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Jack Hudson

Location: Outside Building One (Medical)


Jack didn't notice the way Brian kept glancing over his shoulder, too consumed with the fact that he had seen Dick. Hell, he didn't notice if anyone else around him seemed to be a little bit off as well. He felt and looked pale as he nodded at Ash, walking off from the group as he pulled out his radio. "Tatiana? It's Jack. Where are you?" Jack asked, his voice shaken. He didn't want to radio over Ash's request, figuring that it deserved a little privacy. He could tell Tatiana about it face to face--right before informing her that her husband had begun a spiraling descent into insanity.

There really would be no good way to break that news.

Oh, and the fact that Miss Sally had died. Part of him didn't want to tell Tatiana any of this, worrying that the stress would be bad for their baby. But Tatiana was Russian--she could handle it. And she had to know that these sort of things were happening. Jack didn't want to wake up one day and find that he had gone berserk. He certainly didn't want to hear Dick's voice in his head for the rest of his life either. He'd almost rather face a horde of one hundred walkers without any weapons. It didn't even occur to him that Ash might've been going insane as well. His request for an appointment was rationalized by the Boston native as simply needing to express his grief over the recent deaths--not because of hearing voices.

Beatrice Decker

Location: Near 545 Corinth Rd, Newnan: In the woods. (Not far from the Coweta County Water Authority)


Beatrice raised an eyebrow at James' explanation, since it was lacking in sanity. She didn't know who 'El Jefe' was, but he seemed to either be an urban legend or someone James respected greatly. It was a toss up between the two, really. Of course, considering the fact that she had seen Bryn try to kill Ryan, she couldn't help but wonder if there had been something in the water back at Newnan. Was that why Ryan had gone off by himself--had he seen something? Gavin was so happy go lucky that Beatrice wouldn't have been surprised if he didn't even notice he was going insane. Or maybe insanity was normal for him. That was the more likely explanation.

"So you've gone completely insane. That's fun," Beatrice commented with a shrug. "If you decide to kill us all, I'd like to go last. It's always been a dream of mine to outlive Ryan." She figured the chance of James going completely homicidal was slim, but she also wouldn't have predicted he would kill Dick. There was a good possibility that James would end up butchering them all. Or at least, most of them. Maybe there'd be an anti-psychotic among the supplies that they could give James.

Or maybe they'd just need to keep him incredibly stoned all of the time. That in itself could be amusing.

Chloe & Ravi

Location: Building One (Medical)


Chloe had managed to sort most of the texts into topical areas, having stacked the books for the moment. Her mind was free of voices and distractions, though it wouldn't have been the first time something weird like that had happened in her head. She had been given horrible acid once while in solitary, but it was the best you could get the guards to bring you. And while she liked to think that she was beyond her druggie days, she felt a bit of a craving at the moment. Pinching the skin on her arm lightly as if a reminder, she kept on with her work. Drugs weren't going to fix her problems this time.

Ravi nodded, sensing that Froggy was relieved he wouldn't have to embalm Miss Sally. "If you have an inventory of chemicals on hand, I can see if we have the proper supplies," Ravi offered, though he figured that a run would be a better option. Provided that the embalming chemicals had been stored properly, they'd be the best thing to use on Miss Sally. A 'home remedy' wouldn't always give the best results, especially since he hadn't had to synthesize anything really since organic chemistry in college. And that was longer ago than he'd care to admit.

Panic enveloped him for a moment as he saw Gavin in front of him. His first thought was that Gavin had somehow decided not to go to fight Peachtree City singlehandedly after all and that he had returned to Newnan. But Froggy would've had some sort of reaction if he saw the cowboy. Instead, Ravi just looked sadly at the illusion.

I thought it would be Liv.


October & Bonnie

Interacting With: Everyone @Nallore
Location: the Zephyr (Cockpit)


As per usual, Coulson had the more extreme reaction of the two. While Agent May stood by calmly, relief and then anger flashed across Coulson's face. Relief that more of his team hadn't been compromised, but anger that he had been lied to and that Bonnie had disobeyed a direct order. S.H.I.E.L.D. protocol would call for a decrease in security status, for the agent in question to be taken into questioning, and then reassignment. Of course, there was a line about the lead agent on the team being able to choose a punishment within their discretion.

"You understand what I have to do, Agent Chase," Coulson said clearly, his hand tightened into a fist.

"Yes, sir," Bonnie said. She was grateful that Cassandra didn't seem to have been dragged into this--at least not yet. "I accept full responsibility."

"Good. You'll be processing records without break until finished," Coulson ordered. A smile then spread across his face as Bonnie understood what was going on. Her punishment was going to be an increase in the workload, work she would have had to do anyways. She was being let off the hook--just this once. "Now, I'd like to know how two of my agents would've died without the help of a teenage girl."

"She has abilities, sir," Bonnie answered. She couldn't protect October, but maybe she could protect Carolina. Surprisingly enough, October didn't seem too freaked out. She was injured, but seemed to be on the mend already. Some part of her mutation must've been helping her body deal with the wounds, cauterizing them and stopping any blood flow.

October held out her hand and summoned up a small globe of fire. She then held up her other hand and spread it between the two, eventually spelling in fiery letters HELLO, AGENT.

"Well, I'll be damned."


Dorothy Pender

Location: Merchant Area


Dorothy didn't quite understand what Foy was saying at first. Half of his speech seemed to just be filler words anyways, without any actual meaning attributed to them. For everything that would take one sentence for a normal individual to say, Foy required at least a hearty paragraph. She didn't quite understand what looking for socks had to do with anything and was about to berate Foy for worrying more about garments than catching the woman when it struck her. Duh. Understanding flashed across her face, replacing the bit of barely concealed disgust at Foy nearly kissing her cheek.

"That sounds wonderful...pudding pop," Dorothy said. It had been a while since she flirted with anyone. Or at least, a while since she realized she was flirting. Her enjoyment of messing with her frenemy, Atticus, could've been interpreted by some quite differently than how Dorothy intended it. "Let's go, then," Dorothy added, resisting the urge to add on tally-ho! Maybe Foy's mannerisms were contagious. She shuddered at the thought.

At least asking Foy's help seemed to be paying off. From what she understood, he had bribed someone into giving information and had decided to convey that message through talk about socks. It was dedicated, to say the least. Awkwardly reaching out and taking Foy's hand, Dorothy headed in the direction that Foy had indicated, hoping it wasn't too late. She couldn't help but feel Anisa would kill them if they returned empty handed. And even if they caught the woman and brought her back, their kneecaps could be in peril still.

Fitz Townsley

Location: Town (Toy Store)


Fitz didn't recognize the sound of the gun click, but given Royus' tone of voice and the fact that this wasn't the Core, he got the message pretty quickly. His eyes widened and he seemed to get a bit paler, even though the threat wasn't aimed at him. Just the proximity to the gun seemed to unnerve him. He had grown up relatively sheltered on Osiris, after all. He wanted to add something tough and macho to Royus' words to the kid, but only a helpless stutter came out.

He relaxed a bit as the kid went off, but he was still nervous with the gun on the table. It was definitely a new experience for him--the entire point of his trip around the 'Verse. Fitz felt a bit crushed seeing he lost, but Royus' praise did help to lift his spirits. "Th-th-thank you," Fitz said, his stutter having become visibly worse after the encounter. He stood up and shook Royus' hand, having a surprisingly firm grip. He had to work with his hands, though--they were always steady and certain.

"I-I-I'll k-keep that in mind," Fitz replied. Truthfully, he didn't know if he would be able to keep an eye out for people like that. He was too used to security and not needing to be on the watch for that sort of thing. It was learned behavior by this point.


Nora Kingston

Location: the Museum


Nora had become accustomed to Neema referring to her as Miss Kingston over the past few hours that she felt a pang of sadness as Lady Munn addressed her as Lady Kingston. She surely had mentioned it before that she did not prefer that form of address, though she usually said it was simply for simplicity's sake. She had far too many siblings. There were her sisters Emmaline and Esther, both properly addressed as Lady Kingston, and then there was her mother Margaret, also properly addressed as Lady Kingston. And once Nora's father passed and the earldom went to her brother Ethan, his wife Fannie would also be Lady Kingston. There was hardly any sort of identity to be held in that title, as well as the title itself meaning nothing. A person's birth was a poor basis for titles, in Nora's opinion.

She had indeed already met Miss Ridgeway, having shared a drink with the woman on occasion. They both were fluent in Irish gaelic, one of the main factors that drew the two together. While Lauren was the child of Irish immigrants from what Nora had come to understand, Nora had learned the language from her nurse as a small child. She had been ill for such a lengthy time that she had achieved fluency in the language.

"Neema has greatly aided my understanding in the events that have occurred thus far," Nora explained. "I must confess, her explanation does clarify a great deal...as bizarre and illogical as it may seem at first." Nora meant no offense to Neema, of course. She was merely attempting to give a reference of sorts to Neema, as Nora knew that Lady Munn would likely protest at Neema's explanations. She had done the same herself the previous night but yet...it was the only explanation presented thus far for everything that had happened. Once the impossible was eliminated, whatever remained, no matter how improbable, must be the truth.

Neema's improbable explanation seemed to be the only possible one. It was the closest to the truth.
@mnkee Oooh a doppleganger for Miss Tryke Lockley. ^^ You haven't met her yet, since she's a modern/Sci-Fi character, so using her for a faceclaim is cool by me. Especially since it's not the first time where characters in this verse have the same faceclaim as another. Rule is no more than two with the same face claim and if they're in the same RP, you have to use obvious differences in hair color/style/wardrobe to make them easy to tell apart.
I will get my post up tonight ^_^
I will get my post up tonight ^_^
I will get my post up tonight ^_^
I will get my post up tonight ^_^
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