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[center][h1][color=9e005d]June Fowler[/color][/h1][/center]
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[center]Location: Gas Station Inside --> Gas Station Outside 
Skills: N/A[/center]

	June paused for a moment as Lex explained that she was in fact, their medically qualified person. At least to a degree. "[color=9e005d]fair, fair. Maybe the first aid kits have a thing explaining it?[/color]" She could have sworn she looked into a first aid kit once and saw something like that, then got squeamish and looked away immediately. Surely all first aid kits have them right? Or at least some... or at least some others than the one she looked in. June almost didn't have the chance to respond when the man lunged for Lex. What did June do in that moment? She froze.

	It took way too long for June's train of thought to kick back into gear, being shaken up by the sound of the front door opening harshly. That metallic thud of the door swinging open reminded June that something in her had to act. Something in her could act. Seeing the man on top of Lex, June was still scared shitless. She worried about what would happen should the man turn on her, would she get torn apart too? Was he contagious? Would she end up just like him?! She didn't know, and that idea scared her. But she refused to do nothing, rushing across the lane she grabbed the fire extinguisher off the wall and turned around just in time to see Flynn knock the dude off Lex. So her reaction time was slower than a dude outside, really said something about freezing in the moment. Seeing the attacker standing now June charged the man swinging the blunt improvised weapons with a harsh screech as she swung the blunt instrument with all her force!

	Only for it to wiff, missed entirely as she misjudged the distance. To her luck, or what she could claim to be expert skill, the rebound as her arms sprang forward again, the blunt fire extinguisher flying nearly strait up into the attackers chin. For a brief moment June sword she saw the dude go airborne and fall flat on his back. A second after she had accomplished her feat of strength the clang of the blunt weapon hitting the floor shook her out of her short term mental freeze as Lex grabbed her arm and began to pull. 

	Quickly the woman's humor of a shell returned, replying to Flynn  with a two finger solute with her free hand she spoke up. "[color=9e005d]Right as Rain Captain.[/color]" June said in her best English sounding accent. Not realizing she was shaking as she spoke and was dragged. Then Lex Mentioned the loot. And June's excited face broke. "[color=9e005d]Shite, my booty![/color]" She joked trying to suppress her fear. as she took a step back to the leaning tower of snacks grabbing it with both arms, but doing her best to still stay in the grip of Lex. Something about a woman who didn't freeze under stress taking the time out of her day to make sure she didn't get left behind was reassuring. June despite carrying the tower of loot stayed close enough so Lex could still keep dragging her by the arm as they ran. She didn't have to be told twice to get the hell out of the way of the dudes with guns as they dealt with the problem.