Location: Building H
Interacting With: Bryn
Sana looked in the mirror, okay fuck messing with her hair. It looked fine enough from washing it and drying it earlier. Plus this damn wedding was going to be outside. Granted the reception was going to be in the rec center, so it would be warm there but she was going to at least have some warmth on her head instead of pulling it up. Not to mention she really didn't want to even bother. Stepping into the bathroom she washed her hands and took her clothes off, slipping into the dress that Miss Sally had altered to fit her.
It was something she hadn't expected them to find but it seemed the town didn't have trouble finding formal wear. Newnan was an old town with some high end old rich homes. Going in and taking out a Walker or two usually ended in a quick raid of a closet. These people liked to dress up for no reason. God the amount of hats they had found with no function made it look like it was Derby Day everyday around here. Sana's dress was back with sequins, gold, green, purple. It fit her like a second skin until it hit her up thigh. The only reason it had any room to move was because of the slit that ran from there down to the floor.
Cringing at the strappy heels she put them on nonetheless. It would suck walking in them outside but thankfully the roads were pretty cleared out.
"God I hope the ceremony is short..." she said before grabbing a bone colored wool dress coat and opening the door to the bathroom.
"Yeah, yeah, I'm coming," she said as she headed down the stairs, her heels clicking as she went before she rounded the corner and stopped in her tracks to see Bryn.
"Damn woman, nice," she said with a smirk on her lips as she started walking towards her. It was surprising to see Bryn in such a dress. More so that Astrid and Bridgette had had one like that. From what Sana knew, which admittedly was little, that wasn't a Viking era gown, that was an English Medieval one. Maybe one of the women swiped it from that Ren Fair she had heard about since she moved to Newnan. Marx used to send her pictures from it when he was in college each spring. People were always dressed up in these intricate gowns. Had to be warm she figured. Either way Bryn looked wonderful.
Tatiana Korvo
Location: Building F - Inside
Interacting With: Meg, Froggy (Maybe Ciel)
Tatiana heard the tell tale rap at the door and placed her tea cup down on its saucer. Rushing over to the door she was pleasantly surprised to see both Froggy and Meg.
"Dah, come in, come in!" she said happily, giving Victor a long hug and then stepping back.
"You look perfect," she giggled before looking over towards Meg. Hugging her in turn she grabbed the bag and looked inside, her eyes widening as she saw the makeup and then hugged Meg again.
"Get comfortable, shouldn't be a minute. Thank you so much Meg! Radio when ve need to head out for the ceremony, da?" she said excitedly before rushing off to the bedroom and the door shutting heavily behind her. It was more than obvious that Tatiana was excited about getting ready and getting married. She was smiling so much it felt like her face might split and her eyes danced with every movement and hug she gave. She was truly happy.
Sitting down at her vanity she went through the make up carefully, not doing too much but just enough to compliment her dress. Thankfully years on stage she had a learned a few things. Granted she was no make-up artist but hey, in this day and age, it was something. It didn't take long, thankfully and she smiled as she looked in the mirror and saw how
her hair and makeup were.
Standing up she placed the makeup back in the bag and opened her bedroom door, sliding it across the floor before shutting the door again. Just in case Meg needed it before she left but she didn't want anyone to see her yet. Not until she got her dress on. Carefully she slipped into it and her shoes. Turning she looked into the mirror and gasped, it was perfect. Sure it wasn't white but it was silver embroidery with nude beneath it, wisps of pewter gauze like fabric coming from the fitted skirt and covering her shoulders.
Perfect.
Taking a deep breath she opened the door to her bedroom and stepped out. She was glad Froggy was there for the big reveal. He was going to be the first see her as a bride. Looking up at him she smiled, clasping her hands in front of her and resting them on the fabric of her
gown.
"Hov I look? Think Jack like?" she asked nervously as she bit her bottom lip. Above her breast worked into the embroidery was a little nightingale.
Ryan O'Reliy
Location: Building 7 (Rec Center) -> Greenhouse -> Heading For Building B
Interacting With: Chloe
"Oh just over the shit you hear people yell out when they are mad," Ryan quipped, he really didn't want to say more around Riley than he had two. The two really didn't along and Chloe was one of the few people he trusted in the town. At least trusted enough to not go blabbing to Ash or Froggy.
"Tell ya later." Whistling lightly a little Irish lullaby he started searching through boxes. He needed ribbon. Digging through box after box in the storage room he grumbled under his breath before pulling out a pack of guitar strings.
"Now we can hang someone with these if we can't find an instrument," he chuckled before tossing them over towards Riley.
"Ahha! Finally!" he called out as he pulled out an old craft box covered in dust, opening it up he had hit the proverbial jack pot. Tons of ribbons and various other little craft wires and cutters. It was just what he needed, Picking up a bag of rubberbands out of it he laughed to himself and tossed those to Riley as well.
"String those over a tin can and a shoe box and go West Virginian back woods, might get some brownie points with Ash," he said before winking at Chloe and heading for the door with his prize under his arm.
"See ya girls at the wedding," he added before he started whistling, ticking his tongue, ad so forth to the tune of dueling banjos. Coming from him it was a little unnerving. Skipping over towards the Greenhouse and inside he got to work. Quickly ribboning flowers together and arranging them a bit. He was no artist but hey, it was good enough in his mind. Writing a note on some he tacked it over the main display.
"Meg, these are for the wedding area, Guy is going to put the ones up needed in the reception hall. I have Tatiana's," the note said.
Closing things up he stepped back out of the Greenhouse, locked it up, and headed home to get dressed.
Thana Martin
Location: Front Gate
Interacting With: Ash
Once the guards had moved away Thana picked up her side arm and placed the holster back around her waist, same went for her knife. Taking a deep breath she went to the spark plug, slowly unwinding several electrical wires from it before taking another breath. Reaching under the plastic wheel cover she ripped the duct tape free. She had "Zoie Rigged" the damn thing. Maybe all those little bombs Zoie had made weren't because she had made them before, but because she had been shown how, by her sister Thana. Seemed reasonable enough. Smirking she handed over the block of C4 to Ash.
"Safe now," she said. The block was large enough to have taken out a city block if rigged right.
"That... I want back on departure if I leave but figure you have a safe place to keep it. Don't think I need to be carryin' it around," she said as she climbed into the pontoon boat and onto the seat of the Four Wheeler. Looking over to Ash she patted the seat behind her.
"Need to show me where to park this now. Gonna ride or walk?" she asked him before turning the engine over, letting it roar to life before getting comfortable and then looking back at Ash and waiting for an answer. She hoped he would just climb in, it was faster than walking that was for sure and frankly she hadn't made the thing so she could go trudging through the snow.
Gavin Comfort
Location: Five miles west of Newnan, abandoned cabin in the woods.
Interacting With: No one of consequence
"Come on man! You don't want to tangle with them!" the man screamed as Gavin took the red hot poker and held it in front of the mans nose.
"Aww son, tryin' tryin' to get out of tellin' me be like tryin' to piss in a tornado and not gettin' wet. Ain't happening, now come on. Make's it easy on yerself. Otherwise I gonna be carving me name in yer ribs," Gavin said s he pushed the curls back out of his face and knelt down, letting the poker slowly go down the man, not touching the skin but close enough to make him jump and try to "suck it in" to keep it from burning from just the residual heat.
The man didn't say anything, that was until Gavin pressed the tip against his side between two of his ribs. Then the scream came.
"Ten little injuns jumpin' on the bed, one fells off and broke his head," Gavin started singing and the man kept yelling but words were coming out now.
"What was that?" Gavin asked as he pulled the poker away. The man didn't answer quick enough and the poker was back on his flesh, cooking it as he did. Another scream.
"Peachtree city! Peachtree city damn it! The golf course!" he gasped out.
Grinning Gavin pulled the poker off his skin, which was now black and seared liked over cooked pork loin.
"Hey, now see, ain't that better. Don't you feel better? I sure do," he said as he sat the poker down back by the fire.
"Please, let me go, I promise I won't tell them anything!" he whimpered as the beads of sweat dripped down his skin.
"Now what I'd tell ya aboust lyin' to me?" Gavin said as he knelt down and started going through the mans things.
"Sweet baby Jesus, this is nice," he said pulling out
Bowie Knife, flipping it over in his hair he pushed his hair back again and walked back over to the man.
"Ya know, Bowie, he was a Texan, well not born there. But he died a Texan. So only right I bee keepin' this." "Take it! Take anything! Just let me go!" he tried to yell but it came out more as a cry.
"Naw, that girl ain't ever recoverin' so neither bein' you. Ranger Justice you cans call it," he said stepping closer.
"Please, please don't, please don't," he pleaded but Gavin just shook his head.
"Now, shhh, this be yer last moment. Make it a good one." "Cunt!" the man manged to snap at him.
"Wow, yer shit at dyin'," Gavin said before shrugging and driving the blade right into the mans heart. It was over with quick. Pulling the blade out he grabbed the back of the chair and drug it to the front door. Opening it, he continued on his way and took the mans body out a bit from the cabin. Leaving it there for the wolves once he had done the same thrust of blade into the mans head.
"Don't wants the wild life eatin' tainted meat," he explained to the corpse.
Hearing a rather rough and loud engine off in the distance he grinned from ear to ear.
"Oh I think I be hearin' the call of my people!" he exclaimed as he clapped his hands together. Making his way back into the cabin he gt ready to go.
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