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Sigil
Dion
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canaryrose
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Warrior in the Shadows
Kuro
Veilsight
Ding, Ding, Ding. The clock is ticking and the day has turned to mid afternoon. People are working to get as much done before dusk. Gossip like most things spread like wild fire and there is talk about a show tonight after dinner. The children are being served and eating. Many keep looking a the large Russian and then whispering and giggling to themselves. Miss Sally grins as she watches those around her, chuckling a little at what is unfolding in front of her old eyes. It seems are quickly getting back to normal. It is interesting, 4 deaths but people seem to be okay. It is weird how our senses dull the more and more we go through. Sure it is still hell but it seems even one can get used to the fires to where they are tolerable.
Franklin is a buzz with readying meals, taking care of what supplies they have and more. The ones leaving soon are gearing up and there is word that can be heard drifting here and there from the conversations in the halls about the group heading to a place called Newnan that might just have the medical supplies they need. One person lamenting over the fact that this place must be an Eden, a paradise, to have walls and supplies. When it is called Eden a woman narrows her eyes and spits on the floor. "Newnan is not Eden, let's not get the two mixed up," she growls. Her face is torn, physically. Several large scars run the length of it. Half of her face looks like it was left untouched ad is quite beautiful, the other is ragged, torn, scared. "Oh I didn't mean it was Eden! I'm sorry!" a man says and rubs his face, realizing it wasn't good to use one place to describe another.
@Morose Lyon looks over towards Ed and crosses his arms over his chest and starts speaking to him in French. "Did you ever wonder how your father was able to get such respect? To have so many follow him? Or myself? Fear is a great thing to use, when used correctly but in the end, those that fear us tend to be the worst to stab us as they years go on. Respect will get you far more in this life than anything, even now. Thing is, you have to give it to get it and from what I can tell of you. You are nothing but some flowery little dandy that had been spoiled rotten. How well you would have done in the courts hundreds of years ago, using money and fear to get what you want. But in the end, you would have still been slaughtered; so buck up. You're about to have a crash course in humility," he says before shoving a soapy water filled bucket with a sponge into Ed's chest. "Follow me," he says taking the man to the makeshift operating room and pushing the door open. The place is covered with blood and flesh. "Get to work," he says as he crosses his arms over his chest and watches Ed carefully.
@Sigil - Astrid nods towards Ash, her eyes closing for a moment and it looks like she is giving a rather large roll of them behind her lids. That wasn't what she had meant but it seemed like he wasn't going to answer as he leaves the infirmary. Shaking her head she goes back to her work. Ryan over in his cell, is wrapping and rewrapping the ash blonde hair braid on his finger over and over again. "Tick tock, tick tock, every minute that ticks by brings us one moment closer to Adamm's next attack. Yet you people won't tell me anything so I can help. Oh well, your funeral," he says as he stops and rests his forearm over his brow. In the mess hall Miss Sally makes a been line for Ash and gives him a big motherly hug, before cupping his cheeks and pulling him down whether he likes it or not to kiss him on the brow. "Good man! Everything is calm and people are alive. You did good boy! LeAnn could be proud," she says before letting him go. "Oh! Our Russians have agreed to put on a show for the town tonight! We need some laughs around here!"
@Rivaan The Franklier looks at Amelia and smiles. "Sure thing, there is always something to do around here. What are you good at? Rather see what you can do before I figure out where to put you. Don't want you repairing a car if you don't know what a wrench is," he chuckles as he helps set things up and then motions for her to follow him. "Down there are the bathrooms. We don't have running water and such but we have some barrels set up to wash with if you want. Well not wash but at least clear up with a rag." Walking further down the halls one can see into the rooms. Many are empty but there are several set up as living quarters with people moving in and out doing what they are doing. A few people are in the halls just sitting there. "Here is our library, so if you want something to read, go for it," he smiles.
Tatiana Korvo
Location: Building F (Jack and Tatiana's House)
Tatiana had taken a few minutes to take a rag to her face wash her hands and change out of her clothing. It was an odd feeling. Out on the road for so long it just felt like a dream. She was in a house, having gotten just a little dirty and she was able to change her clothing and clean up. Before if she had hit the dirt she would just keep trucking. God only knew when the last time she had been able to wash her clothing well before coming here. It had only been half a day and everything had changed. Granted the attack still had her on edge but she was still feeling better inside these walls than she had outside. Though not by much. The walls and security they had there was great and all but Jack had been making her feel rather safe over the last month. She had actually been sleeping.
Stepping out of the bathroom after about ten minutes she headed back down the hallway to the main room where Jack was, seeing the single bedroom she took a breath. Tonight was going to be interesting to say the least but she wasn't afraid. She knew Jack wouldn't push for anything she didn't want. If he was that type of man he would have forced himself on her weeks ago. He hadn't so she didn't worry, at least not about that. Nervous, though that was different story.
Walking into the den area she smiled over towards Jack and perked a brow. He looked so giddy right then. He always looked silly or playful but this was something different, something else in his eyes. She had to wonder what it was. Did it have to do with his surprise? She wanted to ask him more about it but she didn't. She loved surprises and wasn't going to ruin it by trying to get it out of him sooner.
Picking up her toe shoes she grinned and walked over to him, slipping her arms around his waist. "Have vhat I need," she said, not really distinguishing between if she was referring to the toe shoes or to him, or to both. Pulling him closer she rested her head on his chest and gave him a gentle hug; letting her eyes close for a moment as she breathed him in. Hopefully these walls would keep them safe.
