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[h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Apartment 1D
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	To say Manny was surprised by what happened would be an understatement. Manny froze for a moment as Alexander hugged and embraced Manny. Manny found himself at a complete loss of words as he processed what was happening. After what seemed like an eternity, Alexander spoke up. Manny gave a slight chuckle when Alex mentioned he talked too much. Almost making a comment about it, he stopped himself seeing the irony in that. And simply replied "[color=00aeef]No problem.[/color]" When Alexander thanked him. Manny returned the hug and embraced his fellow Baby Boomer and friend. He had trouble remembering the last time he hugged someone other then to say... Good bye. He thought it funny in a way how far their relationship had gone. Not too long ago, Manny was being held at gun point by the same man who he embraced now. Then soon after the two would act as the rear guard for the raiding party as everyone else pushed forward. Manny would later save the man's life, and Alexander being the man he was took his injury and made the most of it still being an experienced protector of the group. They had relied on each other, helped each other in areas they were weakest in, and emphasis their strong points. Despite the short time knowing each other, it felt like decades. And they had finally made it.

	Manny held the man for what seemed like forever before finally letting go. "[color=00aeef]You're a good man Alexander Polawski. I don't know where I would be without you.[/color]" He let out a relaxed sigh and smiled. He found himself very fortunate to have a friend like Alexander in his life. Despite the many complications Manny faced on his own he now had someone he could lean on in times of need. He hoped he could do the same thing for Alexander whenever he needed it. "[color=00aeef]The trial will be soon. I think we're both required to go, so we should probably get on that before it gets too late.[/color]" He wasn't sure how much use he would be there. He barely knew the boy, and he didn't know how he would be relevant beyond maybe some of his own experiences around the boy's age. Even then, they didn't compare too well. Manny for all intents and purposes at his age wasn't much more then some street thug. The boy despite how he comes across, and his outbursts. He didn't come across as someone like that.

	If Alexander decided now was a good time to leave, Manny would go with him. Or if he wanted to go somewhere else first, he would stay with him and help him however he could. Hell, at this point if Alexander didn't want to go at all, Manny would go with him and do everything in his power to get him out of trouble later. Though there was apart of him hoping he wouldn't. Manny wasn't the biggest fan of getting in trouble.



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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
[i][b][color=00a651]Skills:[/color][/b][/i]N/A
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	Despite how pointless some of Hunter's worried banter was, Cage still went along with it. It was a small thing, but Hunter seemed to relax a little. At the very least, it showed that there wasn't a total disregard for his concerns. He felt acknowledged. He did find the Halloween comment pretty funny none the less. He wasn't sure if it was meant as a joke or not, but he found it funny none the less. Cage also before leaving with the trays explained to Hunter the situation. His smile more or less died at that point. After Cage left, he simply moved tot he floor and would find a nice spot to lay down. Izibell came over like old habits and would find lay down right next to him. "[color=00a651]Good girl.[/color]" He rubbed her gently as she rested. She rested a lot, even before they arrived at camp. Yes, she still could run for hours and would go hunting, playing, and overall be active. But she rested a lot even on days she didn't do as much. Granted, it could just be she was easily satisfied with life and was ready to relax and enjoy the good life now that the two of them weren't fighting for their lives.

	Cage returned soon enough with both trays and their leftovers. Offering them to his best friend, Izibell would have herself a rather great lunch. She soon lost interest in chill time with Hunter as she went after and devoured the food. Hunter chuckled with a lite smile at Cage's comment. "[color=00a651]That would be a pretty funny report.[/color]" He chuckled at the thought again. "[color=00a651]"Well after the 100 pound dweeb over powered me..."[/color]" He spoke with a mock tone before standing up. "[color=00a651]Though I haven't figured out how to get over my allergies to bullets inside of me... So we'll save that report for later.[/color]" He had a thinking face on, as if he was debating the seriousness of the idea to himself. On the plus side though, no cuffs. 

	Hunter walked out of the cell without any additional fuss. On his way out giving Izibell a friendly rub trying to avoid showing any more sign of worry towards her. "[color=00a651]Good girl.[/color]" Letting her go he left the cell and waited for Cage to lock the it behind him. He was ready to get this and everything it entailed over.