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[h3][color=8dc73f][i][b]Amelia Payne[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=8dc73f]Location:[/color][/b][/i]General Housing(X)(Condo 14B) → Streets (L9)
[i][b][color=8dc73f]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Going outside for a quick before bed walk, felt like a good idea. Amelia just needed more time to spend with Riley before calling it a day. They noted Chase arriving and get a shower while they were preparing for go out.[color=8dc73f]” Hi, Chase.”[/color] Amelia greeted with a smile, followed by a greeting from Riley.”[color=8dc73f] We will be out for a lil while.”[/color] She explained as they bid her goodbyes and left their shared Condo. 

	Just a tad shyly Amelia took Riley’s hand as they headed towards the beach. In a way Amelia thought this place reminded her of a holiday resort tonight. Like they were just a few minutes walk away from the beach, they practically lived on the beachline and after the hectic day people were everywhere enjoying quiet time and relaxation in games, sports or anything they might fancy. Actually the ‘Camp’ part of the place’s name was pretty fitting. Granted it was partly because of what it was before the whole zombie apocalypse thing, she supposed. Well it was good like this!

	Walking towards the shore, Amelia paid attention around them as only somebody who never thought they are completely save would. She was somewhat better with her ptsd, but it never left her completely. Even in the safe confines of the camp, she still felt completely vulnerable without a weapon and every shadow felt like possible walker waiting to jump out and bite her jugular or something. Her lover’s presence helped, god it helped so much! So did staying busy during the day and having people around. Strength in the numbers and all that. She leaned into Riley as they walked, it made her feel safer and calmer. It also allowed her to more easily push the other out of the harm’s way if any of those shadows she constantly kept vigil on truly proved to be a danger of some kind. You never bloody knew. Her first priority was to earn a weapon of some kind! Amelia was determined to check what would be required to do so.

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[h3][color=f7941d][i][b]Lisa Mason[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f7941d]Location:[/color][/b][/i] General Housing(X)(Apartment 6B) 
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	Lisa was currently chilling at home, swinging a leg back and forth over the edge of the sofa, pondering at the things she was writing down on the paper in her hands. She had a lot of things to figure out with this. She sighed loudly and lowered the writing implements, looking out a window. It was such a hassle to arrange things at times. She now really wanted to organize this competition thing as a step up point for the bigger desire to setup traps for walkers. 

	[color=f7941d]“Mmhhhh….”[/color] She made a thinking sound, eyes returning to the paper. First thing’s first, there were rules to think of. Administration, engineering and education would probably do a arm wrestle over any rules she put in place and set them however they saw fit if any of those even remotely felt something could be potentially dangerous even if it was mouse hunting. 

	[color=f7941d]“Schematics?”[/color] Lisa mumbled and wrote the word down with a question mark in the end.[color=f7941d][i]’ Yeah… that seems most probable.’[/i][/color] She concluded, drawing a circle around the word. Best way for anything of the sort of such competition to happen was for it to be either a design on paper one or at best something done in controlled enviroment, under the observation and control of the engineers. Yeah that might work, she concluded. A filtering round of sorts, they get as big a idea pile as possible and then get a jury to shift through and select the maybe top 10 best for each age group. Then they can get the mechanics and engineers to work together with the contestants to make those traps to the most faithful to the design way possible and they test those in live scenarios with test mice or rats. This way everybody would have fun! She was writing down the ideas, making flow charts, and notes.

	[color=f7941d]“What would be a good reward for such a competition though? They would never go overboard with rewards for this if at all… maybe some small amount of credit and a certificate?”[/color] She thought aloud, tapping the paper with the pen.