Lady Absinthia

🦄 Deeper Than The Sands - Merged With T.S.

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Scooby Gang

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Location: Grand Continental

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Peter sat back in the car and let out a long breath as her and his uncle were driven to the hotel. He had come to town to try to start his life back over. He wasn't expecting to run into all of this when he got here yet he was going to do what he could to ensure that Vera was taken care of and safe. "Hopefully we can ensure that Miss Ridgeways friends are safe and get them back to the barracks post haste," Peter said nonchalantly as they were couriered to the Grand Continental.

In the meantime, Sgt Walsh muscled Abbas down the stairs, the man fighting along the way and spouting off anything he could think of to try to get them to stop. Saying he knew things but never saying what he knew. Saying they would pay if they turned him in. That he didn't do it. Etc. It was obvious that he was beyond nervous by the time he was forced down the stairs and through the lobby; out front towards the constables.

Aziza looked over towards Josephine and smiled slightly, resting her hand over the woman's and giving it a gentle squeeze. "Thank you, I hope you're right," she said in a grateful voice. She appreciated her understanding and kindness though she doubted there was anything that could be done. It didn't matter that she had been faithful and hadn't committed adultery. It mattered that she had been accused by someone and that was all that mattered to the people of her home. The law, however screwed up it was, was on her ex-husbands side. At this point she could only pray that her son wouldn't grow up to hate her and seek her out when he was old enough. That was if she lived long enough. The attack, the strange markings, and now Abbas showing up did not bode well.

Climbing out of the car, Peter looked around and spotted Sgt. Walsh holding a man at gun point and the reporter that was drilling him earlier in tow. That was the last man he wanted to see right then. Clearing his throat he undid the holster of his side arm and looked over towards his uncle. "This doesn't look good uncle, care to use some of that status?" he said straightening up a bit.

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Elsewhere In The City

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Vera downed two more glasses of champagne before looking over towards Lauren. Her head was swimming already from the bubbly. This was a woman who could not hold her drink in the slightest and she had been well known for that fact when she was younger back in London. A glass or two was all it took for her to become a bumbling idiot. She had had three or four now. Granted it probably was barely enough time for the first one to kick in but hey, she had no tolerance.

When she began to talk her speech was slurred and she wobbled from side to side. "What I liked about Cairo was that it was quiet, I was away from my past and I had a bit of eye candy to look at when I worked. Now don't get me wrong, he was an ass but he had an ass. I am a librarian! I shouldn't have to deal with some all about himself American who likes to throw himself at any woman that comes into the room."

Taking another glass she nearly spilled it all over herself before finally getting it to her mouth and downing it. "Of course, Peter will take care of it. He takes care of everything. He'll help with all these shenanigans as well. Very keen mind that man, that is if I can keep him focused on it and not me. I didn't want him to come back, I mean I don't want him dead but there was never a fire between us but I am a Lady. Lady Librarian... I must do what is right, hiccup..." she rambled on before flopping back on the seat cushion and groaning out an order for another glass.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Gavin Comfort

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Gavin Comfort

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Character Summary

Name: Gavin Hunter Comfort
Aliases: Southern Comfort
Age: 42
Birthday: January 8th, 1969
Ethnicity: Texan
Birth Place: Comfort, Texas
Location: Austin, Texas
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Criminal Justice
Occupation: Texas Ranger
Languages: English, Spanish

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Appearance

Height: 6'5"
Weight: 216lbs
Build: Well toned
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Medium with Olive Undertones
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Several scars scattered over his body from various "incidents" - chances are he can't even remember getting them. Ears pierced. Tribal tattoo arm band on his forearm.

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Psychology

Gentleman * Impetuous * Polite * Intimidating

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Widower
Personality: Gavin above and beyond everything else is your classic southern gentleman. Yes Ma'am, no ma'am, yes sir, no sir. He is a kind hearted man who will do anything to keep people safe. Willing to put himself on the line without a second thought. He is charming and quick to smile. Laughing and joking regularly even in the most tense of situations. Gavin is just one of the boys you want to have around. He is a romantic, and very loving. Getting close to people quickly and considering them family.

Gavin does have his downsides. He is impetuous, rarely thinking before he acts. He just kind of rolls with it. This can get him in trouble and while he doesn't have a problem with authority he will do in the end what he feels best, fuck order. Texans walk to their own beat of the drum. When he wants to be, Gavin can be very intimidating, and down right scary in his actions and words. Granted, when he gets to this point, words usually aren't the issue, his actions are. He can be quick to temper and go to dark places but he is working through some issues like all. For the most part Gavin just wants to live and enjoy life.

Habits: Biting on his bottom lip, cracking his knuckles
Hobbies: Drinking
Fears:

• Jelly Fish
• Angler Fish
• Sharks

Likes:

• Smoking
• Drinking
• Dancing
• Singing
• Playing Guitar
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Down time
• Idiots
• Abusers
• Fireworks
• Rocks getting in his boots
• Overbearing Authoritarians

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Cards On The Table

Pre Outbreak Skills:

• Brawling
• Rifles
• Shotguns
• Pistols
• Hunting

Post Outbreak Skills:

• Sniper Rifle
• Survival
• Water Purification
• Cooking
• Playing Guitar
• People Reading
• Scavenging

Current Supplies:

• Brown leather duster, flannel shirt, thermal undershirt, jeans, cowboy boots, gold chain with a cross, socks, boxers, finger-less gloves, wedding ring, watch, cowboy hat, sunglasses
• Worn green canvas back pack
• Double Barrel Shotgun
• Wallet - picture of his family, his ranger badge, ID
• Box of shells
• Canteen
• Three MRE's
• .357 Sig - half spent
• Spare Clip - Full
• M1911 - down 2 shots
• Spare Clip - Full
• Hawaiian Shirt
• Bag from Eden Fucker - Big ass knife and sheath, guitar, unlabeled cans of food, sawed off shotgun, half a box of ammunition for shotgun
• Newnan Bug Out Bag - water bottle with built in filter, change of clothing, 9mm Beretta(full clip), swiss army knife, weeks worth of MRE's, first aid kit, book of matches, pencil, notebook, romance novel, roll of toilet paper, sleeping bag, compass, Newnan Bug Out Plan
• M24 SwS
• 7.62×51mm NATO Cartridge Magazine - Full
• James Silverado

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History

Your First Walker Encounter: Gavin was booking a drug smuggler into the local jail so that he could transfer him back to Austin. The guy was on some new drug that Gavin was never able to find out what it was but he OD's and died in the cell. While waiting for the coroner to arrive they housed the body in the cell since there was no one else there and it was already a mess. The corpse reanimated during the wait time and tried to grab Gavin through the bars. He still says to this day that was the biggest pain in the ass prisoner he ever had to deal with.

History Before Outbreak: Gavin was born and raised in the great state of Texas and is a Texan through and through. As a child running through the fields and doing what country boys did on the farm. Never took it seriously, he was just out to have fun. He played football, who didn't in Texas? It was a religion. God, Family, Football. He was recruited in High School to play for Texas A&M and graduated with a degree in criminal justice. He was good but never good enough to be a pro football player but he didn't care.

After college he joined the Austin Police Department and worked his way up quickly. He was a bit of a problem causer but he got the job done. After eight years with the department and being promoted to major crimes he joined the Texas Rangers. During this time he met his wife Christiana and life was good. Yet a drunk driver ended up killing her while he was out on a case. He never got to say goodbye, Christiana dying minutes before he arrived at the hospital.

Gavin ended up going into a very dark place. Drinking and becoming near suicidal. he never tried to kill himself persay but he did nothing to try to stay safe anymore when it came to work. He started taking unneeded risks and nearly got his partner killed before he finally began to sober up. It was a hard climb and took several years but eventually Gavin was able to see the light again and move on. There are still twinges every now and then but he feels his wife would be proud of him with as far as he has come. He knows she would want him and be happy.

History Since Outbreak: The outbreak came quickly in Texas, they first thought it was just some out break of some South American flu or something but that wasn't the case as we know. He stayed in Austin as long as he could, working with the Ranger, the local police, and the military to try to keep the streets clear. It was just too much. The high population of Austin made it a target site. He was able to lead a large group out of Austin to his families ranch before Austin was napalmed.

For the next two years they held up at his families large ranch. Turning the main house, and guest quarters into quite the community. Farming, water from the river, it wasn't a bad life. It was probably easier than most had it for a long time. Sure there were walkers but Texans are tough and never had problems with guns. They just turned into target practice.

Gavin figured he might actually just grow old and die there but things are never as easy as they seem. The lack of cold winters in the area, hot summers, and more all lead to everything falling apart. Illness hit, a hoard came through destroying what little crops they had that year and more took out most that lived there. Gavin barely made it out with a dozen others and headed east, figuring it was better to go that way than towards the deserts to the west or the tornado torn plains to the north. Like hell he was going south. Gavin doesn't do open ocean.

Life on the road was far harder than life on the ranch, slowly one by one he lost people. It started driving him back to that dark place but he keeps pulling himself out of it each morning knowing that Christiana wouldn't want him to give up. Right now he is just looking for a new place to call home and a new group to call family.

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Extras

Character Quote:

• Oops
• Like tryin' to piss in a tornado and not get wet
• One riot, one Ranger

Theme Song:

How Many Walkers Have You Killed: Enough to survive
How Many People Have You Killed: Enough to survive
Why: Some people are worse than Walkers
Anything Else: ~in previous CS~

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

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Relations

Gavin Comfort

{"Well tickle my nuts, I love Twisters!"}
║ ☯ Neutral ║ ✿ Friend ║ ❅ BFF ║ ♡ Infatuation ║ ❤ Love ║
║ ❦ Considered Family ║ ☣ Tense ║ ☢ Dislikes ║ ☠ Enemy ║ ⚤ Significant Other ║ § It's Complicated ║

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Ashton Holloway

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James Grady

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Kristina Smith

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Victor Bonheur

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Tatiana Korvo

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Niesha Burkstien

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Raymond Mendoza

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Jack Hudson

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Ryan O'Reily

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Tiffany Lyle

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Amelia Payne

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Meghna Kumar

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Beatrice Decker

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Riley Ridgeway

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Chloe Ridgeway

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§/❤ Thana Martin ❤/§
"One that gots away..."
Gavin met Thana after Hurricane Rita. She had been on leave in Kingston visiting some friends when the hurricane hit. Gavin, being a good old Texas boy, went to help out. As any Texas Ranger would do. They hit it off and connected. Thing was though, Gavin fell in love and that was why it ended. His wife had only been dead a year and finding someone so quickly, he felt he was betraying her. How Thana took the news he never really knew; she simply nodded, packed her things and left. No words spoken. It was a while later when Gavin pushed the guilt away that he realized he had pushed away something good. By that time it was too late though, the outbreak had occurred and there was no way to try to contact Thana. He's held a flame for her all these years, saying she was the one that got away. He doesn't speak about her much and when he does, he simply refers to her as Strawberry Wine.

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Lola Holler

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Gavin Comfort

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❅/❦ Ravi Chakrabarti ❦/❅
"Aww hell, I ain't gay but he's my hubby"
Ravi is what Gavin likes to call his HLM, Hetero Life Mate, and it shows. The two go at it like an old married couple when talking to each other but seriously, there isn't a thing that Gavin wouldn't do for Ravi - well except taking that last step LOL. (Ravi is British after all and the Texan half wonders if he is a little limp in the wrist. Not that he has anything against that, he just doesn't swing that way. Gay that is, the British thing he might never get over.) Either way he considers Ravi his BFF, like would totally call him up for a Frappuccino if Starbucks still existed.

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Gavin Comfort Relations Year Four Part 2

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Relations

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Gavin Comfort

"Aww shit, it ain't over yet"

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⟢ 🎆Respects ⟡ 🌓Neutral ⟡ 👋Acquaintance ⟡ 🙇It's Complicated ⟣
⟢ 💛Friend ⟡ 💙Good Friends ⟡ 💜Best Friends ⟡ ❣️Ex-Friends ⟡ 😈Frienemy ⟣
⟢ 💘Infatuation ⟡ 💓Loves ⟡ 💗Couple ⟡ 💕Basically Family ⟡ 💞Family ⟡ 💔Ex-Lovers ⟣
⟢ ♨️Tense ⟡ 💀Dislikes ⟡ 😡Hates ⟡ 👿Enemy ⟡ 👹Absolutely Loathes ⟣

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💓/💔 Thana Martin 💔/💓
"Like Strawberry Wine, needs I says more?"
Gavin is head over heels romantically in love with Thana, there is no hiding that. They were once together and he knows he was an idiot for ever letting her go. Finding her again has given him a new purpose, maybe having her by his side once again will draw him out of the darkness that surrounds him. Yet he isn't stupid, he knows something is going on between Thana and Ash by the way she reacted to the world opening up and swallowing some people and Ash being stuck on the other side. Yet that isn't going to deter him. He feels god does everything for a reason and there was a reason god placed Thana by his side when the world split open and not along Ash.

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👋 Aston Holloway 👋
"Fella seems a'right."
While someone in love with Thana might be jealous of Ash, Gavin isn't. He knows the history they share and such. Plus he doesn't let it stop him. Ash seems like a decent enough guy, so if Thana's heart goes to Ash, he will bow out... eventually. He is still going to try though. Ash will just have to deal with it.

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👋 Beatrice Decker 👋
"Bitch got character!"
Though they just met, Gavin likes Beatrice. She has spunk! She plays off his playfulness even if she likes to be a bit snippy. He doesn't care, she makes him laugh. Or at least has so far. He has no idea what she will be like later on but for now she seems like someone he can chew the fat with and weave tall tales with.

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🦄 Lady A's Facades

Gavin Comfort

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Gavin Comfort

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Character Summary

Name: Gavin Hunter Comfort
Aliases: Southern Comfort
Age: 42
Birthday: January 8th, 1969
Ethnicity: Texan
Birth Place: Comfort, Texas
Location: Austin, Texas
Gender: Male
Major/Minor: Criminal Justice
Occupation: Texas Ranger
Languages: English, Spanish

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Appearance

Height: 6'5"
Weight: 216lbs
Build: Well toned
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Brown
Skin Tone: Medium with Olive Undertones
Tattoos/Scars/Piercings: Several scars scattered over his body from various "incidents" - chances are he can't even remember getting them. Ears pierced. Tribal tattoo arm band on his forearm.

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Psychology

Gentleman * Impetuous * Polite * Intimidating

Sexuality: Heterosexual
Relationship Status: Widower
Personality: Gavin above and beyond everything else is your classic southern gentleman. Yes Ma'am, no ma'am, yes sir, no sir. He is a kind hearted man who will do anything to keep people safe. Willing to put himself on the line without a second thought. He is charming and quick to smile. Laughing and joking regularly even in the most tense of situations. Gavin is just one of the boys you want to have around. He is a romantic, and very loving. Getting close to people quickly and considering them family.

Gavin does have his downsides. He is impetuous, rarely thinking before he acts. He just kind of rolls with it. This can get him in trouble and while he doesn't have a problem with authority he will do in the end what he feels best, fuck order. Texans walk to their own beat of the drum. When he wants to be, Gavin can be very intimidating, and down right scary in his actions and words. Granted, when he gets to this point, words usually aren't the issue, his actions are. He can be quick to temper and go to dark places but he is working through some issues like all. For the most part Gavin just wants to live and enjoy life.

Habits: Biting on his bottom lip, cracking his knuckles
Hobbies: Drinking
Fears:

• Jelly Fish
• Angler Fish
• Sharks

Likes:

• Smoking
• Drinking
• Dancing
• Singing
• Playing Guitar
• Reading

Dislikes:

• Down time
• Idiots
• Abusers
• Fireworks
• Rocks getting in his boots
• Overbearing Authoritarians

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Cards On The Table

Pre Outbreak Skills:

• Brawling
• Rifles
• Shotguns
• Pistols
• Hunting

Post Outbreak Skills:

• Sniper Rifle
• Survival
• Water Purification
• Cooking
• Playing Guitar
• People Reading
• Scavenging

Current Supplies:

• Brown leather duster, flannel shirt, thermal undershirt, jeans, cowboy boots, gold chain with a cross, socks, boxers, finger-less gloves, wedding ring, watch, cowboy hat, sunglasses
• Worn green canvas back pack
• Double Barrel Shotgun
• Wallet - picture of his family, his ranger badge, ID
• Box of shells
• Canteen
• Three MRE's
• .357 Sig - half spent
• Spare Clip - Full
• M1911 - down 2 shots
• Spare Clip - Full
• Hawaiian Shirt

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History

Your First Walker Encounter: Gavin was booking a drug smuggler into the local jail so that he could transfer him back to Austin. The guy was on some new drug that Gavin was never able to find out what it was but he OD's and died in the cell. While waiting for the coroner to arrive they housed the body in the cell since there was no one else there and it was already a mess. The corpse reanimated during the wait time and tried to grab Gavin through the bars. He still says to this day that was the biggest pain in the ass prisoner he ever had to deal with.

History Before Outbreak: Gavin was born and raised in the great state of Texas and is a Texan through and through. As a child running through the fields and doing what country boys did on the farm. Never took it seriously, he was just out to have fun. He played football, who didn't in Texas? It was a religion. God, Family, Football. He was recruited in High School to play for Texas A&M and graduated with a degree in criminal justice. He was good but never good enough to be a pro football player but he didn't care.

After college he joined the Austin Police Department and worked his way up quickly. He was a bit of a problem causer but he got the job done. After eight years with the department and being promoted to major crimes he joined the Texas Rangers. During this time he met his wife Christiana and life was good. Yet a drunk driver ended up killing her while he was out on a case. He never got to say goodbye, Christiana dying minutes before he arrived at the hospital.

Gavin ended up going into a very dark place. Drinking and becoming near suicidal. he never tried to kill himself persay but he did nothing to try to stay safe anymore when it came to work. He started taking unneeded risks and nearly got his partner killed before he finally began to sober up. It was a hard climb and took several years but eventually Gavin was able to see the light again and move on. There are still twinges every now and then but he feels his wife would be proud of him with as far as he has come. He knows she would want him and be happy.

History Since Outbreak: The outbreak came quickly in Texas, they first thought it was just some out break of some South American flu or something but that wasn't the case as we know. He stayed in Austin as long as he could, working with the Ranger, the local police, and the military to try to keep the streets clear. It was just too much. The high population of Austin made it a target site. He was able to lead a large group out of Austin to his families ranch before Austin was napalmed.

For the next two years they held up at his families large ranch. Turning the main house, and guest quarters into quite the community. Farming, water from the river, it wasn't a bad life. It was probably easier than most had it for a long time. Sure there were walkers but Texans are tough and never had problems with guns. They just turned into target practice.

Gavin figured he might actually just grow old and die there but things are never as easy as they seem. The lack of cold winters in the area, hot summers, and more all lead to everything falling apart. Illness hit, a hoard came through destroying what little crops they had that year and more took out most that lived there. Gavin barely made it out with a dozen others and headed east, figuring it was better to go that way than towards the deserts to the west or the tornado torn plains to the north. Like hell he was going south. Gavin doesn't do open ocean.

Life on the road was far harder than life on the ranch, slowly one by one he lost people. It started driving him back to that dark place but he keeps pulling himself out of it each morning knowing that Christiana wouldn't want him to give up. Right now he is just looking for a new place to call home and a new group to call family.

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Extras

Character Quote:

• Oops
• Like tryin' to piss in a tornado and not get wet
• One riot, one Ranger

Theme Song:

How Many Walkers Have You Killed: Enough to survive
How Many People Have You Killed: Enough to survive
Why: Some people are worse than Walkers
Anything Else: ~in previous CS~

_{*By submitting this CS in its completion I am stating I have read all the rules for this Rp and am agreeing to follow them to the fullest with respect and courtesy.}

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

Well I was going to bring in Lola but she will sadly have to wait. Checking the number we have a taco stand again. So finishing up a male character to bring into the mix. New blood.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

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Miss Sally

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Location: Building A (Outside of Ash's House)
Interacting With: Everyone

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Miss Sally smiled, a bit too coyly as she was instructed what to do. Turning around she took a deep breath and stood up a little taller than she usually did. "You heard the man. Now, majority of you get back to your posts. Relieve the Franklin people and let them get back to their normal duties. Fill them in on what is going on," she said before starting to direct her attention to people in particular.

"Tim, tower, relieve Sana. She's probably up there about to shoot someone thinking something bad just happened," she said. Tim didn't hesitate. He darted off, busting his ass on the ice in the middle of the road before jumping up and trying to act like that didn't just happen before rushing into the main building and climbing the tower to relieve Sana. Miss Sally couldn't hold back the eye roll before muttering under her breath. "How he's still alive is one of those deep questions of the universe."

"Meg dear, find Beni. He is pretty good with fixing things. See if he can repair that machine," she said softly before seeking out Kris and Niesha. "Would you two be dears and head over to supply, get me a new pack and fill it with a decent change of clothing for the wear, some grooming items. Hair brush, tooth brush, the run down. Then stop by the kitchen and see if Mike has some left overs from breakfast still in the hot baths. Girl could use a warm meal even if she leaves," Miss Sally asked of them kindly before looking over towards James and Bryn.

"James, back to the smoker. If the bridal parties meat gets burnt... Well, let's not go there. Make sure that's covered. Bryn wipe the snarl off your face."

Glancing around she thought she had covered everyone that needed specific instructions, the rest needed to go and relieve Franklin, and get to work on making Thana feeling welcome but there was still a wedding to do. So while she didn't follow Ash's orders to a T, she was getting the job done. Seeing Sana come down from the tower she looked in shock and there was something else lacing the features of her face. Miss Sally stepped over to stop her from going right to Richard's home.

"What? I know, I need to check on him," Sana hissed as she tried to get around the elder of Newnan.

"No, you stay back for now. Ryan is handling it." Miss Sally's tone was far firmer than it usually was. "I mean it Sana. He's on a war path and Ryan right now is about to take the brunt of it I reckon."

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Thana Martin

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Location: Building A (Inside of Ash's House)
Interacting With: Ash and a Fur-ball

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Thana took her time changing her clothing; folding up her dress uniform and placing it carefully back within the older cloth before putting it away in her pack. Shouldering said pack she looked at herself in the mirror and sighed as she placed her cap back on. It would only be a short walk back to the gate and then she could leave the walls of her sisters former home. It was probably for the best, they seemed to know the facade that was her sister instead of the ugly truth she had known growing up. People who had drank the kool-aid ever changed their opinions. At least they didn't seem to even know of Thana's existence until today. God only knows what they would have been told if they had. Stepping out of the bathroom she was ready to give her gratitude and then make her way out. What she was not ready for was the bottle of liquor, the orange tabby rubbing up against her leg, nor the monologue from the leader of Newnan.

First thing that ran through her mind was that if he was a villain this would have been the point of the movie where the hero should have shot him instead of listening. Sighing inwardly she stepped over and placed her pack in the chair though she refused to sit as he spoke. Was he always this long winded? She was rather shocked to hear that Ash didn't like her sister. Thana couldn't remember anyone ever saying that other than well, herself. Thana didn't hate her sister either, at least not anymore. Though there was a time in her life that she loathed her twin with the fiery passion of a thousand suns and for good reason.

Picking up the glass she looked at it but didn't part-take at first. That was until he came to an end of his "little" speech and said he didn't have the same outlook towards her that he had had about her sister. She downed a healthy chug of what was in the glass instead of just dry swallowing the lump in her throat. Now it was her turn to speak.

"Thank ya, surprised that you had anything bad to say about her," Thana said before taking another long swig. Shaking her head she rested her hand on the back of the chair as she swirled what remained in the glass with the other. Her eyes focusing on the small whirlpool created in it. "She was a cruel, heartless, self-center beast growing up who liked to torment people. Well torment me," Thana stated flatly without a hint of emotion in her voice before she looked up at Ash and set the glass back down on the table after she had finished off its contents. That didn't sound like the Zoie the town of Newnan had known at all. Zoie had been friendly, kind, helping anyone she could, smiling, trying to brighten people's days and always tried to seek out the best in them. Yet Thana's voice was clear as a bell, didn't waiver. There was no reason for her to lie about what she knew about her sister, especially now.

"But that's neither here nor there, that's in the past. Dead and buried as it were." Feeling a slight bubbling in her throat she cursed herself inwardly for downing the alcohol so quickly. Making a fist she placed it to her mouth and half stifled a belch that came out of no where. "Well excuse that gastrointestinal expulsion." Clearing her throat she shot a finger into the air, "Science." Thana always had an odd sense of humor that came out at the wrong times. Talking about her dead sister and burping was just the latest example.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

@Charnobylisk Nah, not gonna bunny. Well for Dick it wouldn't matter, have to wait on him for Ryan. Froggy and Bryn can just move forward in your next post.

🦄 Darker Than Black - Merged With T.S.

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@Sigil @Morose @Dragoknighte @Scallop @Nallore

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Justice Asylum: - "Didn't think you were out of prison yet," Marc said as he stepped up onto the curb, glancing over towards Mali. "FBI Agent Tinder, wanting to talk to an old friend," he quipped as Relic looked over at Marc and froze. Looking around nervously he motioned for Marc to shut the hell up.

"Would you keep it down for fucks sake, want to get me killed?" Relic said as he kept Mali between Marc and himself.

"Fine, where's your sister?" Marc asked quickly and quietly.

"What? Haven't heard from her?" Relic asked looking genuinely confused.

"Not since Lawson went down, she still alive?"

"Yeah," was all Relic would say. Marc grumbled a bit and pulled out his card. Relic took it reluctantly but took it none the less.

"Have her contact me pronto," Marc said before nodding towards Mali. "Ma'am." Turning he started to walk away.

"Hey, how's Thana?" Relic chirped. Marc turned around and smirked a bit.

"She's good, should call her sometime," Marc added before heading back over to Riley.

Justice Morgue: - Roy glanced over towards Cecily and nodded. "I will," he said as he took the lap top and started the search. After a few minutes he pushed the computer back some on the table and rubbed his eyes. "Yeah, it's her sister. Seems there is ore to it than that," Roy said as he turned the computer around for Cecily to see, on it was an article about Grimm from last year. About what had gone down. On the article was a picture taken the night everything went down with Chloe and Riley standing there next to a tall dark haired man. "That's Tinder. Seems he knows them," Roy added before shaking his head.

"Why in the hell are all these people who survived that shit out here?" Roy pondered out loud to himself.

"Probably wanted a fresh start, why I keep moving," Natasha piped in without thinking.

"Dealt with a lot of death?" Roy asked as he looked over to her.

"Mother, father, nearly me twice," she quipped before sighing deeply. "Came back here because I survived here last time, hoped the luck would hold. At this rate I am not so sure but fuck it. How can I help?" she said looking over at the three. Lincoln was going to have a shit fit when he found out she just volunteered for death duty.

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Gonna be posting here either later tonight or in the morning. Think Char is the only one that hasn't posted since my last so gonna give a small update to move things along.

🦄 After Miranda - A Firefly Rp - Season 1 (Completed)

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Anisa took the spot at the head of the table, not sitting down but just resting her hands on the back of the chair. Looking out at the crew she ow had in her hands. Most she knew, some she didn't. Out of all of them Jahosafat seemed to be the most distraught over everything. The man was still dressed as finely as was possible but all in black, to Foy who knew the man it would be very out of place. the doctor never wore black. His normally jovial face was blank with thin lips as if he was holding back the tides of anger.

The preacher had taken care of giving last rights to Camilla, Jackson, and even Quinn once they were on board. Something Anisa wasn't too happy about, at least not the Quinn part but she let it slide this time. Anisa kept her feelings on the matter buried, which was different for her, one to normally give her opinion right loudly and often. She knew if she did she would break down in front of the crew because she had lost her childhood friend. Now was not the time for depression.

Looking at Harper she nodded somewhat before looking back at the crew. "Gonna make a couple of things very clear for your Alliance folk real damn fast if you hadn't already picked up on it. I was part of the resistance. I was a browncoat then. I am a browncoat now. I will always be a browncoat. If you have a problem with that I can dump you at the next gorham port. You want stay on this ship, you will be hunted by the alliance and probably charged with treason. Simple as that. You stay, you work for me, end of story. Chain of command is simple - Me, no one else. My crew already knows this."

Pausing for a moment after she stated the obvious she continued. "We are running as quietly as we can for now until the Reavers that were incoming are too involved with what they were doing to notice us pull out and get the hell out of dodge. We still have a job to do, once that is over we'll figure out our next move. Try anything and my crew has orders to kill you without question. If they don't I will and then shot them out of an air lock for breaking orders. Any questions?"

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@FantasyChic Sounds good. Maybe after the next time jump - depending on what happens she could fully come out of that shell. Go ahead and place it in the CS.