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[color=f1c40f][b]Location:[/b][/color] Camp Mexico Beach 

[color=f1c40f][b]Weather Forecast:[/b][/color] Dawn at 5:53 A.M. - Dusk at 8:13 P.M. - High: 91F, Low: 80F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 14mph - Rain In The AM - Cloud Cover: 100% - Visibility:  9miles. 

[color=f1c40f][b]Notes:[/b][/color] Now that we have begun, it is going to be interesting to see where this goes. Now, for the next couple of rounds let's try something. If you are dealing with any NPC's that you control or shelved characters - don't need to post for them until they are directly addressed, just be on the look out for that below. I am only going to be posting for characters that are actively speaking or reacting with something noteworthy. Trying to stream line this. 

	Remember, the minimal required to post is only two paragraphs. So unless you are wanting something noted specifically you do not need to go into great detail of reflection. You of course can if you wish, especially if you are wanting to lay down the ground work for skills you may want to bump next round or add to your characters list. 

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[b][color=f1c40f]Date:[/color][/b] August 1st, 2012 
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[color=f1c40f][b]Mess Hall (C):[/b][/color]  Guy smiled and listened to Lisa as she spoke. When she mentioned no walkers at sea he had to stop moving his fork. One could see that he was struggling to swallow his last bite before actually responding to it. "UM, yeah, it's nice and naw, they can swim but..." Guy paused for a moment before letting out a long breath. "The ones that get built up with gas are floating about. Can be a bit of a surprise... They're kind of like jelly fish out there. Sometimes they're bobbing below the surface and ya don't know it. I wouldn't do swimming without a check that's fer sure..."

	"Hell, I ain't surprised. Ya always coming up with new idea to trap walkers I hear, like that old game I used to play as s kid, what was that, oh yeah, mouse trap. Takes some smarts and out the box thinkin' I'd say. Mary probably saw that too, figured ya be good at problem solvin' and well gotta think outside the box to figure out how to make them pills these day," he said with surety. 

	Then she mentioned going to beach and one could see color coming to his face. Guy was just a good'ol boy from Virginia. A little more behind in the times than most were, especially when it came to things like asking someone out. Not that this was a date, no but it was usually the guy, or in this case Guy specifically, that did that. Yet that didn't stop him from answering. "Oh hell yeah, I'd love to!" he said with a lot more enthusiasm than he'd intended. He could have back peddled and such, tried to say it again in a more calm fashion but it was already out there, so he just went with it. He was a bit embarrassed though, his cheeks warming a little more and when he smiled his dimples showed. "Love to get to know more 'bout ya, ya know, anythang yer willin' to share that is." 

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[i][b][color=f1c40f]Charges: [/color][/b][/i]Food Waste - 7.22.2012 | Drunken Disorderly - 7.22.2012
Failure To Report To Duty At Designated Time - 7.23.2012 | 10-886 Absence Without Leave - 7.23.2012
Failure To Administer Animal Sanitation - 7.23.2012 | Gross Insubordination - 7.23.2012
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[/cell][/row][/table][CENTER]━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━[/center]	 Cage rubbed his temples. "Kid, we always figure when someone gets to this point they're thinkin' about making a break for it. There's a difference between honesty and digging your own grave..." he said before letting out a long breath. "Just don't go trying to get yourself killed, I mean unless that's what you want..." Cage didn't know what to do with Hunter. He had sat and had a long talk with Maddog. He understood why the guy did what he did but he was wondering at this point if it was even possible. Didn't matter right now, they were at the door and it was time to get the show started. 

	Joaquin looked at Hunter. There was a coldness to his dark eyes and as Hunter spoke, a sinister curl cam to the corner of his mouth. Cage found himself crossing his arms over his chest and then just resting his head in the palm of one of his hands. Roy looked at Joaquin and just as the man looked to about to turn into Tybalt right then and there, he laid a hand on Joaquins chest before addressing Hunter. "He is a good enough shot," Roy said. Cage coughed slightly. Joaquin just watched hunter. "Come on, let's move before you say anything else..." Roy said turning and leading the way, Cage took point in front of Hunter, Joaquin slipped behind him. They were moving to the auditorium. "Eta, 20 seconds," Joaquin radioed in.

	Inside it seemed like no one else had any other smart ass remarked to say so the Professor took a seat. The radio in front of Rolodex crackled. it was turned low so only she could hear it. Looking over towards the council she nodded. It was time. A few moments later the doors opened. Roy entered first, Cage followed and he held the door open for Hunter and Joaquin. Heading up to the stage, Roy handed over the clipboard. "Monroe, Hunter - presented for Court Martial," he said as the General took it from him. After which Roy had a seat with the council. 

	Cage let the door shut once Hunter and Joaquin were in the room. Cage took point and lead Hunter up to onto the stage. "Just breath kid and stay calm," Cage sage as he pointed to a place in front of the council. Joaquin took place behind him and kept his eyes on Hunter and Hunter alone. 

	Aeron stood up and looked at the kid. Not with harshness, just with calm even understanding. "Son, you are here under the following charges. Food Waste, Drunken Disorderly, Failure To Report To Duty At Designated Time, Absence Without Leave, Failure To Administer Animal Sanitation, and Gross Insubordination. We will review the merits of each charge in a little while it is my job to inform you that you have a right to a fair trial and will be able to speak on your behalf when the time comes, as well as call any witnesses you wish, again when the time comes. At the end of this, all information and testimonies will be reviewed and a decision will be made in the best interest in the camp."

	The General paused and looked at the other council members. They each gave a nod before Aeron looked back at Hunter. "We have never had a Court Martial for someone that was still on their 30 probation before. What we have encountered in the past is either you do not pass through Quarantine or it takes some months or years to get to this point. You are an anomaly. Being as such, the council as decided to give you an option before we begin. We will give you a choice. Proceed with the Court Martial, whatever the results are you would adhere to just as if it were any other court marital. Or... If you feel you cannot make a home here you may leave from the Camp right now, no trial. You would be taken, alone, far away from here and dropped off with one weeks worth of food supplies and no more weapons or ammunition than was one your original person when you entered with the understanding if any of our camp sees you again you will be shot onsight no questions asked. The choice is yours son. Shall we proceed or do you wish to leave now?"
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