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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 --> Education Center
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Manny chuckled at Alexander's joke. He tried to hold it back but when Alexander laughed as well Manny found himself enjoying the moment with as much expression as he could bring to bare. "[color=00aeef]We've made it this far, further then most. I don't think we would have made it this point if we weren't meant to do greater things.[/color]" He thought about some of the things he had to do to get to this point. Those he had lost along the ways, those he chose to let die to save others, and those he held at gun point and pulled the trigger on. That last one hurt the most. Not because it was hard, but because each time he had done it he found it easy. But here? It seemed he was finally able to serve a purpose greater then just self preservation. And he had a good friend doing his part to do the same. And there was not a much better feeling then that.

	Alexander needed to get into something a bit more dry before moving onto the trial. "[color=00aeef]Don't take too long. They may have questions for us. Or... want us to ask questions. I am honestly not sure but we'll see when we get there.[/color]" Though some details have been shared, Manny was still wondering how things would end up working. He had been to his fair share of trials before the end of the world, and he wondered what they were like now. Seeing it today he'd know and he was both excited to see the differences, and scared about how things were likely adapted to fit the current needs of the post apocalypse. When Alexander returned he looked rather well cleaned up despite the lack of supplies for it and lack of time. "[color=00aeef]You clean up well.[/color]" Little compliment, but the little ones tended to mean the most. "[color=00aeef]Sadly no umbrellas. Tried to see about them earlier, but seems it's in rather high demand and not enough supply as is. So let's make this quick.[/color]" He said with a smile that showed he wasn't looking forward to being soaked, but was ready for it none the less. 

	The rain sucked to say the less. Manny was still a bit wet from before so not like he could get much worse? He noticed much of the town's foot traffic was heading to the education center too. It made sense for a few reasons. A lot of people had the day off, and for whatever today was, it was probably the most interesting thing going on today. Add that to the people who had to be there, and remove essential staff, that left much of the camp rather empty. Inside the education center was different as people made their way inside. Though many of the required people hadn't arrived yet, many others had started to arrive filling out the up stairs. Manny would find a seat near the middle close to the front so he could pay close attention to everything going on during the trial. It wasn't until he sat down he noticed Freeman a few rows in front of him. He debated getting up and moving to a new seat, but decided against 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 --> CMB Streets
[i][b][color=00a651]Skills:[/color][/b][/i]N/A
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	Hunter was taken back by Cage's reaction to Hunter's joke. He looked like Cage had just taken a shit on the floor and was still trying to understand what was happening. Hunter getting over his initial shock of the man that he had met on rather hostile terms also soon joined in the laughter. "[color=00a651]If it makes ya feel better, not sure I could overpower you in my current state. Four, five years ago, sure. But now? hate to say it you're safe from me in that regard.[/color]" He continued this fun little joke. But it was a truth, he couldn't strait up over power Cage. The thought had crossed his mind a few times in the week on how he would deal with Cage should it ever come to that. And he came more or less to the conclusion it would end with a rather bloody fight. Seeing the man now, the thought made him feel a bit about that. So for all intents and purposes, no realistic way to take on the man without taking rather extreme measures. "[color=00a651]ooh yay, another locked room. Cool.[/color]" His tone had energy to it, but it was hard to tell if it was overly sarcastic or just strait up disappointment. But he ended it with a shrug and would go with it.

	He listened to what Cage had to said, and he thought about it for a few moments. "[color=00a651]You ever watch those documentaries about lie detectors? They're not perfect, and are flawed. Coincidentally, just like people. Heard they're not even allowed to be used for evidence, though I heard that from Zeke... And Zeke was... Hmm. A questionable source.[/color]" He paused with that thought on his mind as he followed Cage. "[color=00a651]I get your point though. I'll keep it in mind.[/color]" It was easy to be honest about most things. But there were areas he struggled with. Some of it was shame of the things he did to survive to this point, some of it was lapse in memory. In other cases it was he would look back at a situation, and the same situation would play out different ways each time he thought about it. Though he could normally tell which one was the real one.

	His rather short attention span jumped back to an earlier comment of much less importance. "[color=00a651]Do you people grow your own coffee? Or have you just been good at finding the grinds?[/color]" He had noticed it a few times, and knew coffee beans couldn't grow up north where he was from. And he had been offered a few cups since he had arrived. Though he knew of a few places to find coffee that were commonly overlooked, this was a rather large settlement. And the amounts of coffee he could find even between all of those likely places wouldn't be enough for the usage here. Though if they had gotten control of the local supply of it really early on and or traded for the rest that might make sense.

	Outside Roy was waiting with the golf cart. Hunter climbed into the back with Cage and held his hand on the frame for just that bit more personal security. "[color=00a651]Sup.[/color]" Was all he responded to Roy when he was addressed. He was outside again, and should he choose this was probably his best chance to escape with Izibel. His armed guards were sitting in a moving vehicle with no doors, and if he got one of their guns, he'd stand a fighting chance no matter how slim. Cage even had the keys. He had a few ideas on how he could get past the walls should that point come. But it would be a fight none the less. He let out a deep sigh. Though the thought crossed his mind to try and escape, he wouldn't go for it. He just had to get through today, and figure that out. Then he had to figure out tomorrow.