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Lorna Dunn

"The Wet Dog Look"Time: Morning.
Weather: Light rain.
Location: Back of an SUV, Hwy 34, outside Franklin, GA.
Interacting With: Kris, Maria and Ashton.

"Name's Ash. Engineering. I think I can help you out with the drinks if you don't mind homemade, that is. But that'll have to wait, we're actually out this way on task. Can use some help, if you're up for it."

Lorna tilted her head to rest on her right shoulder as she listened to Ash talk about what she assumed was moonshine. ”It’s most definitely a pleasure to meet you, Ash. Might just take you up on that offer. God fucking knows I need a drink. As for the help, I’m always on board. Especially to help a friend or two.” She smiled a little at Maria and gave a nod of approval towards Ash. She didn’t know him, obviously, but she got the feeling that he was a good guy and one she would probably end up having ample respect for.

"Hey, do either of you need food or water? Medical? Oh yeah, mind my M4, if you would please. Just set it to the side."

“Nah, I think I’m too tuckered out to eat or drink right now. Maybe in a while. Although if you’ve got any painkillers, I wouldn’t say no.” A wince crossed her face and she shifted herself in her seat to try and get a little more comfortable, if that was even possible. She shifted the M4 Carbine from partially being smothered by her leg and sat it to the side of her as he’d requested. She missed having a rifle in her hands. She gave a small smile and let out a light, but happy, sigh. It was amazing to be in a moving vehicle again, it almost made her feel comfortable enough to catch some shut eye.

"I believe this belongs to you sis."

Lorna watched the loving exchange between Kris and Maria, her smile widening a little when she saw Kris handing Maria her necklace. “We couldn’t exactly let Richie keep it, could we? Especially when we didn’t believe his bullshit. What a fucking shitbrick…” Her hands clenched into fists when she thought about it all. She sucked her teeth and her lips pouted outwards as her sentence trailed off. She would not let that retarded sack of balls upset this happy moment. She shook her head and rolled her eyes to get rid of her ever resting bitch face which she knew was bound to be even bitchier after the violent thoughts that had just crossed her mind.

"You two look like wet dogs, once we get back home you two can take showers."

The mention of showers soon perked Lorna back up, she was not going to sleep now. ”Holy fucking shit! You guys have showers? Are they hot?!” She sat forward suddenly and quickly regretted her decision as her back muscles spasmed in protest. ”Ow! Hell mind me for getting fucking excited over something…” She grumbled to herself and tried to knead out the knots in her muscles but to no avail. Bruises were a bitch. ”About that offer of help... I’ll only help if you get me those painkillers first. Mama needs her fixin’.” She grinned and wrinkled her nose, showing that she was kidding.

”Actually, how long until we get to where you’re planning on searching? I could probably do with a power nap before then…” She wanted to be as close to her peak as possible if she was going to be doing a run.
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