[color=lightgray][table][row][/row][row][cell][sup][color=f1c40f][h1]☠ πšƒπš†π™³: πšˆπšŽπšŠπš› 𝟻 π™ΏπšŠπš›πš 𝟺[/h1][/color] ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup] [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, this is an end of day post. So use this round to wrap up as you wish. Don't worry about amount of ground to cover to get your character back to their respective quarters. That won't be an issue this round. Next post will be a new day, I am not sure just how far ahead I am jumping but it will at least be a couple of days. We will see. It won't be more than a week, so don't worry. Unless otherwise notified by you, we will assume that each character goes along with their dailies, speaking to their therapists as they are assigned, need, or want. If anyone wants to collab out a small scene to help them wrap up the day, please let me know. [/cell][cell][center]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] July 23rd, 2012 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ [img]https://i.ibb.co/hdH3d6d/dead-towel-2.jpg[/img] [/center][/cell][/row][/table][center][sup]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/sup][/center] [color=f1c40f][b]Streets of CMB:[/b][/color] The streets are becoming clearer and clearer as the minutes tick by. It is clear that now that the days work was done and meals had been had people were heading back to their own homes to get some much needed rest. If Camp Mexico Beach was good at anything it was making sure everyone was worn out at the end of the day. Not a bad type of being worn away but putting in a good days work and not letting worry take over. Sure there was worry, there always would be most likely at this point but within the walls it helped. It wasn't constant. People were fed, clothed, and allowed to rest in ways they couldn't outside of the walls. It might have taken a lot to keep the community going but at the end of the day it was a welcome tiredness as a opposed to an exhaustion. There was reason for this even if some people perhaps didn't need to work as hard as others, idle hands lead to problems. Boredom leads people to do things they normally wouldn't, just as much as desperation. [color=f1c40f][b]Beaches of CMB:[/b][/color] Cheers nodded as Nigel remembered her name. "Yes, well Adelaide but yeah everyone calls me Cheers." Dusty chuckled. "Bartender and all," he said before holding out a hand and shaking Nigels. "Dusty's right." "Yeah since he's always a mess," Cheers said with a smirk. Bass stood up and dusted his hands off before holding out a hand to Nigel. "Ray, Ray Adaway sir, but people call me Bass," he said in a deep voice, it was more than obvious why they called him that. His voice was nearly as deep as Mufasa's and he was still very young compared to many in the camp. Not as young as Nikki but still younger than the majority of people in the camp. "Yeah, mostly just hanging out for a few before we turn in later," Dusty said as he sat there messing around with the sand. "He's just to lazy to walk home, he'll probably pass out here on the beach," Cheers snarled. "I could go home with you." "Um... hell no..." Cheers said and scooted further away from him. Bass shook his head. "Yes sir, we all work mid day shift. Start a couple of hours later than others, so we have a little more time in the night before we're ready to turn in," Bass explained. "Your first day go alright? You were with Sparrow right?" [color=f1c40f][b]Education Center (M6):[/b][/color] Aeron nodded. "Ah, yes. Very well put. Thankfully I believe you will have a much better hand at this than most would," Aeron said as he glanced around. "She knows what I am doing here. Upstairs is the main library and I have promised not to touch that. This, this is for those of action, action perhaps we wished we hadn't had to see," he added with a small sigh. Taking a step, the man felt the day weighing on him, that and much more. "I will leave you to it if you don't mind. Just turn off the light when you leave, oh and," he pulled out a small key. "This locks the door," he said with a smile. There was a look of trust there. "Just work on it when you can or feel like it, it isn't required but it is a help." Turning he headed back for the door. Stopping he looked back at Alexander. "Thank you Alexander, for the help and the friendship," he said gratefully before heading up the stairs slowly. Right then he needed a joint and some sleep. [color=f1c40f][b]General Housing (X):[/b][/color] Over in Condo 17, Joaquin stood in his room, the door open and rubbed the back of his neck. Today had been longer than he had thought it was going to be. Coming out to his sister had gone better than he had imagined. All that worry for nothing. He chuckled a bit over it as he slipped off his shoulder holster and rested it on the back of a chair. Sitting on the edge of his bed he pulled off his boots and set them off to the side. It put his face on eye level with his nightstand. On it was a simple lamp and an old photo album. Picking it up he flipped it open. Old pictures, the one thing he had managed to keep intact over the years. Most of the photos were old, worn, damaged, but to him it didn't matter. He could still see the faces. Slipping out one, he thumbed it a few times before getting up off his bed. Walking over to his sisters room, he wedged the corner of it in the door. It was a picture of him, her, and their father leaning against an old El Camino outside of their uncles place down in Mexico. They were young then, and all of them looked as if they didn't want to be in the picture. In Apartment 1 Sheers laughed. "Ain't that the truth, we're really too old for some of this shit," he chuckled and hissed from behind his teeth. "Though think it will get easier for ya as you get used to it. Know anytime I was on somethang new in these parts it took me a good week to at least get used to it and not feel like my knees were going to revolt every time I sat down," he admitted. Lacing his fingers together on top of his pot belly he shrugged. "Ain't half bad. Being the barber in these parts ain't hard. Few people a day and then mostly just tending to the shop. Get more naps than most but not as many as I want," he added a chuckle and a shrug with the last bit. "General won't let me put a recliner in the shop but I'll make due with my barbers chair," he grinned and winked. Sitting on the couch in Condo 14, Chase looked up from her paper work as Amelia spoke to her. She looked a bit dazed and out of sort for a moment. Her eyes peering out through her reading glasses and her mouth agape as her blonde bangs fells over her face. Reaching up she brushed them away. "Oh right, have fun," she said before looking back down and going back to work. It wasn't long after Amelia and Riley left that Chase gathered up her things and headed into her room. Laying down on her bed, she killed the light and closed her eyes. She had an earlier day than most in the camp, needing to take readings and check on predictions before the morning announcements meant she needed to be up long before the night security crew passed the baton to the day crew. [color=f1c40f][b]Jail (AA):[/b][/color] Roy quirked a brow. "Kid, you really got to stop starting every conversation with hostility," Roy said as he strolled over towards the bars, pulling a chair behind him and taking a seat. "Just doing my checks but looks like you need to vent, go on," he said as he crossed his ankle over his thigh and laced his arms over themselves against his chest. He brow went up slightly as he settled in. Spotting the fork his brow went up even more. "Not used to Cage letting a utensil slip like that." It looked like he was contemplating whether or not he was going to ask for it back. Cage heard the knocking on the door and headed down the stairs. Opening the door he spotted Nikki and the dog. Reaching out he took the dogs leash and got her inside, and then shut the door in Nikki's face. He wasn't about to deal with her and her antics right then. He had other matters to attend to. Taking a deep breath he looked down at the dog. This was unheard of but he had a gut feeling and went for it. He was surprised that Gunny agreed but it was rare he asked for something, especially like this. He was sure he just cashed in all his good boy gold stars with this, not that he had many. Walking to the door that lead down to the jail, he lead the dog down the steps and came around the corner. Roy, turned and looked confused as hell. Cage just motioned for Roy to leave. Shrugging, he did, but not before pulling his chair back away from the jail cell and tucking it against the far wall. Izi seemed happy to see Hunter. "Don't make me regret this kid," Cage finally said as he unlocked the jail cell and let Izi in. Locking it back he tucked his keys on his belt. "You will walk her and clean up after her in the morning and afternoon, under armed guard, now, um, get some sleep," he said before turning and heading up the stairs. It had been a long day. Waiting for him at the top of the stairs was Roy, who was eying Cage. "What are you doing?" "No fucking clue at this point," Cage admitted before heading upstairs as Roy locked the door to the basement. Hopefully it would be an uneventful night. [/color] [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=0072bc][i][b]Thana Martin[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=0072bc]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Beach (L11) [i][b][color=0072bc]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.ibb.co/JdKs8wt/Thanascarred3-A.jpg[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] While the layer of cheese was thick with the way Ash spoke as he came up to Thana, she couldn't help but smile. Not so much as to laugh at him or try to hold back one but it was sweet. He was trying and while he was obviously out of practice when it came to complimenting a woman or flirting she didn't mind. It was the effort and time these days that meant far more than the actual execution. At least when it came to things like this. If he was ever this rusty when it came to killing walkers then maybe he would be in real trouble. For now she simply blushed a little. She was just as rusty at accepting compliments. Stopping at the edge of the beach she looked at the road ahead and then slowly turned her head towards him. Her eyes drifting over to the man and quirking a brow. [color=0072bc]"Now that you mention it, ain't ya supposed to be my mode?"[/color] she taunted. Earlier in the day she had got quite the piggyback ride from Ash so she didn't have to walk, or was that the day before? It was hard to remember right then. She was more tired than she imagined. More mentally fatigued than physically even if her leg was aching and her muscles sore. Tying the laces of her boots together she slung them over her shoulder. [color=0072bc]"A'right, come on, give a girl a lift,"[/color] she chuckled. She wasn't sure if he would go for it or if he did how he would carry her. Piggy back? Bridal? Slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? She didn't care. But he had offered so like hell she was letting him get out of it now. His Virginia Hamminess of an ass was going to carry her. Resting her hands on her hips she smirked. [color=0072bc]"Ain't letting ya get out of it now."[/color] ~Thana's post and end of day will be wrapped up in Ash's post as collab~ [/color] [color=lightgray][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center][table][row][/row][row][cell] [h3][color=f26522][i][b]Nikola Warren[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=f26522]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Streets of CMB (O2) -> Jail (AA) -> General Housing (X) [i][b][color=f26522]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A [/cell][cell] [right][img]https://i.ibb.co/YXcNVM2/Nikki3.gif[/img][/right] [/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center] Now that Izi was done taking care of her business, Nikki headed towards the Jail once again. She hadn't figured she would have gone back after the whole thing with Hunter earlier but she was under orders by both Gunny and Cage right then. Rolling her eyes at the thought she quickly made her way to the front door of the jail and knocked. Waiting for the door to open she figured she would be dealing with Roy. He was supposed to be taking over for Cage, so when Cage opened the door it took her by surprise. He didn't say anything, just reaching out, taking what she was too deliver and shutting the door in her face. What was done was done. Another eye roll and a huff, and a popping of a bubblegum bubble and she turned around. She was not getting in the middle of this as much as she wanted to. Something told her to keep her mouth shut for once. She was all out of checks and her ass wasn't about to cash something she couldn't cover tonight. Maybe tomorrow. Nikki still wasn't sure what to think about everything that had happened but she was not about stick around. She was tired and it had been a long day. She hadn't even had supper yet. Thinking on it though she really wasn't hungry. She was more tired of having her arm yanked nearly off each time she had taken Izi out for a walk or went to put her up. Meals weren't mandatory and everyone skipped one once in a while. She figured considering how late it was getting she probably would have missed out anyways. Not that if she went in there they wouldn't fix her something but she just wanted a shower. So much damn running today. Now that she was sans dog she hopped on her skateboard and high tailed it away from the Jail. With it being later and the streets clearing out it made it pretty simple for her to make quick time and not play bob and dodge with people. It wasn't long before she was kicking her board up and tucking it under her arm as she walked up to her apartment. Pulling her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door. Stepping inside she rested her board against the wall near the door and shut the door behind her. Looking around she spotted Lisa. [color=f26522]"Hey, what ya up too?"[/color] she asked as she reached up and pulled a stick and a few blades of grass out of her hair. She did look like she had taken a tumble or two in the grass. [/color]