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[h3][color=00aeef][i][b]Emanuel "Manny" Newman[/b][/i][/color][/h3]
[i][b][color=00aeef]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center
[i][b][color=00aeef]Skills:[/color][/b][/i] N/A
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	Watching things unfold was a mess. Hunter seemed almost like many of the events he was watching himself for the first time instead of being the one who was in the center of it all. Manny had no idea what he thought of the boy at this point. He knew for sure Hunter was troubled, and that he was unstable and easy to set off. Manny got the idea that Hunter didn't fully understand to what degree either. He seemed to show remorse for it though once it was clarified. That seemed to be the repeating pattern. He'd react to something, Many times inappropriately, there would be consequences or effects, then realization and regret. The issues seemed to be it kept happening. Some things he realized faster then others. Some may never be understood by the young soldier.

	At the very least of things, Alexander seemed to be doing better. The trial seemed to be stressing out his fellow baby boomer as it continued though. He had no idea the things Alexander had gone through before the apocalypse, and he only hoped that Hunter's actions and the trial with it weren't too taxing on him. Manny was determined to make this fishing trip happen. A nice time out on the open ocean or some river or canal having a nice relaxing day. That would be a nice day off to end all of this madness off with. Manny continued watching the trial, hoping things would become more clear towards the end of it.


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[h3][color=00a651][i][b]Hunter Monroe[/b][/i][/color][/h3][i][b][color=00a651]Location:[/color][/b][/i] Education Center
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	Hunter watched intently as things continued. At least tried too. The fidgeting was still pretty bad, though not as bad as before. More things were said that were gut dropping and as things continued his gaze broke off slowly. When he was asked to explain himself he struggled with what words to use again. He hesitated, and followed up an earlier comment instead of answering. "[color=00a651]It uh... wasn't about a threat. That last one. It was more like...[/color]" He had no way to explain the thoughts in his head in that moment. He made eye contact with no one, and he mumbled a bit as he spoke. "[color=00a651]I... well...[/color]" He thought about the question, and figured it related a decent amount. He spoke in an attempt to explain his own thought process in a way that may make sense. "[color=00a651]I don't want to die. I don't... think so at least.[/color]" It was hard to explain. What kept him going the last few years was his search for his family. When that had hit it's last dead end, Izibell had kept him going day by day since. He has had countless nights where he would debate if it was worth it to keep going on day by day. There were a couple days where he'd stay in the spot he slept in for a day or two barely moving, only deciding to move again once something had taken him out of his trance. 

	He had to think now though. He wasn't sure that was a viable answer to the question. "[color=00a651]I'm not intentionally trying to push anyone. To see what I can get away with. It's just... something that happens. Easily. And a lot.[/color]" Piece by piece. He didn't have a total answer, he wasn't sure how to answer it but he attempted to answer what he could. Even if it had to be done piece by piece. It was hard but he wasn't sure how else to approach it. "[color=00a651]I don't think I have the answer to that either. I think it's more of this place holds all the cards, and those in quarantine with me didn't. Even now, they don't. I think it's a case of...[/color]" He struggled with words again. He was never good with presentations in school, talking to people was barely he could do and even then struggled, and he was no lawyer who knew how to choose his words to get his point across. "[color=00a651]I think it's just a case of you could. Even if it wasn't your intentions.[/color]" He wasn't sure how to word it. And though it didn't paint the most accurate picture of what he wanted to say, he hoped it at least explained things in a way that didn't make things worse.