got back from basic, But I think... I see what you're trying to say.[/color]" He seemed to be visibly struggling with what to say or speak. "[color=00a651]Why... Why do you even happens to me? I lost my shit on your friend, I have cussed out people who actually have an understanding of the military and who you'd probably get along with better.[/color]" He stopped and turned as if looking for his next thoughts. 

	He took a breath and turned back to face Ash, but was still struggling for words. "[color=00a651]I... I have no idea what the fuck I am doing here man. Everyone here is like, "you were military so you get it" but like... My whole fucking career consisted of basic training, and getting deployed to shitty security details in corpse bait city. And like... How well.. do you remember those early days? Where the infected... looked almost... Alive. That was my career, trying to tell them from us. They gave us guns, and told us to keep people in line while keeping the dead at bay. None of it made sense then, and none of it makes sense now.[/color]" He took a breath and struggled on his words again. His heart racing he tried to finish his thoughts. "[color=00a651]I... want to do better. I do. But the military wasn't the way to do it then. And now... this place reminds me very much of what was going through my head as all of that built up. This is like... the first settlement I have come across since this started that wasn't... gone. And I was ready to get better. After how today, last night, and quarantine went. I highly doubt I'll be able to stay much longer Ash. And even less likely that they will ever let me touch a gun if I do stay. And I hope to god you are wrong about ever being needed like that again.[/color]" He left it at that. He already felt like he talked too much, and was pushing his luck and the patience of everyone around him. Including himself.