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[h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] General housing (X)/Apartment 1D
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Manny was enjoying finally relaxing after a long days work. Out of habit though, the moment he heard the door from within the apartment open up he leaned up ready to jump into action. Old habits of preparing for a lurking corpse were not going to fade fast, but he relaxed when he saw it was Sheers. He leaned back into his chair a bit more calm then the moment before. "[color=00aeef]No just little old me.[/color]" Manny said with a bit of a chuckle, but he was sore and ready for the day to be done. "[color=00aeef]The first day was good, but it reminded me why I hired interns all those years ago. I'm getting too old for labor and cleaning jobs.[/color]" He said it like a joke, but the rather constant use of muscles all day he hasn't been using like this in years was catching up to him. And it required enough effort that it did wear him out. Not as bad as he had seen it effect other people his age, but he knew that time may come sooner then he would like.

	Age was creeping up on the old dentist. Even in the years since the old world stopped working he had noticed it. In the early days he could hold a good jogging pace with his pack and gun for a decent amount of time. But even a week ago when he did the same to catch up to the helicopter he found himself struggling to keep pace and not run out of breath as he ran. He'd be lying if he said age wasn't something that concerned him. "[color=00aeef]Overall? Good day though. Got to see a lot of the place, and got to meet a lot of people. Did you have a decent day?[/color]" He didn't know sheers too well, but he remembered a brief conversation with the man back in quarantine. Though he didn't remember much about it.



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[h3][color=00a651][i][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=00a651]Location:[/color][/b][/i]  Jail (AA) Cell B
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	Hunter sat in his cell with his fork deep in thought. He had nothing on hand to offer over in terms of material, and his skill would have been useful in some regards had things not turned sour so fast. Even assuming the old stockpiles he had established in the early days were intact, few had things that would be value from across the country. And the close ones were small things that he decided were useful to have if he needed them, but were not worth carrying at the time. He found himself stuck for options. He had little to make himself inexpendable, and he had even less to offer that he would be trusted with now. And it was made clear he wouldn't be leaving with his dog even with terms were better.

	He found himself turning at the sound of the door opening. His first reaction was to reach for his trusted fork, but he found himself relaxing a bit once he saw Roy. More out of confusion then anything else he sat on the bed facing him the fork still in his hand but now in a more relaxed posture. "[color=00a651]Am I in trouble for something else?[/color]" Not paying attention to the fork in hand, he found himself fidgeting with it as he processed the situation unsure what to think of this new man who wasn't his warden or anyone he knew that would either want to talk to him or ream him out. "[color=00a651]Or are you here for some other reason?[/color]" It wasn't long since Hunter had seen Cage. He wondered what would bring Roy down here.