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[famouslyNobody.]

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"Ah, come on Bayou, what's the matter? Meat not looking fresh enough for the Calvary?" Owen folded his arms back behind his head and let Boston go and fetch whatever canned food the girl had her eye on. In the meantime he let out a small sigh and pulled a few plates and bowls out of a grimy cabinet. They called them plates but they were basically just flat metal anythings that the group happened to pick up whenever they went out. In fact, Griffith was pretty sure that one of their larger bowls was actually a bent up STOP sign. Grabbing a small amount of cleanish water and a rag, he set about washing the metal pans and bowls until they sparkled, ready to be cooked on. Clean water was definitely one of the hardest things to cone by so showering was a rare event. Luckily, he'd been able to clean himself up only the day before and all the dirt and grime had been washed away. But he hadn't particularily taken the time to shave so a thin layer of stubble had gathered around his chin. After a while of silence in which his expression hadn't gotten the least bit cheerier, he collapsed down on a wooden chair so that he was sitting backwards on it and facing Bayou so he could watch her lazily. Chin leaning against the back, he cocked a brow in delayed response, "I wasn't under the impression that you were capable of feeling flattered. Yo, any chance that the collectors have found any canned fruit lately? I think I could die happy if I had some peaches in my ever-shrinking stomach. You know, which would be a miracle seeing as nothing makes me happy as far as I know."

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25 - female - healer
location - sleeping quarters
tagged ; owen & bayou

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Quickly scavenging upstairs Boston found two cans of beans and one can of canned apricots. Holding the cans in hand, she returned down to Own and Bayou. "This was all I could find." She replied with, setting the cans down. With a knife she kept in her back pocket she proceeded to open the cans.
"I swear there are probably plenty of abandoned grocery stores around here with good food. But no they won't let us go there." She said in an aggravated voice. Not paying attention she accidentally cut her finger, cursing under her breath.
"Put the beans on the fire for a little while then they'll be good to eat."

[grapebats]

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Tulsa
23 ; collector
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Tulsa stuck close to Samoa until she went outside. At that point, he drew back to stand somewhat closer to Nashville. He didn't think it was the smartest of ideas for Samoa to wander outside by herself, but he wasn't going to say anything. He was pretty happy that Nashville planned to send out a fighter with them. It made him feel a lot safer, especially since he didn't trust himself to protect himself or anyone else if need be. He made a mental note to ask about what kinds of supplies Nashville wanted him and the rest of the collectors to look for. That is, if he didn't tell them before he could get around to it. He felt like he should know what to do by now, but in truth, he was still a bit lost. He was just about positive that he would stay clueless this way for the rest of his life. It was embarrassing that he needed to rely on the others, but relying on them was better than letting himself take over and getting killed.

[famouslyNobody.]

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The boy tilted his resting head to the side so he could see Boston from the corner of his eye. "Apricots? Score." And he raised brow when she cut her finger while haphazardly slicing away at the cans. With a grunt, Griffith walked up to her and took over the cans, flicking his switchblade open to finish the job with ease. Without watching, he glanced at the cut and sighed, "You should go wash that. I don't particularly want your DNA all over our food." But he said it with a tiny sum of a grin even if he wasn't feeling all that amused. Before all of this, you couldn't catch Owen sporting any expression other then a delicately set frown. But that was then. Now, with everybody else doing the frowning for him, Owen found it necessary to widen his span of expressions for the sanity of those around him. This was crazy though, because there were no words to describe how much he hated everything in existence. But he also didn't want to lose anything else either which was why he work half to death to make sure nobody else got hurt. Unfortunately, that also went along with putting everybody else first which was also something that he never used to do. So when Boston did cone out with canned fruit, he didn't really get too excited as he'd be making sure that those go to somebody else not as worthless as him. "Hey, I'd love to raid a grocery store but don't pretend to not know how dangerous they are. Nobody's risking their life to 'maybe' get an extra can of fruit in a place that may or may not already be raided. The only guy stupid enough to actually try that is standing in front of ya. It aint fun, believe me. Besides, look at that stunning hunk of mystery meat. Aren't you even the least bit curious as to what animal it came from? I'm gonna guess antelope?"

[ander]

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Role; leader Tags; group Location; sleeping quarters Mood; eh

When Samoa reentered, quite red, he sighed. "Please listen for directions before running off. You'll get yourself, and us, killed." he said firmly. He wasn't trying to scold her, just make her listen. "Yes, anyways, I'll be pairing you all off. So, Somoa, since you're so eager, you're paired with Montana. Tulsa with Taylor, Berlin with Dallas, Sydney with Surrey and Scotland. I'll tag along with you Somoa and Montana." he said, scanning the faces carefully. "Collect canned foods, medical supplies, and, most importantly, warm clothes. Winter is coming, and fast." he said. He nodded towards the door with a curt gesture. "Now we may go."

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Role; other Tags; owen & boston Location; sleeping quarters Mood; irritated

Bayou contained a smart remark as Boston went off to fetch the canned goods. She wasn't trying to be ungrateful, not too much at least, but the sight of the meat... she shivered and glared once more at Owen. "It's fine. At least it'll be after we cook it." she said coolly. When Boston returned she listened to her rantings with and eye roll, and one more for Owen as well. "The stores are empty. All looted." she said. She watched as Boston cut her finger and Owen picked up the can, placing it near the fire. "So, anyone wanna butcher that meat?" she asked, hesitantly eyeing the chunk.

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25 - female - healer
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She let out a heavy breath, taking a piece of her clothing and wiping the small blood off the cut. "If you were smart you could survive out there. Know where to hide; where to attack. The one thing we have that they don't; wits. Though it is statistically proven when in panic the human brain can be very, VERY stupid." She said. Since the formula was released all that mattered was strength. Many times she thought of just leaving this group and surviving on her own. But she always doubted her smartness; ever since the formula went horribly wrong. "Our only advantage over those zombies is our cleverness; but so little actually use it. Such a shame."

[Pyromaηiac]

Samoa - 18 - Female - Mood: Embarrassed - Tags; none

"My apologies" Samoa said in a calm low toned voice to Nash. She listened to what he had to say. And this time she would wait for everyone else to exit before following her group, for she did not want to repeat her first mistake.. She thought for sure at this point the group would think of her as a completely childish idiot.

[grapebats]

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Tulsa
23 ; collector
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As soon as Tulsa got paired up with Taylor, he started scanning around for him. Taylor didn't seem like too bad of a person, so he was fine with this. When he spotted him, he trudged over to him slowly and let out a soft sigh. He wasn't quite sure if he should say something, and if so, what he should say. He was trying to up his social skills, wasn't he? Yes, he was. "So, looks like we get to attempt not to die together." He smiled softly. Perhaps that hadn't been the best thing to say. "How's it going?"

[famouslyNobody.]

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Griffith watched Boston talk and he found himself rolling his eyes as if he were imitating Bayou. "You know what I can never wrap my head around when it comes to you, Boston? It'd be how you seem to be an expert on those walking hunks of meat out there. Honestly, you don't see me analyzing their behavioral patterns and what not. But then again, I was never that smart to begin with. You lose some, you win some. Am I right?" He didn't say anything else on that subject however as Bayou had so obviously pointed out that she wouldn't be the one carving the meat. So, dragging his feet he smiled at her like a doll and pulled out the largest of his collection of blades. "I would absolutely love to cut this bad boy up. Wanna watch. There's a fifty fifty chance something live will crawl out after I shove my knife in." He waggled his brows at the girl who was eyeing the meat dangerously, before plunging his knife deep into the carnage and expertly began to slice the stuff into cookable portions. Unfortunately, nothing ever did come crawling out of the thing. What a let down.

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25 - female - healer
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Owen's remark made quieted her. I've studied human anatomy and behavior for five years. That's how. Boston thought. Glancing over at the beans she saw that they were ready. Carefully, she took them from the fire. "Bon Appetit, I guess." She said. "I wonder when the others are going to get back. It's not our fault if the food is cold." Her eyes wandered to the outside, her mind making up many stories of what was happening to the others.