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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] Alright peeps, let's see what we can do about getting done with dinner for the PC's this round. If we can muster that up we can get the day wrapped up in a round or two after that and move this story forward. If you haven't already contact people are possible story arcs or relations, start hopping on that. Keep in mind your characters current personality and where you want them to go if possible, as well if you think you can pull it off rp wise. Feel free to drop me a line to discuss some ideas. Also, are there a few ideas you have for some NPC's? either current or ones you would like to see added that could become actual PC's later on, let me know. Slow opening this more and more to player control now that we have a good foundation for skills and upping those. Depending on what your character does will determine their next amount of skill points to dump into existing skills, some will be getting new skills depending on what you do or try to do in Rp. As always, if you have an idea let me know.

	One more thing! There is a spin off Rp in the works that will take place PRE-Walker outbreak, I'm talking 60/70's. It wouldn't be a direct connect but does have potential for you to try a character study to see how your character could develop differently in different circumstances. Please note this is way in the future yet if you are interested in a Vietnam Era middle of the war - raging Age of Aquarius RP, drop me a line! 

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[b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 23rd, 2012 
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[color=f1c40f][b]Mess Hall (C):[/b][/color] "Hey, both of you should join. Get you back into the game and well you, hell you could use some down time," Rosie chuckled motioning to Amelia and then Nigel respectively. "History buffs usually have the most fun with this shit," she said before taking another bite of her food and grinning. 

	DoLittle chuckled. "Maybe you could start small and catch the mouse, or was a it a hamster? Either way, ya know, like a real mouse trap, remember that board game? Yeah, something like that, hell, might be funny come Halloween for you to set up something nonlethal for the kids," she suggested. Laughing. "You do that, I wouldn't mind a hunt myself, good luck girl," DoLittle added as Lisa excused herself. It was getting late now that she thought about it. Shoving a few more bites of food into her mouth, DoLittle did what she could to finish up, she needed to get back to the kennels and do an evening sweep before locking up fully for the evening. Plus she had to write up a report on that damned cat that got out of their cage. She still couldn't figure out how the hell that had happened. 

	It seemed that Amelia had a second conversation going on now that Manny was here. It didn't bother Rosie that much. She had seen this type of thing happen before after people got out of a quarantine. Even if they hadn't been traveling together, being together for a week or two in a sort of lock up made for strange bed fellows. That was humanity. Glancing over her shoulder to Edna she smirked. It was why the two of them had developed an odd sort of friendship. They had both reached for an old second edition DnD book on the shelf in quarantine. They kind of kicked the door open. It was them and one other. One that didn't make it into the camp for a series of reasons. 

	Rosie looked over to Nigel and shrugged. "All depends on how he handles himself. Seen people do what some might be considered minor get kicked out. Seen someone cold blooded kill a woman in the street and well he's still in town. It won't be anything quick. We have a system, long one, and he'll have to go through it. Wouldn't say he's totally fucked yet though but then again I haven't got the reports yet. Chances are Gunny will have those ready by morning."

	Aeron smiled slightly. "The conditions of your groups debt being paid was that the donation was to remain anonymous, it was an old family tradition," he said and then shrugged. The person that paid the debt made that point very clear. He wouldn't betray that, he had made a promise. Rule one. Glancing around for a moment before looking back at Alexander. "Yes, much like the one who plants a tree which they may never sit beneath. Do good, don't worry about a reward."

	Standing up he chuckled. "Well not tonight but I do believe Cheers is working on repairing an old carbonation infuser. If we could get a decent cane trade perhaps we could get a pop or two in this place. Though if we had the resources I would just raid a Coca Cola plant, I bet we found find that recipe now," he chuckled before stopping as Thalia started to laugh. "Oh my, that is disturbing... Sounds like something out of Poltergeist. Not as bad as a banshee mind you but yes, disturbing none the less."  Turning he went to buss his tray and head towards the exit. 

	"Jo... is that... normal?" Atticus asked as Thalia started laughing. 

	Joaquin sat there, looking confused and a little scared. "I wouldst be'est less afraid if 't be true I wast the lasteth sire on earth and a rap tap cameth to the doth's chamber door..." he admitted. This was the type of laugh that came on dark and stormy nights when things crawled out of the ground, before they actually had. His brows furrowed and he was so taken aback that when she finally spoke he was still too dumbfounded to respond. 

	Atticus however... "Hey!" he bawked. "Not cool..." he said before chuckling. He hadn't actually thought about it before but he could see what she was getting at, still though. Not cool. 

	The Major sat there with her brow quirked at the whole laughing thing and watched as Thalia got her composure and headed over to her. "Русский юмор заключается в том, чтобы приспосабливаться или разобраться в безумии своей жизни," she said as she was about to take a bite of food. Stopping the fork, she self translated. "Russian humor is to adapt or make sense or nonsense out of the insanity of their lives." She set the fork in her mouth and pulled the food off it before motioning with the tangs of the utensil towards the seat nearest her. "You find a person, killed many. Do you ask why or do you pull the trigger?" she asked dryly as she looked down at her tray and stabbed a few more pits of tuna onto her fork. 

[color=f1c40f][b]Jail (AA):[/b][/color] Cage quirked a brow as he watched Hunter. Sighing, he reached into the slat and took the tray. He didn't say anything about the fork, save for, "don't do anything stupid kid..." he said as he turned and headed back up the stairs. Closing the door he locked it and headed towards the door. He was about to yell out the door for Nikki, trying to catch her when he noticed she was flopped down on the sofa. 

	"Hey, here," he said as he set it down on the coffee table. "And wait a minute," he added before he headed up the stairs to the second floor of the make shift jail house. After a few minutes he came back down carrying a triple stacked letter and handed it over. "Just do it," he said as he thrust it out at her. 
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[h3][color=0072bc][i][b]Thana Martin[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Mess Hall (C)
[i][b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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[/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center]	Sitting there as she ate, Thana smirked a bit as she caught a glimpse of Ash out of the corner of her eyes. It was nice to just sit and have a meal with him. The last time they really had been able to do something like this was after the wedding and well reception fiasco back in Newnan. Not that they hadn't eaten together recently, but de-stress. That was an interesting night that lead to a lot of change. She remembered she had asked Ash if he ever just gave himself the night off. Asked how he was. He had looked at her like no one had ever asked such a thing from him. The man had really needed to let off some steam and in the end they both had. It changed a lot for them both, even before the town went up in flames. Glancing around at the Mess Hall she wondered for a brief moment what Newnan might have been like if it hadn't fell the way it had. She pushed the thought out of her mind quickly, what if's were never a good thing, especially now. No one could change the past. 

	At Ash's question, Thana nodded. [color=0072bc]"That sounds perfect... How about the beach?"[/color] she asked before she went back to eating. It wasn't long before she was finished with her meal and and setting her fork down on the slender little divet on the side of the tray. [color=0072bc]"Come on, people are going to start finishing soon and then things are going to get crowded just leaving,"[/color] she said after a few, making sure that Ash was either within a bite or two of finishing or was done. Sliding down off the stage she bussed her tray and headed for the door. 

	That was until she heard something that made a chill run down her spine. Thana stopped in her tracks. Her head turning slowly, like someone might in a horror film when they knew the killer was standing behind them. Oh it was a killer alright but that wasn't what was freaking Thana out right then. It was the sound of laughter. Laughter coming from Thalia. [color=0072bc]"Oh that ain't natural..."[/color] she muttered. Thana and Thalia had spent many a night up in a tree keeping an eye out on things while the other slept when they were on the road. Thalia smirked, chuckled maybe, usually sarcastically. In all that time, she had never heard Thalia out right laugh and frankly it was one of the most disturbing things she had ever heard...

	[color=0072bc]"She might kill someone, I'm outta here,"[/color] Thana said before hitting the door and getting out into the hot air. It wasn't as bad as it had been, not so much as to drench someone now but still hotter than in the Mess Hall. 
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[h3][color=f26522][i][b]Nikola Warren[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Jail (AA) -> Streets of CMB (O2)
[i][b][color=f26522]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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[/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center]   Nikki had been on such a rant she hadn't even heard Hunter when he spoke. Whether or not if the words he had said would have made her change her tone or just made her blow up more were left to the flip of the coin at this point. Instead she was upstairs now grumbling to herself. She had nearly bolted out the front door and stormed off to the Mess Hall so she could get some dinner but she remembered she had promised to take Hunters tray back for Cage. That was the only thing keeping her from exiting the house at this time. She had given her word, if she broke that, it would make her a liar. As hot tempered as she was, she did have some morals, or was it ethics? Shit, she didn't care. In a deep huff she flopped down on the couch and waited for Cage to come up. Like hell she was going back down there now. 

	Hearing Cage come up the stairs, Nikki turned her head and glanced over to him. Seeing the tray she was glad she wasn't going to have to get into it with him just to get the tray. Sitting up she grabbed the tray but froze and looked like a dog that was confused as she tilted her head to one side as he told her to wait. Rolling her eyes she did but she did so impatiently. Tapping her toe, drumming her fingers, and smacking her gum. As he came back she took the paper, read over it, her jaw going slack. [color=f26522]"You gotta be fucking kidding me! Seriously?!? Fuck! FINE!"[/color] she snapped before turning and storming out the front door, tray in one hand, papers in the other, and a vein popping out of her temple looking like it was about to burst. If it hadn't been for the slew of curse words leaving her mouth as she stalked off it just may have blew. [/color]