Lady Absinthia

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ 𝚃𝚆𝙳: 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝟻 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Camp Mexico Beach Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. Notes: Alright, this is an end of day post. So use this round to wrap up as you wish. Don't worry about amount of ground to cover to get your character back to their respective quarters. That won't be an issue this round. Next post will be a new day, I am not sure just how far ahead I am jumping but it will at least be a couple of days. We will see. It won't be more than a week, so don't worry. Unless otherwise notified by you, we will assume that each character goes along with their dailies, speaking to their therapists as they are assigned, need, or want. If anyone wants to collab out a small scene to help them wrap up the day, please let me know.

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Streets of CMB: The streets are becoming clearer and clearer as the minutes tick by. It is clear that now that the days work was done and meals had been had people were heading back to their own homes to get some much needed rest. If Camp Mexico Beach was good at anything it was making sure everyone was worn out at the end of the day. Not a bad type of being worn away but putting in a good days work and not letting worry take over. Sure there was worry, there always would be most likely at this point but within the walls it helped. It wasn't constant. People were fed, clothed, and allowed to rest in ways they couldn't outside of the walls. It might have taken a lot to keep the community going but at the end of the day it was a welcome tiredness as a opposed to an exhaustion. There was reason for this even if some people perhaps didn't need to work as hard as others, idle hands lead to problems. Boredom leads people to do things they normally wouldn't, just as much as desperation.

Beaches of CMB: Cheers nodded as Nigel remembered her name. "Yes, well Adelaide but yeah everyone calls me Cheers."

Dusty chuckled. "Bartender and all," he said before holding out a hand and shaking Nigels. "Dusty's right."

"Yeah since he's always a mess," Cheers said with a smirk.

Bass stood up and dusted his hands off before holding out a hand to Nigel. "Ray, Ray Adaway sir, but people call me Bass," he said in a deep voice, it was more than obvious why they called him that. His voice was nearly as deep as Mufasa's and he was still very young compared to many in the camp. Not as young as Nikki but still younger than the majority of people in the camp.

"Yeah, mostly just hanging out for a few before we turn in later," Dusty said as he sat there messing around with the sand.

"He's just to lazy to walk home, he'll probably pass out here on the beach," Cheers snarled.

"I could go home with you."

"Um... hell no..." Cheers said and scooted further away from him.

Bass shook his head. "Yes sir, we all work mid day shift. Start a couple of hours later than others, so we have a little more time in the night before we're ready to turn in," Bass explained. "Your first day go alright? You were with Sparrow right?"

Education Center (M6): Aeron nodded. "Ah, yes. Very well put. Thankfully I believe you will have a much better hand at this than most would," Aeron said as he glanced around. "She knows what I am doing here. Upstairs is the main library and I have promised not to touch that. This, this is for those of action, action perhaps we wished we hadn't had to see," he added with a small sigh. Taking a step, the man felt the day weighing on him, that and much more.

"I will leave you to it if you don't mind. Just turn off the light when you leave, oh and," he pulled out a small key. "This locks the door," he said with a smile. There was a look of trust there. "Just work on it when you can or feel like it, it isn't required but it is a help." Turning he headed back for the door. Stopping he looked back at Alexander. "Thank you Alexander, for the help and the friendship," he said gratefully before heading up the stairs slowly. Right then he needed a joint and some sleep.

General Housing (X): Over in Condo 17, Joaquin stood in his room, the door open and rubbed the back of his neck. Today had been longer than he had thought it was going to be. Coming out to his sister had gone better than he had imagined. All that worry for nothing. He chuckled a bit over it as he slipped off his shoulder holster and rested it on the back of a chair. Sitting on the edge of his bed he pulled off his boots and set them off to the side. It put his face on eye level with his nightstand. On it was a simple lamp and an old photo album. Picking it up he flipped it open. Old pictures, the one thing he had managed to keep intact over the years. Most of the photos were old, worn, damaged, but to him it didn't matter. He could still see the faces. Slipping out one, he thumbed it a few times before getting up off his bed. Walking over to his sisters room, he wedged the corner of it in the door. It was a picture of him, her, and their father leaning against an old El Camino outside of their uncles place down in Mexico. They were young then, and all of them looked as if they didn't want to be in the picture.

In Apartment 1 Sheers laughed. "Ain't that the truth, we're really too old for some of this shit," he chuckled and hissed from behind his teeth. "Though think it will get easier for ya as you get used to it. Know anytime I was on somethang new in these parts it took me a good week to at least get used to it and not feel like my knees were going to revolt every time I sat down," he admitted. Lacing his fingers together on top of his pot belly he shrugged. "Ain't half bad. Being the barber in these parts ain't hard. Few people a day and then mostly just tending to the shop. Get more naps than most but not as many as I want," he added a chuckle and a shrug with the last bit. "General won't let me put a recliner in the shop but I'll make due with my barbers chair," he grinned and winked.

Sitting on the couch in Condo 14, Chase looked up from her paper work as Amelia spoke to her. She looked a bit dazed and out of sort for a moment. Her eyes peering out through her reading glasses and her mouth agape as her blonde bangs fells over her face. Reaching up she brushed them away. "Oh right, have fun," she said before looking back down and going back to work. It wasn't long after Amelia and Riley left that Chase gathered up her things and headed into her room. Laying down on her bed, she killed the light and closed her eyes. She had an earlier day than most in the camp, needing to take readings and check on predictions before the morning announcements meant she needed to be up long before the night security crew passed the baton to the day crew.

Jail (AA): Roy quirked a brow. "Kid, you really got to stop starting every conversation with hostility," Roy said as he strolled over towards the bars, pulling a chair behind him and taking a seat. "Just doing my checks but looks like you need to vent, go on," he said as he crossed his ankle over his thigh and laced his arms over themselves against his chest. He brow went up slightly as he settled in. Spotting the fork his brow went up even more. "Not used to Cage letting a utensil slip like that." It looked like he was contemplating whether or not he was going to ask for it back.

Cage heard the knocking on the door and headed down the stairs. Opening the door he spotted Nikki and the dog. Reaching out he took the dogs leash and got her inside, and then shut the door in Nikki's face. He wasn't about to deal with her and her antics right then. He had other matters to attend to. Taking a deep breath he looked down at the dog. This was unheard of but he had a gut feeling and went for it. He was surprised that Gunny agreed but it was rare he asked for something, especially like this. He was sure he just cashed in all his good boy gold stars with this, not that he had many.

Walking to the door that lead down to the jail, he lead the dog down the steps and came around the corner. Roy, turned and looked confused as hell. Cage just motioned for Roy to leave. Shrugging, he did, but not before pulling his chair back away from the jail cell and tucking it against the far wall. Izi seemed happy to see Hunter. "Don't make me regret this kid," Cage finally said as he unlocked the jail cell and let Izi in. Locking it back he tucked his keys on his belt. "You will walk her and clean up after her in the morning and afternoon, under armed guard, now, um, get some sleep," he said before turning and heading up the stairs. It had been a long day.

Waiting for him at the top of the stairs was Roy, who was eying Cage. "What are you doing?"

"No fucking clue at this point," Cage admitted before heading upstairs as Roy locked the door to the basement. Hopefully it would be an uneventful night.

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Thana Martin Location: Beach (L11) Skills: N/A

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While the layer of cheese was thick with the way Ash spoke as he came up to Thana, she couldn't help but smile. Not so much as to laugh at him or try to hold back one but it was sweet. He was trying and while he was obviously out of practice when it came to complimenting a woman or flirting she didn't mind. It was the effort and time these days that meant far more than the actual execution. At least when it came to things like this. If he was ever this rusty when it came to killing walkers then maybe he would be in real trouble. For now she simply blushed a little. She was just as rusty at accepting compliments.

Stopping at the edge of the beach she looked at the road ahead and then slowly turned her head towards him. Her eyes drifting over to the man and quirking a brow. "Now that you mention it, ain't ya supposed to be my mode?" she taunted. Earlier in the day she had got quite the piggyback ride from Ash so she didn't have to walk, or was that the day before? It was hard to remember right then. She was more tired than she imagined. More mentally fatigued than physically even if her leg was aching and her muscles sore.

Tying the laces of her boots together she slung them over her shoulder. "A'right, come on, give a girl a lift," she chuckled. She wasn't sure if he would go for it or if he did how he would carry her. Piggy back? Bridal? Slung over his shoulder like a sack of potatoes? She didn't care. But he had offered so like hell she was letting him get out of it now. His Virginia Hamminess of an ass was going to carry her. Resting her hands on her hips she smirked. "Ain't letting ya get out of it now."

~Thana's post and end of day will be wrapped up in Ash's post as collab~

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Nikola Warren Location: Streets of CMB (O2) -> Jail (AA) -> General Housing (X) Skills: N/A

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Now that Izi was done taking care of her business, Nikki headed towards the Jail once again. She hadn't figured she would have gone back after the whole thing with Hunter earlier but she was under orders by both Gunny and Cage right then. Rolling her eyes at the thought she quickly made her way to the front door of the jail and knocked. Waiting for the door to open she figured she would be dealing with Roy. He was supposed to be taking over for Cage, so when Cage opened the door it took her by surprise. He didn't say anything, just reaching out, taking what she was too deliver and shutting the door in her face. What was done was done. Another eye roll and a huff, and a popping of a bubblegum bubble and she turned around. She was not getting in the middle of this as much as she wanted to. Something told her to keep her mouth shut for once. She was all out of checks and her ass wasn't about to cash something she couldn't cover tonight. Maybe tomorrow.

Nikki still wasn't sure what to think about everything that had happened but she was not about stick around. She was tired and it had been a long day. She hadn't even had supper yet. Thinking on it though she really wasn't hungry. She was more tired of having her arm yanked nearly off each time she had taken Izi out for a walk or went to put her up. Meals weren't mandatory and everyone skipped one once in a while. She figured considering how late it was getting she probably would have missed out anyways. Not that if she went in there they wouldn't fix her something but she just wanted a shower. So much damn running today.

Now that she was sans dog she hopped on her skateboard and high tailed it away from the Jail. With it being later and the streets clearing out it made it pretty simple for her to make quick time and not play bob and dodge with people. It wasn't long before she was kicking her board up and tucking it under her arm as she walked up to her apartment. Pulling her keys out of her pocket and unlocked the door. Stepping inside she rested her board against the wall near the door and shut the door behind her. Looking around she spotted Lisa. "Hey, what ya up too?" she asked as she reached up and pulled a stick and a few blades of grass out of her hair. She did look like she had taken a tumble or two in the grass.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ Information Update - 10/16/2020: Counters updated. I will be doing the end of day post tomorrow.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ Information Update - 10/14/2020: Alright, break is ending today. Counters are back in play. I will update this until everyone posts again and then your counter will reflect that post. Most everyone posted during the break so you will see your post count reflects that. I will NOT be posting today, wasn't thinking right when I put us on break - probably why I figured we needed a break. LOL I will be posting Saturday!

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ Information Update - 10/11/2020: Counters updated to reflect postings during break. Remember to tag me in discord if you post over break so I can update again if needed.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ Information Update - 10/10/2020: Counters updated to reflect postings during break. Remember to tag me in discord if you post over break so I can update again if needed.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ Information Update - 10/07/2020: Okay, break time! Counters are frozen and will be updated again come October 14th when I post the next update. If you post during this time tag me in chat so I can reset your counter to one.

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🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ 𝚃𝚆𝙳: 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝟻 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Camp Mexico Beach Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. Notes: Alright peeps, things have been getting hectic for everyone. We are going to take a break. I think we all could use it. I will freeze counters as of today, they will start again come next Wednesday when I make the next update. If you get a post in between now and then your counter will drop to 1 when I restart counters. So take a deep breath and don't worry. Next update will also be wrap up for the day. Figured it was a good time to move things forward. So again, counters are now frozen, they will start back up on Wednesday October 14th when I post the next update.

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Streets of CMB: Over on the west end of the camp, alone on a loop street was a one way sign. The one way sign that Thalia had been searching for. It really didn't seem like anything special or different about it from any other street sign in the camp, save for one thing, on the back side was a piece of paper folded up and wedged in the space between the sign and the pole it was attached to. On inspection the note read the following: You will know where to begin when you solve this riddle: What heavy seven letter word can you take two away from and be left with eight.

There is a bit of a disturbance on the streets but refer to below for more details.

Beaches of CMB: Things on the beach are calm. There are a few people laid out down the beach nearest to the chapel with a bonfire going. Bass, Cheers, and Dusty, among others are hanging out and just taking in some down time now that dinner and the day is pretty much over. The time is getting later and they all will be turning in soon as with each day in Camp, it starts bright and early unless you are a late worker. "Who's that?" Cheers asked as she leaned back in the sand.

Dusty glanced over. "Oh one of the new guys."

"No shit..." Cheers said rolling her eyes.

"Nigel," Bass said as he had done some of the security for the quarantine.

"Oh right!" Dusty said before holding up a hand. "Hey Nigel!" he yelled.

Chase is coming off the pier, another last check done before heading back to her apartment. Other than that, only a few people are walking up and down the beach and a couple of teens are messing around at the waters edge near the Vets office.

Education Center (M6): Aeron smiled and nodded. "It is but then again being in the middle of a town that was mostly made up of retirees did help us get a good start," he said as he chuckled and turned on the lights. Heading down the stairs carefully, a bit slower than most perhaps considering his self administered pain medications were wearing off. "And yes, she keeps is very organized," he added as he got to the bottom and pointed around. Shelves and shelves lined with papers and books and boxes, all labeled and tagged.

"And that lies the problem...." Sighing he stepped forward and glanced around slowly. "Edna has a good eye but she organizes like a librarian, not someone who as served. She doesn't have the background knowledge to be able to know the difference between things like Vietnam Era and Korean Era uniforms, the small differences in weapons, ect. So much is mislabled or just placed in more general areas leaving us large gaps. Myself and others have tried but with our other jobs this has been pushed to the back burner as you would say. You being here, well I believe you could help with this."

General Housing (X): In Apartment 1 over in General Housing, things were quiet. The place was in order and seemed to be set up as an older bachelor pad. Recliners and other comfortable seating was the main focus of the shared living area. Books, cards, and boardgames were shoved on a shelf under the coffee table. There was even an older television set with a vcr player hooked up to it. All in all not a bad place to hold up. The door to one of the apartments bedrooms opened up and Sheers came out, waddling slightly in jeans, a bowling shirt, and fuzzy slippers. "Well I'll be, thought it was Morales back early," he chuckled as he headed over to another recliner and sat down, rocking back and pulling the handle so it tossed his feet up comically. "How was your first day in Camp?" he asked as he laced his fingers together and placed them on his large belly.

Chase heads into her shared apartment with Riley and Amelia. Beelining it for the shower, she strips down and gets the days sweat and sand off her quickly. Once cleaned up and out of the shower, she heads into her bedroom, the door closing a little heavier than perhaps it should have but not in an angry manner. More of one of those flinging the door shut behind you with more force than she had intended since you were really not paying attention moments. It was only a few minutes later when Chase came back out and flopped down on the couch with a folder of papers, a calculator, and map of the gulf in hand. Spreading things out she started crunching the numbers.

Jail (AA): Down in the jail cell itself, it was quiet and sadly enough when one is alone with their own thoughts time can inch by much slower than one wishes. At least with work it makes time go by faster but in the time between stopping and sleeping, it can seem to slow to a crawl, even more so when one is locked in cage.

A knock came to the door and Cage got up, heading to the door and opening it. "Roy?" he asked a bit confused.

"Replacement has a fever," he started but didn't get to finish.

"No! I need someone tonight! Not another night.." he started raging before Roy pushed him to the side and stepped in. "You? Fuck, fine," he said shutting the door.

"Keys," Roy said and Cage turned them over. "Delivery yet?"

"What? Oh, not yet," Cage said working through it.

"Go sleep, I have this," Roy said before walking over to the door leading to the basement and unlocking it. Cage shrugged and headed upstairs to his room. Roy headed down the stairs, but not before shutting the door behind him and locking it. Walking down the stairs he came around the corner and glanced towards where Hunter was laying.

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Thana Martin Location: Beach (L11) Skills: N/A

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Sitting there Thana could remember doing this for hours when she was younger. Her mother and sister off doing whatever it was they were doing and she just sitting with her feet in the sand. Thana remember wandering the shore, picking up different things that washed up on the shore: sand dollars, seaweed, digging up clams from the sand, and then just sitting there looking at whatever she found. IT was usually the calmest time of the year for her. She loved being down at the beach. Sure she loved the woods more, but when at home, she'd usually end up having a problem or two with her sister following her or getting into trouble coming back covered in dirt and her clothing in a mess from climbing trees or getting caught on briars.

Now, she was back in a childhood favorite spot and she was enjoying the quiet time even if she wasn't collecting things from the beach. Sitting there with Ash and just taking in the salt air was calming in another way, a way she desperately needed right then. Everything, every moment, since Newnan fell, had been like being stuck in fifth gear and not being able to downshift. Always on guard, always vigilant, recovering, trying to regain her strength, or searching. Since getting back to Camp Mexico Beach she had been working, reviewing files, and now a court martial was coming up from what she knew. Things were not going to be calm for sometime. Yet right then she had a moment to breath, just breath and enjoy the quiet next to Ash. She could have stayed like that all evening.

Yet it seemed that Ash had other ideas. He pulled away and she felt a chill even if the air was warm. Looking up at him she quirked a brow as she watched him. Why was he taking his shirt off? This was not the place to get jiggy with it. Then he made his intentions clear and she chuckled. Reaching out she took his hand and stood up. "How about no." Sighing she glanced towards the pier. She needed to explain. "I spent hours in the water earlier with Nigel as we took care of the underwater experimental garden. I'm a bit water logged already and well..." she explained as she looked down and rubbed her thigh a bit. "Honestly a bit worn out and sore." The last part was hard to admit. Thana didn't like admitting she was tired or in pain but she was. Ash had seen just two days ago rods being pulled out of her leg, he'd heard her screams, held her as she trembled and her knuckles went white. She was tired, so very tired.

"I think I'm just gonna go home," she said quietly. She didn't blame him for asking. She had acted like she was fine with the run earlier but in truth it hurt. She'd just wanted some quiet time sitting on the beach. That moment was gone now. He'd pulled away and wanted to do something else. She just didn't have it in her right then. "Yer more than welcome to go fer a swim," she said with a small smile before turning and picking up her boots. It had been a long hard year and it had finally caught up with her. Walking slowly, the limp evident as her hair fell over the scarred side of her face, Thana headed barefooted up the sands towards the road.

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Nikola Warren Location: General Housing (X) -> Streets of CMB (O2) Skills: N/A

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Heading outside, Nikki did what she had to do. The first thing was making sure that Izi got a bathroom break. How she had wished that had been a quick and easy affair but no. "Izi... don't even..." she muttered after hearing the dog growl a bit and taking a look around as to what on earth she could have been growling about. First thought was a walker or someone that shouldn't be there. This got the hair on the back of Nikki's neck to stand on end. In the end it was neither of those. It was worse, so much worse.

A cat... A cat that had once been orange but that was now shaved hairless was standing there and hissed at Izi. The two animals stood there, like it was high noon at the not ok coral. Nikki tightened her grip on Izi's leash but it didn't matter. A bark, a hiss, and they were off. The cat tore off and Izi was fast behind her.

"God damn it! Out of the way! Move! Look out! Izi! Fucking cat! Ahhh! Shit! Sorry! Stop! Ugh! Dodge! Dip! Duck! Dive! Dodge!" Nikki was hollering as she tore behind the dog, her arm feeling like it was going to get yanked out of its socket as she chased after the cat like a bat out of hell. Even though the streets were calm and mostly empty it still had people out in it. Nikki was jumping, weaving, trying not to hit anyone as the cat, then dog, then her weaved through the camp. She tripped a few people, nearly knocked a lady out of her walker and had to jump over a kid just trying to play kick ball. It was all too much, and god she hated running.

Eventually though Izi lost track of the cat, to which Nikki was grateful. She finally had a moment to look around and see where they were. "Fuck... that... was... a run..." she huffed and puffed as she noticed they were just north of the Fuel building on the otherside of the camp. "Would... you just use the damn bathroom now?" she grumbled towards the dog. Reaching into her pocket she pulled out a baggie and waited. Fingers crossed this would pass quickly.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ 𝚃𝚆𝙳: 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝟻 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Camp Mexico Beach Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. Notes: Another round of skipping ahead slightly. NPC's are assumed to be mulling about like extra's in a tv show. If you need to interact, go ahead. If you have a specific question feel free to ask. This post is going to be.. off. (Anniversary of the day my mother died and I didn't realize it until this morning, so needless to say my mind isn't in writing today but funny, she was an author, so I guess it is fitting that I am writing today. Anywho, there it is. Bear with me.) Next week we should be within a round to change days and maybe skip ahead to the court martial unless anyone has anything specific. Oh and the whole DnD thing in the camp - that WILL be a real thing! We will be hosting an RP within an RP and ANYONE is welcome to have their character host one! Sessions will be done in a special chat room in discord and you will be Rping out in collab your PC's reactions to their own characters! Please remember DnD was only up to 3rd edition at the time of virus beginning. Other systems are welcome as well. I will be using Nightlife, which is the system that gave me the idea for how we are now handling skills! So get ready, we are about to Inception the fuck out of this RP!)

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Streets of CMB: The sun is nearly all the way set but there is still an orange haze being as it is twilight. The air is starting to cool but it is still hot and humid. Being that it is summer in Florida it isn't ever really going to be cool during the nights, merely tolerable. People are out more now that dinner is wrapping up. Where kids were playing soccer and kickball before they are more mellow now, sitting in grassy places talking or playing card games like Magic the Gathering. Little groups form at tables or in open spots, people chatting and hanging out in the early evening air. Like seems rather calm all things considered.

Several women are sitting out on porches in front of their ground floor apartments, they are cross stitching and preparing quilting squares as they rock back and forth in their chairs. One can see several armed people here and there making their rounds, on the walls every fifty feet or so are more heavily armed guards manning their posts and keeping an eye out on the world on the other side of the wall.

Lights are starting to be turned on in homes and buildings that are still open. Places like the Education Center, admin, and the hospital are more lit than other buildings and seem to stay that way. Joaquin and Atticus have headed back to the church by now. Michael is finally leaving the hospital with Mary, the two are catching a later dinner than others. Maddoc and Mizrahi are just south of the Education Center in the middle of a fight. It doesn't look to be something angry but more of a sparring session between the two. Mizrahi is faster and stronger than Maddoc but the elder has experience and is more than holding his own.

Aeron looked over to Alexander and gave a grandfatherly smile. "I don't think he would mind, he had listened to myself many night." Motioning with his cane towards the Education Center with its lights on before continuing in that direction. "He is more understanding that many of the cloth that I have met. He did serve as well, hot zones in the middle east. Self proclaimed Battle Priest. I think that is good here, since so many have served. He understands the life and choices we had to make." As they got closer to the buildings Aeron chuckled. "Oh no, Edna makes sure everything is in order. She likes to keep things in order, has even organized everything according to the Dewy Decimal System. Things such as articles and pictures we old birds used to keep as reminders are now one of the few things left of the more current histories. For her, they are educational material and taken care of as such," he said as they reached the center. It was unlocked and one of two were milling about in the general area. Inside they would need to ahead across the main foyer and to one side before finding the library. It was impressive, walls and shelves full of books, filling up what had to have been three or four rooms originally before the walls were knocked down. "This way, there is storage in the basement for our older items that might be sensitive to the light that is coming in the windows during the day," he added before heading to a door marked archives. This door was locked. Reaching into his pocket he started to fish for his keys.

Mess Hall (C): Rosie looked over to Manny and nodded, giving a little wave with the fork still in her hand. Looking back over at Amelia she grinned. "Well we got a library that's fer sure." Stabbing at her food, she continued. "It wasn't much more than what we could collect from around the houses and condos here for a long time but once we got situated the General had us, if not really looking for reading material, collecting it if we ran across it. We've been able to raid a lot of book stores and college stores in our territory." Shrugging she took another bite of her food. Nodding, she did to the same to Amelia as she had done to Manny, a little wave goodbye with her fork still in her hand. Rosie obviously didn't pause long between bites, eating so quickly had to have an affect on her stomach, or at least some in camp might say that.

"See ya later Sportacus," Rosie chuckled as he headed out before she went back to trying to get the last bits of food off her tray. She wasn't one to let anything be left behind. Though she considered it as Sheers came over and sat down next to her with a tray of food. If one were to notice Edna right then she was snickering from behind her glass of water. She knew Rosie only tolerated Sheers and just barely.

The Major nodded slightly. "I vould say curiosity kills the cat but I've yet to see it," she said as she stared at Thalia. She seemed to pause, taking the girl in, looking her over. It was much the way that Macsen looked at people but at least when Macsen did it didn't set people off. The Major had no such bedside, or in this case tableside manner. When she looked at someone, wanting to read them it was was cold. She didn't hide it, one could tell she was weighing things out in her mind. It was cold and a bit creepy. One couldn't tell if she was going to finally snap or devour the person she was looking at. After a long uncomfortable moment she finally spoke again. "I vill put you on D Roster. Tomorrov. 2000 hours, open field south of Education Building they vill meet for training." Standing up she picked up her tray. "If you are late, you vill not get another chance." It was a flat delivery void of opinion. It was fact, as much as two plus two equaled four. A curt nod and the Major turned to go bus her tray.

General Housing (X): Back in housing and more specifically in Lisa and Nikki's shared apartment, things are calm. Izi is taking it easy. Glad to be out of the single room, granted she is more used to being out in the open a lot but at least now she can get up and walk around a bit before settling back down. She is a little lethargic but that is to be expected. She has an owner, one she is used to, and used to be outside in the wild. But dogs will be dogs and air conditioning with a soft couch is a lot better to lay down in than the heat and woods.

Jail (AA): Down in the cell, things are calm. Nothing is coming out of cracks in the wall and scurrying across the ground right now, which is probably a good thing. The smell if cleaner hangs in the air but a low rumble starts up and a fan kicks on, air starts circulating from the air vents outside of the cell. The air is cool and clean and it helping to get rid of the smell of bleach and disinfectant.

Upstairs, the radio crackles and Cage answers it, it's Macsen. "Yeah." "Hell of a request." "Within my authority." "Mhmm." "Don't give me that shit, you going to approve it or not?" "Yes." "Good." The crackle goes silent and Cage places the radio back down before rubbing his face. He was going to pay for this and he knew it. Nothing was free, especially these days.

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Thana Martin Location: Beach (L11) Skills: N/A

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At that moment there wasn't really anything for Thana to say. Ash spoke and she listened. More than listening though she felt his arms around her. It was warm and comforting, even though it was still hot right then outside she didn't mind. She knew she could have broke out in a sweat and she still wouldn't pull away. Leaning more against him she simply nodded. Wherever he was at was her home as well. Now that he was here it finally was starting to feel like a home.

Home, something most didn't have these days. Then again, thinking on it, Thana could remember plenty of times that she didn't feel like she had a home. Growing up, thanks to her now dead sister, her parents house never felt like home. Maybe it would have been different if her father had been around more but he wasn't. He was serving, he was gone most of the time. Long stretches away, leaving her to fend for herself as her mother and sister teamed up against her. The Spare as they liked to call it. It wasn't until after she joined the Navy that she had felt like she had a home. She fit in there, oddly enough. it didn't matter that she was shipped out all over the world, serving felt like home. Her team was family.

Then the world ended and she tried to hang on to that home but it was lost. Finding Newnan was a fluke. And it wasn't home but it was the start of something. Glancing over to Ash out of the corner of her eye she remembered seeing him the first time up close. Snow covered the ground, she was let in through the front gate. People seemed confused. Ash looked at her like he had seen a ghost and quickly told her to cover her face. It was a very confusing way to start. Granted it was made clear after he got her stashed away from the sight of the others. She had wondered if it was needed, then seeing how people reacted to her she understood that it had been. Things only got more difficult from there.

No, Newnan had never been home. There wasn't time for it to become a home. Then again, Thana felt it never would be home. Even with Ash there. There was a ghost that haunted her presence there. People saw her but thought of someone else. Someone who was and was not real. Sure they had been but what they showed people she till wondered if it was true or was it just another well placed facade. Shaking off the thought Thana leaned in more to Ash as she looked out over the water, seeing the waves creep up on the shore. No, this was home now. Ash was here, the ghost of siblings past wasn't. Thalia, Alexander, Manny were here. Yes she had her grandfather and uncle and dad but even they weren't as close to her as her new family. CMB was home, for now. If they one day had to leave home would be wherever they went, as long as they went together.

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Nikola Warren Location: Admin (A) -> General Housing (X) Skills: N/A

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Nikki sat there, well sitting was a bad way to describe it. It was more like she was slumped there in the chair, like a rag dog that had been tossed onto a seat and just fell into whatever position gravity would have her lay. Slack and boneless, enough to where she was slowly sliding out of the seat towards the ground as she waited for Gunny and Cage to have their little call on the radio. She could hear both ends thanks to it being a radio instead of a phone. So before Gunny even looked at her and gave her the okay she already knew what the answer was. That didn't stop her from sliding out of her seat fully and onto the ground.

It wasn't until after the so called call was over that she fell forward and finally stood up. "Ugh fine... But I want extra credit for this shit," she grumbled as she headed for the door. She didn't bother to look back and see if Gunny had anything else to say. She knew what she had to go and do now. It was eating into her time eating and she did like to eat. Granted everyone did these days. She just hoped a tray would be set aside for her and that someone hid said tray from Dusty so she would at least get dinner.

That would have to wait though. First things first, she needed to walk Izi. The dog had been inside for a while now. Then she would make sure to grab her skateboard to since she had to finish up and head back to the jail again to drop things off for Cage. Groaning she double timed it back to the apartment and headed inside. Smiling she noted the note was gone and could hear the showing running. "Taking the god for a walk and still working! Be back later!" she yelled after knocking on the door to the bathroom. She hoped Lisa would hear her. Grabbing the leash and a baggie she hooked the leash to Izi. She nearly got out the door before remembering she needed her skateboard. Reaching into the hall closet she grabbed it before heading out the door real fast and closing it behind her.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ 𝚃𝚆𝙳: 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝟻 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Camp Mexico Beach Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. Notes: Alright skipping ahead a little just to cover some ground with this post. If you need to move your character we are just going to assume they can get to where they need to go this round even if it is on the other side of the camp. Just makes things easier to move forward. Forgive me if it is off in any way, it's been a week! If I ended up missing anything big or screwed something up please let me know so I can address it. Remember you can use nameless npcs to get things rolling for you. Riv, you still have control of Riley if you need to take care of something or the other for now. Other than that I think that covers everything.

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Mess Hall (C): NPC's not directly interacting with PC's this round will be assumed to continue their private conversations and meals unless they are directly addressed. (Sorry, pushing through right now.)

Rosie nodded somewhat as she listened, giving a shrug or a motion of her fork as Manny spoke, inbetween shoveling food into her mouth and chewing. "Exactly, few people are totally gone but hey, never know, why we gots people that can, well for lack of a better term, sense people," she said motioning over and then stopping. "Well shit he ain't in here," she said before looking back and shrugging again. Looking at Amelia she nodded. "Well we got plenty, raided an old game store in Tallahassee a couple of years ago. We stripped the place clean, so we got books on books about gaming. Comics too if ya like that," Rosie said with a big grin before putting her fork down and rolling up her sleeve a bit, there was a tattoo of the original Iron Man design just above her elbow. The tattoo looked like it had probably been on her skin since before Amelia was born, there was another one, a more ninety's version of Iron man next to it but the ink looked new, like it was still healing. Looking back at Nigel she chuckled. "What I mean is even wrong acts don't mean yer gone, it's what's inside. If ya really want to know, check the records in the library, every trial we've had is there for public record," she said motioning towards the door. "And hell yeah you're welcome. Just need an open mind, paper, pencil, and dice," she said with a big grin.

The Major sat there, quietly eating her meal as Thalia answered the question. It didn't seem to move her one way or the other. It didn't even seem like she was paying attention for a moment, that was until she brought her eyes back to Thalia. "Good answer." It was flat and dryly delivered in a thick Russian accent. At the question she nodded. "Yes but only so much as a report. Breached this location, targets acquired, number killed, names of team that died, so forth. Vas like most military reports. She vill not talk about it much," she said before taking another bite. "Vhy, is there something that I should knov?" she asked as she finished the bite and locked eyes with Thalia.

Aeron chuckled a bit. "Yes, very odd," he said to Thalia's laughing. It did seem a bit off. He had known her brother for some time now and even as jovial as that man was he didn't laugh like that. From what Atticus had told him of the family, no one did. So it struck an odd chord with most in the room. Looking back at Alexander he shook his head. "Well they have more than one a week but today's is over," he said motioning towards Atticus. "He hosts the group sessions at the church, though I am sure if you would like to talk with him later this evenin' he would be willing. He keeps later hours than most during the week," he added before heading out and taking in the night air. He had promised to show Alexander some photos and such over at the education center, so he headed that way.

General Housing (X): Everything in the housing is just fine right now. Nikki left a note taped to the outside of the door of hers and Lisa's apartment - Dog is in my room, had to take, Hunter thrown in jail. Will fill in more. If it is after seven, please walk Izi, if not she should be fine. Nikki - That was it. Inside Izi would bark a few when the front door opened but she will calm down quickly. You can let her out, she will be fine. It's before seven currently so she doesn't need to be walked. If let out in the main part of the apartment, she didn't bother Nikki's room, but it looks like she curled up on the bed. Out in the living room she will just walk around sniffing a lot before jumping on the couch and curling up. She won't want to get down.

Jail (AA): "Just hurry," Cage called out to Nikki as she ran off. Looking at his watch he figured it would take her a bit of time to get to where she as going and getting back. Turning around he walked back into the house that had been turned into a jail. He still had an hour technically on shift before he would be given some down time but all things considered he figured that it wasn't going to end up being the down time he had really hoped for.

Stepping back inside he looked over the place before heading into office at the back and checking something. There was a desk in the room as well as several monitors behind it. It was quiet in there and he couldn't hear anything from what he saw on the screens but he could see what was going on. Seeing Hunter laying there he figured he'd give the kid some time. Things were calm down there and it didn't look like the kid had offed himself, at least he didn't think he had. There wasn't blood pooling up under the cot. All things considered, it was about as good as it could get right then.

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Thana smirked a bit at the mention that Thalia was her friend. Glancing back towards Ash she chuckled. "Yup, which means I ain't a target or at least all I gotta do is out run you," she teased before making a break for it and running. She hadn't gotten a chance to run a lot lately and while her leg was hurting and stiff it didn't stop her. She wasn't exactly pushing herself at a breakneck speed but the limp was more noticeable as she ran. Despite the pain she liked getting out a nice stretch of sprinting in. It felt better than it did bad right then.

Rushing down onto the beach she glanced around. Place was pretty empty here. It was busier down a way towards where the waterway was in one direction and by the pier in the other. Stopping Thana plopped herself down in the sand and started untying her boots. The air was warm, not hot anymore but the sand had cooled off quickly now that the sun was setting. It felt nice and she wanted to get that feeling over her toes. Plus sand would get everywhere anyways, so might as well just skip the middle man and take them off now.

Letting out a long breath she looked over and laid eyes on Ash, smiling slightly. "Gonna tell ya something," she said before going back to her boots. "First time I met ya." Pulling one boot off and then the other. "Ya reminded me of somethang." Off came one sock and she stuffed it into a boot. "Couldn't put my finger on it fer the longest time." The other sock came off and went into the other boot. "First time I came out here, I knew what it was." Thana motioned towards the water. "In the winter, when its calm, and the sun hits it just right." Looking back to Ash she smiled softly. "It's the same color as yer eyes." Sighing a bit she looked back out over the water as she pulled her knees up and draped her arms over them. "Why I had to leave. Couldn't keep lookin' at them waters every day and not know." It was a hell of a confession.

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Nikola Warren Location: Streets of CMB (O2) -> Admin (A) Skills: N/A

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Nikki cussed under her breath as she jogged from the Jail towards Admin. It was a hell of a sprint and Nikki wasn't the most in shape person on the base. Not that she was out of shape but she wasn't a runner, she was a skate boarder. She was more used to keeping her balance than actually using her lungs to push forward. Her legs were in good shape, skateboarding did that, but again, skateboarding wasn't running. She wished she had brought her skateboard with her, but she didn't think she would be put on this damned goose chase by Cage. That would teach her, take the skateboard everywhere because it will keep your ass from running. That or she could start running, fuck that. She'd rather carry a skateboard everywhere than try running.

Huffing and puffing by the time she got to the admin she slammed against the front door a little harder than she had expected to. Rolo was in there and looked confused, that was until she was handed the paper Cage had given Nikki. Nikki normally would have just spat out what was going on but she was still sucking eggs from running. Taking the note back when it was handed to her, she went into the back as Rolo buzzed her through. Heading down the hallway, beads of sweat rolling down her flushed face she went right into the open door that was Gunny's office.

"From... Cage," Nikki huffed as she tossed the paper down on the desk and flopped down onto the floor. Sprawling out on the cold tile floor, Nikki coughed a little and then took a deep breath. Like hell she was running around anymore tonight. If they wanted her to do something that was fine but they had better give her a golf cart of something, that or give her time to get her skateboard. Running, fuck that, she was done.

🧚🏻‍♀️ The Walking Dead - Year 6 Part 1

☠ 𝚃𝚆𝙳: 𝚈𝚎𝚊𝚛 𝟻 𝙿𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝟺 ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ Location: Camp Mexico Beach Weather Forecast: Dawn at 5:57 A.M. - Dusk at 7:41 P.M. - High: 87F, Low: 72F - Winds SW at 4mph - Gusting to 10mph - No rain - Cloud Cover: 26% - Visibility: 9miles. Notes: Alright peeps, let's see what we can do about getting done with dinner for the PC's this round. If we can muster that up we can get the day wrapped up in a round or two after that and move this story forward. If you haven't already contact people are possible story arcs or relations, start hopping on that. Keep in mind your characters current personality and where you want them to go if possible, as well if you think you can pull it off rp wise. Feel free to drop me a line to discuss some ideas. Also, are there a few ideas you have for some NPC's? either current or ones you would like to see added that could become actual PC's later on, let me know. Slow opening this more and more to player control now that we have a good foundation for skills and upping those. Depending on what your character does will determine their next amount of skill points to dump into existing skills, some will be getting new skills depending on what you do or try to do in Rp. As always, if you have an idea let me know. One more thing! There is a spin off Rp in the works that will take place PRE-Walker outbreak, I'm talking 60/70's. It wouldn't be a direct connect but does have potential for you to try a character study to see how your character could develop differently in different circumstances. Please note this is way in the future yet if you are interested in a Vietnam Era middle of the war - raging Age of Aquarius RP, drop me a line!

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Mess Hall (C): "Hey, both of you should join. Get you back into the game and well you, hell you could use some down time," Rosie chuckled motioning to Amelia and then Nigel respectively. "History buffs usually have the most fun with this shit," she said before taking another bite of her food and grinning.

DoLittle chuckled. "Maybe you could start small and catch the mouse, or was a it a hamster? Either way, ya know, like a real mouse trap, remember that board game? Yeah, something like that, hell, might be funny come Halloween for you to set up something nonlethal for the kids," she suggested. Laughing. "You do that, I wouldn't mind a hunt myself, good luck girl," DoLittle added as Lisa excused herself. It was getting late now that she thought about it. Shoving a few more bites of food into her mouth, DoLittle did what she could to finish up, she needed to get back to the kennels and do an evening sweep before locking up fully for the evening. Plus she had to write up a report on that damned cat that got out of their cage. She still couldn't figure out how the hell that had happened.

It seemed that Amelia had a second conversation going on now that Manny was here. It didn't bother Rosie that much. She had seen this type of thing happen before after people got out of a quarantine. Even if they hadn't been traveling together, being together for a week or two in a sort of lock up made for strange bed fellows. That was humanity. Glancing over her shoulder to Edna she smirked. It was why the two of them had developed an odd sort of friendship. They had both reached for an old second edition DnD book on the shelf in quarantine. They kind of kicked the door open. It was them and one other. One that didn't make it into the camp for a series of reasons.

Rosie looked over to Nigel and shrugged. "All depends on how he handles himself. Seen people do what some might be considered minor get kicked out. Seen someone cold blooded kill a woman in the street and well he's still in town. It won't be anything quick. We have a system, long one, and he'll have to go through it. Wouldn't say he's totally fucked yet though but then again I haven't got the reports yet. Chances are Gunny will have those ready by morning."

Aeron smiled slightly. "The conditions of your groups debt being paid was that the donation was to remain anonymous, it was an old family tradition," he said and then shrugged. The person that paid the debt made that point very clear. He wouldn't betray that, he had made a promise. Rule one. Glancing around for a moment before looking back at Alexander. "Yes, much like the one who plants a tree which they may never sit beneath. Do good, don't worry about a reward."

Standing up he chuckled. "Well not tonight but I do believe Cheers is working on repairing an old carbonation infuser. If we could get a decent cane trade perhaps we could get a pop or two in this place. Though if we had the resources I would just raid a Coca Cola plant, I bet we found find that recipe now," he chuckled before stopping as Thalia started to laugh. "Oh my, that is disturbing... Sounds like something out of Poltergeist. Not as bad as a banshee mind you but yes, disturbing none the less." Turning he went to buss his tray and head towards the exit.

"Jo... is that... normal?" Atticus asked as Thalia started laughing.

Joaquin sat there, looking confused and a little scared. "I wouldst be'est less afraid if 't be true I wast the lasteth sire on earth and a rap tap cameth to the doth's chamber door..." he admitted. This was the type of laugh that came on dark and stormy nights when things crawled out of the ground, before they actually had. His brows furrowed and he was so taken aback that when she finally spoke he was still too dumbfounded to respond.

Atticus however... "Hey!" he bawked. "Not cool..." he said before chuckling. He hadn't actually thought about it before but he could see what she was getting at, still though. Not cool.

The Major sat there with her brow quirked at the whole laughing thing and watched as Thalia got her composure and headed over to her. "Русский юмор заключается в том, чтобы приспосабливаться или разобраться в безумии своей жизни," she said as she was about to take a bite of food. Stopping the fork, she self translated. "Russian humor is to adapt or make sense or nonsense out of the insanity of their lives." She set the fork in her mouth and pulled the food off it before motioning with the tangs of the utensil towards the seat nearest her. "You find a person, killed many. Do you ask why or do you pull the trigger?" she asked dryly as she looked down at her tray and stabbed a few more pits of tuna onto her fork.

Jail (AA): Cage quirked a brow as he watched Hunter. Sighing, he reached into the slat and took the tray. He didn't say anything about the fork, save for, "don't do anything stupid kid..." he said as he turned and headed back up the stairs. Closing the door he locked it and headed towards the door. He was about to yell out the door for Nikki, trying to catch her when he noticed she was flopped down on the sofa.

"Hey, here," he said as he set it down on the coffee table. "And wait a minute," he added before he headed up the stairs to the second floor of the make shift jail house. After a few minutes he came back down carrying a triple stacked letter and handed it over. "Just do it," he said as he thrust it out at her.

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Thana Martin Location: Mess Hall (C) Skills: N/A

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Sitting there as she ate, Thana smirked a bit as she caught a glimpse of Ash out of the corner of her eyes. It was nice to just sit and have a meal with him. The last time they really had been able to do something like this was after the wedding and well reception fiasco back in Newnan. Not that they hadn't eaten together recently, but de-stress. That was an interesting night that lead to a lot of change. She remembered she had asked Ash if he ever just gave himself the night off. Asked how he was. He had looked at her like no one had ever asked such a thing from him. The man had really needed to let off some steam and in the end they both had. It changed a lot for them both, even before the town went up in flames. Glancing around at the Mess Hall she wondered for a brief moment what Newnan might have been like if it hadn't fell the way it had. She pushed the thought out of her mind quickly, what if's were never a good thing, especially now. No one could change the past.

At Ash's question, Thana nodded. "That sounds perfect... How about the beach?" she asked before she went back to eating. It wasn't long before she was finished with her meal and and setting her fork down on the slender little divet on the side of the tray. "Come on, people are going to start finishing soon and then things are going to get crowded just leaving," she said after a few, making sure that Ash was either within a bite or two of finishing or was done. Sliding down off the stage she bussed her tray and headed for the door.

That was until she heard something that made a chill run down her spine. Thana stopped in her tracks. Her head turning slowly, like someone might in a horror film when they knew the killer was standing behind them. Oh it was a killer alright but that wasn't what was freaking Thana out right then. It was the sound of laughter. Laughter coming from Thalia. "Oh that ain't natural..." she muttered. Thana and Thalia had spent many a night up in a tree keeping an eye out on things while the other slept when they were on the road. Thalia smirked, chuckled maybe, usually sarcastically. In all that time, she had never heard Thalia out right laugh and frankly it was one of the most disturbing things she had ever heard...

"She might kill someone, I'm outta here," Thana said before hitting the door and getting out into the hot air. It wasn't as bad as it had been, not so much as to drench someone now but still hotter than in the Mess Hall.

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Nikola Warren Location: Jail (AA) -> Streets of CMB (O2) Skills: N/A

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Nikki had been on such a rant she hadn't even heard Hunter when he spoke. Whether or not if the words he had said would have made her change her tone or just made her blow up more were left to the flip of the coin at this point. Instead she was upstairs now grumbling to herself. She had nearly bolted out the front door and stormed off to the Mess Hall so she could get some dinner but she remembered she had promised to take Hunters tray back for Cage. That was the only thing keeping her from exiting the house at this time. She had given her word, if she broke that, it would make her a liar. As hot tempered as she was, she did have some morals, or was it ethics? Shit, she didn't care. In a deep huff she flopped down on the couch and waited for Cage to come up. Like hell she was going back down there now.

Hearing Cage come up the stairs, Nikki turned her head and glanced over to him. Seeing the tray she was glad she wasn't going to have to get into it with him just to get the tray. Sitting up she grabbed the tray but froze and looked like a dog that was confused as she tilted her head to one side as he told her to wait. Rolling her eyes she did but she did so impatiently. Tapping her toe, drumming her fingers, and smacking her gum. As he came back she took the paper, read over it, her jaw going slack. "You gotta be fucking kidding me! Seriously?!? Fuck! FINE!" she snapped before turning and storming out the front door, tray in one hand, papers in the other, and a vein popping out of her temple looking like it was about to burst. If it hadn't been for the slew of curse words leaving her mouth as she stalked off it just may have blew.