Year 5: Update
Date: July 15th, 2012
Map in Original OOC post - NPC's In CS Tab
Location: Camp Mexico Beach (G5)
94F (34C)
Humidity: Fucking High (Around 98%) - Raining off and on all day
Wind Speed: 7 MPH (11 KPH)
Cloud Coverage: About 62% covered with thick dark clouds
Atticus wrote down the name on one of the bags and then on the slip of paper he had had folded up in his bible. He smiled and made minor chit chat as he made the rounds, moving from one person to another. "Damn Lil' Momma, you must be tough as nails to get him this far," Atticus said to Tatiana as he wrote Jamies name down. As he got Jack's name he smiled a bit. "Done good here son," he said in passing as he handed over the bag to Jack. Moving he hit up the next seat.
Looking over at Wayne, Atticus chuckled. "Maldonado? You got fucked with a lot growing up didn't ya?" he asked in passing and Daytona looked at the preacher oddly. "Oh fuck, sorry. It's a nickname given to stupid people in Spanish," he explained before moving on. Daytona rolled her eyes a bit and looked at Wayne.
"Hotter than you but then again, I've had a bath this year," she quipped as she pulled another bag out and handed it to Atticus. Atticus took it and raised a brow a bit as Hank leaned in and started rambling on about Sportacus.
"You mean that dude from that fucking LazyTown cartoon? We used to show that shit to the kids in the pre-k daycare at the church. That was some drug induced Alice In Wonderland fuckery," he laughed as he took down Hanks information.
"Oh I remember that show, I think Doc has some old stickers for the kids still he gives out when they come in," Daytona said in passing as she got another bag ready for Atticus. Taking it the Preacher moved on to Ash.
"Oh yeah, Maddoc mentioned you," he said as he wrote down Ash's name on the bag and his list. Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a set of dog tags. They looked to be in much better shape than earlier. Handing them over to Ash, Ash would see they were his and that Thana's were still there as well. "They've been cleaned and cleared so you can have them back," Atticus said before moving on.
Amelia was next and she was quick about it, as was the girl with her. They seemed to be the least talkative in the bunch so far. Whether they were nervous or just wanting to get through things so they could get fully filled in was up for debate. Atticus didn't pressure either of them and smiled. "Sure thing," he said before moving on. Manny and Alexander seemed to be the same as the girls had been but Alexander did seem to have a question and Atticus smiled a bit. "Bet yer ass we do, looking out over the gulf," he said before he went to the kid.
Hunter was one of two that were sitting alone. Ash being the other. Looking at the kid Atticus nodded and wrote down his name. As Daytona was handing him another bag he overhead what the kid said and laughed. "We're all a little crazy son. No one gets this far with everything fully intact. Even Gods lost his mind, just look at the world," he said before turning and looking to see who was next.
Getting to Thalia, Atticus crouched down and took her information. As she spoke his writing slowed and his head turned to look at her. There was a nod. "We'll talk later," he said before he went back to writing her name on the bag. Handing it over he forced a slight grin and patted her on the shoulder before looking over to the girl sitting next to her. "A'right, here ya go," he said as he handed over a bag to Beatrice.
There were only two left. As Erica gave him her name, Atticus wrote it down and then chuckled as she made the distinction that she was not related to Hunter. Looking up at her he nodded. "Good to know," he said with a bit of a wink. One more to go, last but not least, it was Hadrian's turn. Getting the name down, Atticus looked over at the man and nodded. "Sure thing,
Ludicus1," he said before he started to laugh and looked up at Daytona. The woman looked perplexed but shrugged.
Once Atticus and Daytona were done handing out the bags they both moved to the front of the bus. "Alright, we're gonna get off the bus now, just stay close," he said before turning and stepping down the stairs with Daytona in tow. Stepping off they moved out of the way so everyone could get off the bus. The group that had been on the helicopter was there, armed and taking a spread out position it seemed just in case someone decided to be stupid.
"Come on," he waved as him and Daytona started making their way towards the main entrance of the small motel and into what was once the lobby. As he walked he started to explain a few things. "Okay, we are going to split up. Guys with me, gals with Daytona. We're gonna show you to the showers. You'll wash up, put everything, minus jewelry, in that bag I gave you and seal it up tight. It'll get washed and mended later, tossed if it ain't salvageable. Try to make it fast, hot water here ain't like in the old days. It does run out," he warned as they moved over to the locker rooms. Probably once used by those that used the small gym or pool outside that was now dry.
Daytona motioned for the girls to follow her as Atticus waited for the men to follow him. Panama was there and followed, armed, into the mens locker room with Atticus. A woman unseen until now with light blonde bobbed hair, in fatigues, and armed walked in and followed Daytona. "Major," Daytona said as she spotted her. The Major gave Daytona a nod.
In the locker rooms most things were taken out save for a few benches that people could sit down on. There were five shower heads per locker room and it was open. No one was getting privacy right then. "Soap, shampoo, conditioner, wash clothes, and safety razors are there," she said as she pointed to the shelves. "I will take a count once you are done, so don't try anything. Towels are here," she said as she opened a wicker basket. "We have robes and slippers as well. So once you get out of your cloths, just throw them in the bag and seal it. Once you're clean put on the dressing gown, grab a robe and slip on some slippers for now," she said before taking a seat on a bench and the woman who was addressed as Major took point at the only exit to the room watching them. "Just bring me your bags once they're sealed."
Atticus plopped down and took a drag off his smoke. "Don't take nothing, don't be stupid. Get clean. I'm sure you can find shit. Robes to cover your ass once you put the dressing gown on, slippers for yer feet. Toss your sealed dirty shit in the corner there," he said as sat there. Panama sat down next to Preacher and bummed a smoke off him.
"Docs on his way over," he said and Atticus nodded before the door swung open and Maddoc came in holding a small stack. Atticus looked up but didn't move as Maddoc walked over to the bench and sat down the small stack of light blue clothing next to him. He just turned and walked out. Panama took a look at it, it was a set of baby clothes, size 12 months, and some diapers. "Clean clothes for the boy," he called out to Jack before pointing to the stack.
1 - Sporticus in Latin roughly translated
Tatiana Newnan
Location: Camp Mexico Beach: The Bus -> Quarantine (W: Lady's Locker Room)
Skills: Psychology, Survival
Tatiana looked at Atticus and bit her bottom lip nervously as he said she must have been strong to keep Jamie alive all this time. The man had no idea what she had done to keep Jamie alive, or what else she was willing to do to keep it that way. Looking down she shrugged a bit as he moved on to the next person and then the next. She wasn't really seeming to pay attention to those around her. Her eyes looking out of the bus and to the street. Looking at those that were passing by and the ones staged outside of the bus that they had met from the helicopter.
Once things were wrapped up and they were told to move off the bus Tatiana stood up and waited for a chance to get into the center isle and then get off the bus. Seemed they were splitting them up. Guys one way, girls the other. She didn't like the idea of being split up from Jack but she wasn't going to say anything.
"You take Jamie," she said as she slipped off the carrier with Jamie in it and kissed her son on his forehead. She figured Jack would feel at least a little better if one of them was with him for now. Once Jack had Jamie and Jamies bag, she kissed her husband on the cheek before following Daytona into the women's locker room with her bag under her arm.
Looking around she listened and moved over to a bench. She looked around nervously and slowly began to remove her clothing. She was shaking as she did, slow, and even though it was only women in the room she seemed to try to keep herself covered as she grabbed some items and moved over to the shower. Turning the water on her hand jerked back at first. It was cold. A little more fidgeting and she got it to a nice temperature. Once she stepped under the water flow she relaxed a little. It felt so good to have hot water and soap. She scrubbed, scrubbed her skin hard until her paleness was red and her scalp tingled. She was fast about it but damn, anymore and she might have scrubbed herself raw. She was scared and branded. Seemed the girl had been through some shit. As conditioner sat in her hair she shaved. It had been over a year and while she didn't worry about certain areas getting her arm pits and legs shaved was heaven. If they had sheets to sleep in tonight she was going to eat up that freshly shaved feeling.
Once she had fully rinsed off she grabbed a towel and dried off before wrapping her hair in it and getting dressed in the dressing gown. In truth it was just a hospital gown but she wasn't complaining. She was clean and she had a robe now to put on over it. Slipping it on and her feet into the slippers she felt more human than she had in ages. Letting out a sigh she sat down on the bench and waited for the other to get done. Picking at her fingers as she stayed quiet. Her knee bobbing up and down, shaking. A thought came to her mind and she looked over to Daytona.
"Um, dank you," she said softly before looking back down at the ground like a frightened bird.
Wayne Maldonado
Location: Camp Mexico Beach: The Bus -> Quarantine (W: Men's Locker Room)
Skills: N/A
"Oh ho ho, look at the hot lips on you girl," Wayne laughed in retort to Daytona. Looking over towards Hank he grinned from ear to ear, every so often swatting something in front of him or to his side.
"Glad she ain't a figment of my imagination but if she were, damn I'd still be happy." Resting back in his seat he had to cover his mouth and keep from all out fully laughing his ass off as Hank tried to get the preacher to write down Sportacus as Hadrian's name. Sitting up more fully he nodded.
"Shit yeah, who don't like Cash. Great tunes," he said before snickering and sliding back down in his seat. The man might have been one of the oldest in the group but he was sure as hell acting as if he was twelve right then.
Once all the names were down, Wayne perked up and was reluctant to exit the bus. Not that moving on was a bad thing but damn the air conditioner had been nice. But things were as they were so he got off the bus and followed instructions. Stepping into the hotel lobby he might have shit himself if he weren't careful. There were lights, and air conditioning in here as well.
"Garden of fucken' Eden man..." he commented as they went into the locker room.
It wasn't long before Wayne had stripped down and scrubbed the fuck out himself, even shaving and cleaning up around his neck and side burns.
"Slap my ass and call me Wilbur because I feel fucking Radiant!" he laughed, a bit giddy as he put on the dressing gown and grabbed a robe. Tossing his bag into the corner like Padre had said he put his feet into the bed slippers and shuffled around.
"Well ain't this some fucking de ja vu," he said looking over in Hanks general direction. Last time he was in this get up they were in the asylum.
Alright peeps - off the bus and into the showers - get cleaned up and all that jazz this round. 
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