[h1][b][i][color=SeaGreen][center] Billie Atwood [/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
[center][img]https://live.staticflickr.com/7524/15708766449_6e0923e331.jpg[/img][/center]
[center]Location: West Caldwell, Shell Gas Station
Skills: N/A[/center]
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Why were they all against her? How could everyone inside this cage be this irresponsible with their safety. She scoffed at Kali's ignorant statement. They were not the authorities. The military and police failed in maintaining order in the streets. The bridge into New York was currently at the bottom of the Hudson River as they argued. Right now everyone in the MRAP needed to evacuate to Gus' cabin for quarantine; but it was Lex's comment that stung her the most. [color=SeaGreen]"I'm on our side. I'm on our side. We just can't risk infection. I'm on our side,"[/color] her voice quieted near the end. Billie removed her hand away from the rock hammer at her side. The only one here inside the MRAP on her side was Gus. 

As June joined the others in advocating to let the police in, she questioned the reliability of each person. Everyone inside this cage voted against their own safety. She raised an eye on June's statement regarding casting out others due to their usefulness. Billie leaned against the door with her arms crossed. [color=SeaGreen]"What are you on about? We're talking about quarantine measures!"[/color] Billie viewed June becoming increasingly immature these past few hours and careless, such as purchasing energy and snack food instead of useful provisions. 

Once June mentioned trying to restrain them, Billie scoffed at her comment; however, the more she thought about it, the more reasonable it sounded. [color=SeaGreen]"Sorry, um, sorry. That could work. Keep them restrained and locked away. That way we know for sure if the bites actually do anything."[/color] Billie peered out the window to see the tractor-trailer Flynn mentioned. [color=SeaGreen] How long do we want to wait though? What if the time for each of the bitten to react to the rabies differs? Do we wait for all of them?"[/color] She didn't want to dismiss the idea outright, but she was concerned for the logistics. [color=SeaGreen]"Especially what do we do when things take a turn for a worse out here? Shouldn't we focus on getting to safety as we are at it?"[/color] Billie retreated to a seat to be further from the rest of the group, which didn't give her much space.

[h1][b][i][color=lightskyblue][center] Diane Foster [/center][/color][/i][/b][/h1]
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[center]Location: West Caldwell Streets
Skills: N/A[/center]
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The phone call from Diane's side became repetitive. After each block she would update AJ on their position until finally spotting AJ with a group outside a gas station. [color=lightskyblue]"Stop the car!"[/color] She shouted towards Paul as she undid her seat belt. [color=lightskyblue]"She's there, oh my God, AJ she's there!"[/color] Once the car came to a stop, Diane slammed the door open without care for Paul's property. [color=lightskyblue]"AJ, AJ, AJ, oh my god you're alive!"[/color] Diane rushed towards her daughter with her arms wide. Crying, she skidded to a stop as she wrapped her arms around AJ. [color=lightskyblue] "You're alive, you're alive, you're alive." [/color]Diane cupped her daughters face between her hands. [color=lightskyblue]"We're going to go back to the apartment and hide until everything blows over. Come on, lets get back home."[/color]