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@Peridot: Day 6! I will be updating here today. Since Alec is interacting with people via Skype, I think it'd be okay if I update without you posting - but I'd much rather you post first!


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Dean Kesseli / Lightning
{"I'll just...I'll just be over here, doing my best, while the world tries to blow itself up...Go team!"}

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Beatrice Decker


Location: in a TANK
Skills: Tank Gunner Amateur

Beatrice couldn't help but be a little startled as Lola suddenly sprung into gear, moving the tank from their position. It was one thing to take aim at a target with everything calm - another to adjust for the slight movement and get that shot off once the chaos had already started. Beatrice shut her eyes for a moment and took a focusing breath, adapting rapidly to the new surroundings by the time Lola told her to shoot. With almost perfect clarity of mind, Beatrice fired off the first shot.

"Payload delivered," Beatrice replied, a hint of almost childlike excitement in her voice. The shot hadn't been perfect by any means, hitting a little low and to the left. But for someone who had never seen a tank shell in real life before, it was extraordinary watching it hit the gate. She was grinning as she reminded herself of the procedure for loading that Lola had shown her - load the shell, point first, and then close the hatch. Simple. And as much as she wanted to watch the destruction she had just unleashed on Eden, she got to work on reloading. They'd need another shot to go off soon, she imagined.

Jack Hudson


Location: Walking Towards Arnco Mills
Skills: Survival

"R-right, sorry 'bout that," Jack apologized, awkwardly making his way off of Tiffany and the walker. There was one bright side to this - they both smelled a little more like death and decay. If they were lucky, that might actually help to put some walkers off their scent. He doubted they were anywhere near enough death stench to be effective - but still, a man can hope. He took a quick moment to assess their current situation. None of the buildings nearby looked like they'd be a good place to hole up for the night. Either there were too many walkers, the buildings looked terrible, or some combination of the two.

"Don't think we'll find any sheltah here," Jack said, before offering a hand to help Tiffany up. His last estimate had said they didn't have the time to make any stops at all if they were to make it to Arnco Mills by nightfall - and that was assuming they could get a car. Their best bet now, as far as he was aware, was to get in a car and put as much distance between them and Newnan as was humanly possible - and find somewhere to take shelter on the way. Plus, with the way Tiffany was tired, having a means of transportation that only required one of them to be alert and focused would help. He had been the man of the house growing up and he was fine to fill that roll now as well. Gender stereotypes could be fulfilled for a little bit of time and it wouldn't hurt anyone, as far as he was concerned.

"No way we'll make it to Mills at this rate eithah," Jack added. "Should probably try and find some sheltah somewhere."


Scott Rydzynski

Location: Crash Site - Seattle, Washington
Interacting With: Gideon, Jace, Janelle


"No, you're not," Scott agreed, still continuing to size Griffin up. "But after what I'm about to tell you, you might want to be," he then added, before clapping Gideon on the back. It was meant as a friendly gesture but getting clapped on the back by a merc would technically qualify as having someone crack you up against the back - it'd hurt. Scott did know his own strength, but he was also used to dealing with other mercs - people who have seen so much violence that some of their nerves had been deadened slightly through the abuse. Maybe Scott's mannerisms and humor would put Gideon at ease - maybe they wouldn't. It didn't matter to him either way.

He then turned around, seeing two ginger kids. His expression was hard when he regarded the brother, but softened when he saw the sister. She looked to be about his daughter's age. However, as the boy mentioned that they had seen each other before, Scott grinned widely and laughed. "This is terrible, for fuck's sake," Scott said, still laughing. The officers had left the scene - which was good. "Yeah, we all know each other. Hell, you two saw the murder in Phile as well, didn't you? Saw that little piece of ass getting ripped to shreds?"

"You see, I'm willing to bet that we're all alike," Scott continued. He noticed a bit of metal that had come off in the crash - must have been from the bumper. "We're all freaks," he said, as he held out his hand and the piece of the bumper shot upwards, hovering for about five seconds. He then shut his hand and it dropped as he broke his concentration.


9


Location: Lab Facility


Nine let out a small sigh of frustration. They didn't bring any medical supplies with them - great. At least Ten seemed to have medical training, from the stuff he was spouting off. "Alright. The storage room might have those - if not, we'll case a place and hit it for what we need," Nine said. This was coming all too natural to her. First, it was murdering (in self defense!) Zacharia's fellow soldiers. And now, it was turning into theft - and with the way her mind was going, likely an abduction as well. They couldn't risk Zacharia giving them up. They could either kill him or hold him hostage. Given that he cooperated with them, Nine was in favor of the later - for the moment.

"A global war and scientists conducting illegal human experiments," Nine repeated. "I have to imagine it's connected somehow - what was the war over?" She turned her head as she heard pods open up - two of them, to be precise. It raised their head count to be a little higher. There were supposedly thirteen of them in total. However, there was also a chance that whoever stepped out of those pods might have some answers for them - maybe they were some of Dark Anarchy's scientists.

"Do you know who you are?" Nine said, as she raised her gun and pointed towards the individuals vacating the pods. "Did you work for Dark Anarchy?"

Trust was for children.


Jenna Westbrook

Location: Town Center


Once Jenna was out of Harry's line of sight and earshot, she took a deep breath and wiped her eyes. Her normal demeanor had returned - thank god for her acting skills. Though it hadn't been that hard to do all of those things - they were all true. She just generally wasn't the type to tell other people her deepest and darkest secrets like that. The adoption card was one that she had been learning to play to her benefit when she needed it. "Yeah, a friendly asshole," Jenna muttered. Thankfully, no one was there to watch her talking to nothingness.

"I'll check the security footage when I get a chance. I'll give Abe and Kosara the slip tonight, head into the station when hardly anyone's working," Jenna then informed the ghost, her voice quiet as to not carry. To an outsider, it probably appeared that Jenna's emotional outburst had just been for show and that she didn't care about her friends. It couldn't have been more the opposite - she was going to solve this case and ensure that her friends stayed safe. For a moment, she thought about texting someone to go check on Declan, but she decided against it. He could take care of himself - and Finley was being a bit of an asshole in her opinion, but she was smart. She'd make it out okay.

"Don't worry - I'll make sure the person who killed you is held responsible for their actions," Jenna then promised. "Even if it isn't the most conventional means of justice...It'll be handled," she then added. If it was a demon that was responsible for the Mayor's death, as the evidence seemed to suggest, that'd be difficult to prove in court. She then glanced down at her phone - Kosara and Abe were on their way. She then left Town Hall altogether, now standing outside where she'd be visible for their car.

She couldn't help but wonder if she should show them the book she had found...
@BlackPanther: Day 6
@Peridot: Day 5

You both need to get a post up ASAP. Everyone except for Fantasy is now on day 5, waiting for the update in order to post - and the update is waiting on you too. Peridot, if you need to, you can post before Black Panther.
@Peridot: Day 5
@BlueSky44@Nallore@FantasyChic: Day 5 for cases. Last day to get roll requests in is tomorrow.
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