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☽☾✗✘✓ ✔ ☐ ☑ ☒ ✕ ✖✚✪✣✤✥
✱ ✲ ✳ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ✽ ✼ ✻ ✺ ✹
✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ ✴ ❄ ❅ ❆ ❇ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ❖
☀ ☂ ☁ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧
❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ➸ ♨ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ☮ ☯
♋ ☡ ☢ ☣ ☤ ☥ ☦ ☧ ☨ ☩ ☪ ☫ ☬ ☭
♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ۞
♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☼ ❣
♲ ♳ ♴ ♵ ♶ ♷ ♸ ♹ ♺ ♻ ♼ ♽♯♩♪♫♬♭
☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☚ ☛ ☜ ☝ ☞ ☟
☿ ♀ ♁ ♂ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ ♈ ♉ ♊ ♌ ♍
△ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ ❤❥♎ ♏ ✐✌
๑ # @ & * ¥ ☸ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽☾
♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎
◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏ ✍✡
✠❖☸☠ ✠

█║▌│█│║▌║││█║▌│║║█║█║▌│█║▌│║║█║


¡ † ‡ ↔ ↑ ↓ •«» ¤₯ ƒ ₴ ₥ ₦ № ₧ ₰ £ ៛ ₨ ₪
৳ ₮ ₩ ¥ – — … ° ≈ ≠ ≤ ≥ ± − × ÷ ← → · § ๑☺ ☻
☼♣ ♥ ♦·۰•●○●ஐﻬ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ▬♦ ◊ ◦♫ ♪ ღˇ √ « » ™
♂♀ ©№® ◦º°×°º◦ ´¯`·»ºØ´ ׺°”˜`”°º×»- ஆ ௰ Þ ௫
๑•ิ.•ั๑ ๑۩۞۩๑ ✿.。.: ☂☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍
☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙
✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ εїз℡❣·۰•●○●

ゃōゃ ♡๑۩ﺴ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏♡ ⊙◎ ☺ ☻✖╄ஐﻬ ► ◄ ▧ ▨
♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █▌ ▐░ ▒ ▬♦ ◊ ◦ ☼ ♠♣ ▣
▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ の ☆ → あ ぃ £ ❤ 。◕‿◕。

# @ & * ¥☸ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ❃ ✺ ❇ ❈ ❊ ❉ ✱ ✲ ✩ ✫
✬ ✭ ✮ ✰ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽ ☾ ❤ ♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ
o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏ ︻ ︼
︽ ︾ 〈 〉 ︿ ﹀ ∩ ∪ ﹁ ﹂ ﹃ ﹄﹝ ﹞ < > ≦ ≧ ﹤ ﹥
「 」 ︵ ︶ ︷ ︸ ︹ ︺〔 〕 【 】 《 》 ( ) { } ﹙ ﹚ 『 』 ﹛ ﹜
╳ + - ﹢ × ÷ = ≠ ≒ ∞ ˇ ± √ ⊥ ∠ ∟ ⊿ ㏒

▶ ▷ ◀ ◁ ☀ ☁ ☂ ☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸
☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙ ✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎
✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦❧ ➳ ➽ 〠 〄 ㍿ ♝ ♞

♯♩♪♫♬♭♮ ☎ ☏ ☪ ♈ ♨ ºº ₪ ¤ 큐 « » ™ ♂✿ ♥ の ↑ ↓
← → ↖ ↗ ↙ ↘ ㊣ ◎ ○ ● ⊕ ⊙ ○  △ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □
▽ ▼ § ¥ 〒 ¢ £ ※ ♀ ♂ © ® ⁂ ℡ ↂ░ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▧

✐✌✍✡✓✔✕✖ ♂ ♀ ♥ ♡ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏ ⊙ ◎ ☺ ☻ ► ◄ ▧
▨ ♨ ↔ ↕ ♥ ♡ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦ ▀ ▄ █ ▌ ▐ ░ ▒ ▬ ♦ ◊ ◘ ◙ ◦ ☼ ♠
♣ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ◈ ♫ ♬ ♪ ♩ ♭ ♪ ✄☪☣☢☠

✗✘✚✪✣✤✥✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ✱✲✳❃❂❁❀✿✾✽✼✻
✺✹✸✷ ✶✵✴❄❅❆❇❈❉❊❋❖☀☂☁【】┱ ┲ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤
✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ☣ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ➸ ✓ ✔ ✕
✖ *.:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:

【】〖〗@﹕﹗/ " _ < > `,·。≈{}~ ~() _ -『』√ $ @ * & # ※卐
々∞Ψ ∪∩∈∏ の ℡ ぁ §∮〝〞ミ灬ξ№∑⌒ξζω*ㄨ ≮≯ +
-×÷﹢﹣±/=∫∮∝ ∞ ∧∨ ∑ ∏ ∥∠ ≌ ∽ ≦ ≧ ≒﹤﹥じ☆

■♀『』◆◣◥▲Ψ ※◤ ◥ →№←㊣∑⌒〖〗@ξζω□∮〓※∴ぷ
▂▃▅▆█ ∏卐【】△√ ∩¤々♀♂∞①ㄨ≡↘↙▂▂ ▃ ▄ ▅ ▆ ▇ █
┗┛╰☆╮ ≠ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅┢┦aΡpy .......♧♧ ☜♥☞.︻︼─一 ▄︻┻┳═一

﹏◢ ◣ ◥ ◤ ▽ ▧ ▨ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ◘ ◙ ▓ ▒ ░ Café № @ ㊣
™ ℡ 凸 の ๑۞๑ ๑۩ﺴ ﺴ۩๑ o(‧'''‧)o ❆ べò⊹⊱⋛⋋ ⋌⋚⊰⊹ ⓛⓞⓥⓔ
べ ☀ ☼ ☜ ☞ ⊙® ◈ ♦ ◊ ◦ ◇ ◆ εїз

☆·.¸¸.·´¯`·.¸¸.¤ ~♡のⓛⓞⓥⓔ♡~☃⊹⊱⋛⋌⋚⊰⊹✗/(*w*) ≡[。。]≡※
◦º°×°º◦εїз´¯`·»。。♀♡╭☆╯ºØغøº¤ø,¸¸,ºº¤øøºﷲﷲ°º¤ø,¸¸,

❃❂❁❀✿✾✽✼✻✺✹✸✷ ✶✵✴❄❅❆❇❈❉❊❋❖❤❥
❦❧ ☀ o O #♡ ┽┊﹎.εїз︷✿‧:﹎。❤‧:❉:‧ .。.:*・❀●•♪.。‧:❉:
‧ °º¤ø,¸¸,ø¤º°`°º¤ø*.:。✿*゚‘゚・✿.。.:*.:。✿*゚’゚・✿.。✎*εїз

↔ ↕ ▪ → ︷╅╊✿ ❤`•.¸¸.•´´¯`•• .¸¸.•´¯`•.•●•۰• ••.•´¯`•.•• ••.
•´¯`•.••—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤——(•·÷[ ]÷·•)—

〓 ☆ ★┣┓┏┫×╰ノ◢ ◣ ◥ ◤ Ω ж ф юЮ ━╃ ╄━ ┛┗ ┓┏ ◇ ◆
※ .'. ☂.'.❤ ♥ 『』 〖〗▓ ► ◄ ▒ ░ ▓ ╮╭ ╯╰ ァ ┱ ┲☃ ☎ ☏
☺ ☻ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◘ ◙ ♠ ♧ ♣ ▣▤ ▥ ▦ ▩ ⊕

׺°”˜`”°º× ׺°”˜`”°º×»-(¯`v´¯)-» ×÷·.·´¯`·)» «(·´¯`·.·÷×*∩_∩*
ⓛⓞⓥⓔ ╬ ╠ ╣∷ ღ ☃ ❆ £ ∆ ? Õ Ő ő ∞ © ‡ † ? ஜ ஒ
ண இ ஆ ௰ ♪♪♫▫—(•·÷[ ]÷·•)— ·÷±‡±±‡±÷· Oº°‘¨ ¨‘°ºO
•°o.O O.o°• ¨°o.O O.o°¨—¤÷(`[¤* *¤]´)÷¤—•·.·´¯`·.·• •·.·´¯`·.·•´`·.(`·.¸ ¸.·´).·´`·»

»-(¯`v´¯)-»█┗┛↘↙╰☆╮ ≠ ☜♥☞ ︻︼─一 ▄︻┻┳═一
-─═┳︻ ∝╬══→ ::======>> ☆═━┈ ┣▇▇▇═─
■◆◣◥▲◤ ◥〓∴ぷ▂▃▅▆█ 【】๑۞๑ ๑۩ﺴ ﺴ۩๑๑۩۞۩..
.¤¸¸.·´¯`·.¸·..>>--» «--<<..·.¸¸·´¯`·.¸¸¤... .•:´¨•☆ •.¸¸.•´´¯`•´❤

Δ - ▹ - ◆ - ◇ - ◈ - ◉ - ◊ - ○ - ◌ - ◍ - ◎ - ● - ◐ - ◑
- ◒ -◓ - ◔ - ◕ - ☮ - ☯ ✓ - ✔ - √
✕ - ✖ - ✗ - ✘ ✙ - ✚ - ✛ - ✜
✩ - ✿ - ❀ - ❁ - ❄ - ❅ - ❆ - ❇ - ❤
♪ - ♫ - ♬ - ♭ - ♮ - ♯ ✫ - ✬ - ✭ - ✮ - ✯ - ✰ -
✱ - ✲ - ✳ - ✴ - ✵ - ⋆ ✈ - ✁ - ✂
♀ - ♂ ↖ - ↗ - ↘ - ↙- ↚ - ↛ - ↜ - ↝ - ↩ -
↪ - ↫ - ↬ - ⇒ - ⇦- - ⇧- ⇨ - ⇩ - ➔
↭ - ↮ - ∿ ∮ - ∭ - ∯ - ∰ - ∱ - ∲ - ∳
∴ - ∵ - ⋮ - ⋯ - ⋰ - ⋱
⊕ - ⊖ - ⊗ - ⊘ - ⊙ - ⊚ - ⊜ - ⊛ - ⊝ - ○ - ☼
⊞ - ⊟ - ⊠ - ⊡
⋎ - ⋏
⋐ - ⋑ - ⋒ - ⋓
⌘ - ⌠ - ⌡
℥ - Ω - ℧ - ℨ - ℩ ¦ º · • ← ↑ → ↓ ↔ ↕

♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ² ◊ в ● ○ ► ♀ ♂ ♪ ♫ ┐ ღ └ » ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ∀╭ ╮╯╰
» « • → ← ♦ ♥ ♀ ♂ ◦ ● ○ └ ┐⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º ಃ ღ ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ಃ ∀╭ ╮╯╰ ♪ ♫ ► ♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ²
╰▷╮♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ² ◊ в ● ○ ♀ ♂ ♪ ♫ ┐ ღ └ » ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ∀╭ ╮╯╰ऽ ∀╭ ╮╯╰
» « • → ← ♦ ♥ ♀ ♂ ◦ ● ○ └ ┐⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º ಃ ღ ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ಃ ∀╭ ╮╯╰ ♪ ♫ ♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ²
♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ² ◊ в ● ○ ► ♀ ♂ ♪ ♫ ┐ ღ └ » ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ಃ ∀╭ ╮╯╰
♪ ♫ ℗ ◡ ɭ ² ◊ в ● ○ ► ♀ ♂ ♪ ♫ ┐ ღ └ » ▷
⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ º Ƨ ƨ ә ऽ ಃ ∀╭ ╮╯╰
€ £ ¥ ¡ ¿ — ± ≤ ≥ ‰ ≈ ≠ ∞ ª º ¹ ² ³ • ⅛ ¼ ⅜ ½ ⅝ ¾ ⅞
© ℗ ® ™ ℃ ℉ § µ • ☀ ☁ ☂ ☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☊ ☋ ☌ ☍ ☎ ☏ ☐ ☑
☜ ☝ ☞ ☟ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ☿ ♀ ♁ ♂ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ ♈ ♉ ♊ ♋ ♌ ♍ ♎
♏ ♐ ♑ ♒ ♓ ♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ♪ ♫ ♬ ♭ ♮ ♯ ♰ ♱
┃│ ┄ ┆ ┈ ┌ ┍ ┐ ┑ └ ┕ ┘ ┙ ├ ┝ ┤ ┥ ┬ ┭ ┴ ┵
┼ ┽ ╌ ╍ ╎ ╏ ═ ║ ╒ ╓ ╔ ╕ ╖ ╗ ╘ ╙ ╛ ╜ ╝ ╞ ╟ ╠ ╡ ╢ ╣ ╤ ╥ ╦
╧ ╨ ╩ ╪ ╫ ╬ ╭ ╮ ╯ ╰ ╱ ╲ ╳ ╴ ╵ ╶ ╷ ╼ ╽ ▀ ▁ ▂ ▃ ▄ ▅
▇ █ ▉ ▊ ▋ ▌ ▍ ▎ ▏▐ ░ ▒ ▓ ▔ ▕ ■ □ ▢ ▣ ▤ ▥ ▦ ▧ ▨
▩ ▪ ▫ ▬ ▭ ▮ ▯ ▰ ▱ ▲ △ ▴ ▵ ▶ ▷ ▸ ▹ ► ▻ ▼ ▽ ▾ ▿
◀ ◁ ◂ ◃ ◄ ◅ ◆ ◇ ◈ ◉ ◊ ○ ◌ ◍ ◎ ● ◐ ◑ ◒ ◓ ◔ ◕ ◖ ◗ ◘
◙ ◚ ◛ ◜ ◝ ◞ ◟ ◠ ◡ ◢ ◣ ◤ ◥ ◦ ◧ ◨ ◩ ◪ ◫ ◬ ◭ ◮ ◯
⑀ ⑁ ⑂ ⌂ ⌄ ⌆ ⌇ ⌈ ⌉ ⌊ ⌋ ⌐ ⌒ ⌙ ⌠ ⌡ ⌢ ⌣ ∀ ∁ ∂ ∃ ∄ ∅ ۩ ๑ ۞
∆ ∇ ∈ ∉ ∊ ∋ ∌ ∍ ∎ ∏ ∐ ∑ − ∓ ∔ ∕ ∖ ∗ ∘ ∙ √ ∛ ∜ ∝ ∟ ∠ ∡ ∢
∣ ∤ ∥ ∦ ∧ ∨ ∩ ∪ ∫ ∬ ∭ ∮ ∯ ∰ ∱ ∲ ∳ ∴ ∵ ∶ ∷ ∸ ∹ ∺ ∻ ∼ ∽
∾ ∿ ≀ ≁ ≂ ≃ ≄ ≅ ≆ ≈ ≉ ≊ ≋ ≌ ≍ ≎ ≏ ≐ ≑ ≒ ≓ ≔ ≕ ≖ ≗ ≘ ≙
≚ ≛ ≜ ≝ ≞ ≟ ≠ ≡ ≢ ≣ ≤ ≥ ≦ ≧ ≨ ≩ ≪ ≫ ≬ ≭ ≮ ≯ ≰ ≱ ≲ ≳ ≴
≵ ≶ ≷ ≸ ≹ ≺ ≻ ≼ ≽ ≾ ≿ ⊀ ⊁ ⊂ ⊃ ⊄ ⊅ ⊆ ⊇ ⊈ ⊉ ⊌ ⊍ ⊎ ⊏ ⊐
⊑ ⊒ ⊓ ⊔ ⊕ ⊖ ⊗ ⊘ ⊙ ⊚ ⊛ ⊜ ⊝ ⊞ ⊟ ⊠ ⊡ ⊢ ⊣ ⊤ ⊥ ⊦ ⊧ ⊨ ⊩ ⊪ ⊫
⊬ ⊭ ⊮ ⊯ ⊰ ⊱ ⊲ ⊳ ⊴ ⊵ ⊶ ⊷ ⊸ ⊹ ⊺ ⊻ ⊼ ⊽ ⊾ ⊿ ⋀ ⋁ ⋂ ⋃ ⋄ ⋅
⋆ ⋇ ⋈ ⋉ ⋊ ⋋ ⋌ ⋍ ⋎ ⋏ ⋐ ⋑ ⋒ ⋓ ⋔ ⋕ ⋖ ⋗ ⋘ ⋙ ⋚ ⋛ ⋜ ⋝ ⋞
⋟ ⋠ ⋡ ⋢ ⋣ ⋤ ⋥ ⋦ ⋧ ⋨ ⋩ ⋪ ⋫ ⋬ ⋭ ⋮ ⋯ ⋰ ⋱ ⇪ ⇩ ⇨ ⇧ ⇦ ⇥
⇤ ⇣ ⇢ ⇡ ⇠ ⇟ ⇞ ⇝ ⇜ ⇛ ⇚ ⇙ ⇘ ⇗ ⇖ ⇕ ⇔ ⇓ ⇒ ⇑ ⇐
⇏ ⇎ ⇍ ⇌ ⇋ ⇊ ⇉ ⇈ ⇇ ⇆ ⇅ ⇄ ⇃ ⇂ ⇁ ⇀ ↿ ↾ ↽ ↼
↻ ↺ ↹ ↸ ↷ ↶ ↵ ↴ ↳ ↲ ↱ ↰ ↯ ↮ ↭ ↬ ↫ ↪ ↩
↨ ↧ ↦ ↥ ↤ ↣ ↢ ↡ ↠ ↟ ↞ ↝ ↜ ↛ ↚ ↙ ↘ ↗ ↖ ↕ ↔
↓ → ↑ ← ℸ ℷ ℶ ℵ ℴ ℳ Ⅎ ℱ ℰ ℯ ℮ ℭ ℬ Å K ℩ ℨ

☽☾✗✘✓ ✔ ☐ ☑ ☒ ✕ ✖✚✪✣✤✥
✱ ✲ ✳ ❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✿ ✾ ✽ ✼ ✻ ✺ ✹
✸ ✷ ✶ ✵ ✴ ❄ ❅ ❆ ❇ ❈ ❉ ❊ ❋ ❖
☀ ☂ ☁ ❣ ✚ ✪ ✣ ✤ ✥ ✦ ❉ ❥ ❦ ❧
❃ ❂ ❁ ❀ ✄ ☪ ➸ ♨ ☢ ☠ ☭ ♈ ☮ ☯
♋ ☡ ☢ ☣ ☤ ☥ ☦ ☧ ☨ ☩ ☪ ☫ ☬ ☭
♔ ♕ ♖ ♗ ♘ ♙ ♚ ♛ ♜ ♝ ♞ ♟ ۩ ۞
♠ ♡ ♢ ♣ ♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ✦✧✩✫✬✭✮✯✰ ☼ ❣
♲ ♳ ♴ ♵ ♶ ♷ ♸ ♹ ♺ ♻ ♼ ♽♯♩♪♫♬♭
☰ ☱ ☲ ☳ ☴ ☵ ☶ ☷ ☚ ☛ ☜ ☝ ☞ ☟
☿ ♀ ♁ ♂ ♃ ♄ ♅ ♆ ♇ ♈ ♉ ♊ ♌ ♍
△ ▲ ☆ ★ ◇ ◆ ■ □ ▽ ▼ ❤❥♎ ♏ ✐✌
๑ # @ & * ¥ ☸ ☆ ★ ✪ ¤ ☼ ☀ ☽☾
♡ ღ☻ ☺ ❂ ◕ ⊕ ☉ Θ o O ♋ ☯ ㊝ ⊙ ◎
◑ ◐ ۰ • ● ▪ ▫ 。 ゚ ๑ ☜ ☞ ☂ ♨ ☎ ☏ ✍✡

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ツ ღ ♪ ♥ → « » ☼ ☽ ☾ □ ▽ ↘↙╰☆╮
დ » ● ♥ ♫ ♪ ► « ▲ ‖ ° § ¤ → ∟
❝ ❞


~ | ¡ ¿ † ‡ ↔ ↑ ↓ • ¶ # ∞ ‘ “ ’ ” «» ¤ ₳ ฿ ₵ ¢ ₡ ₢ $ ₫
₯ € ₠ ₣ ƒ ₴ ₭ ₤ ℳ ₥ ₦ № ₧ ₰ £ ៛ ₨ ₪ ৳ ₮ ₩ ¥
♠ ♣ ♥ ♦

– — … ° ≈ ≠ ≤ ≥ ± − × ÷ ← → • §
๑ ☺ ☻ ☼ ♣ ♥ ♦ • ۰ • ● ○ ● ஐﻬ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ▬ ♦ ◊ ◦ ♫ ♪
♪ ღ ˇ √ « » ™ ♂ ♀ © № ® @ ◦ º ° × ° º ◦ ´ ¯ ` • » º
Ø Ø º ø º ¤ ø , ¸ ¸ , º º ¤ ø ø º ﷲ ﷲ ° º ¤ ø , ¸ ¸ ´ ¯ `
• . • ● • ۰ • • • . • ´ ¯ ` • . • • × º ° ” ˜ ` ” ° º × » - ஆ ௰
Þ ௫

♡ † ♬ ™ ♀ ♂ ☼ ¼ ½ ¾ ¿ ★ ✔ ☓ ✗ ☣ ☭ ❝ ❞
ಠ_ಠ Ü ö Ö °__° ಥ__ಥ (๑→ܫ←)

๑•ิ.•ั๑ ๑۩۞۩๑ ♬✿.。.:* ☂☃ ☄ ★ ☆ ☇ ☈ ☉ ☊
☋ ☌ ☍ ☑ ☒☢ ☸ ☹ ☺ ☻ ☼ ☽ ☾ ♠   ♡ ♢ ♣
♤ ♥ ♦ ♧ ♨ ♩ ✙✈ ✉ ✌ ✁ ✎ ✐ ❀ ✰ ❁ ❤ ❥ ❦
❧ ➳ ➽ εїз℡❣•۰•●○● ゃōゃ♥ ♡๑۩ﺴ ☜ ☞ ☎ ☏♡
⊙◎ ☺ ☻✖╄ஐﻬ ► ◄ ▧ ▨ ♨ ◐ ◑ ↔ ↕ ▪ ▫ ☼ ♦
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xxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxxx. Fate that . allowed us to . MEET
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                                                  Lucy’s pace instantly slowed as she heard footsteps, besides the ones that belonged to Piper and herself, fast approaching her little group. With a blink of her big blue eyes and a quick turn of attention the Doctor was hardly surprised to find that the source of the noise had been from the three that she previously waved to, Opaline, Zephyr, and of course; Freya. At first she could admit that she thought they were just going to walk past, no doubt dealing with matters and plans of their own, so when they stopped just in front of the duo the Pinkette was more than a little surprised, even more so when asked if they could join them for Breakfast, or Lunch, she really wasn’t sure what time of the day it was anymore, just that the party seemed to be getting a lot larger. Not that she was complaining by any means, after all she did always say the more people the better.

                                                  ”Of course! that would be lovely.” The women quickly agreed, clapping her hands together in an enthusiastic manner before looking back over at Piper with a smile. Having them as company would make the process of introducing the girl to the town a lot quicker and easier. Maybe she would make it back to the Clinic in time to meet with the other Patient? That is, if he hadn’t already woken up yet and decided to roam around like the girl before him. This was yet another maddening idea, so before she could get too far into it she decided to move onto the proper introductions she had promised only moments before, deciding that if nothing else knowing the newcomers name would make the meal they were all about to enjoy a lot more… Well, enjoyable.

                                                  ”Zephyr, Opaline, Freya, this is the town’s newest resident: Piper. She tumbled into the Clinic last night during the storm with a friend of hers I think….” Blushing lightly as she realized she had jumped to conclusions, a habit of hers that she had desperately been working on, Lucy placed her hand to her cheek in an almost apologetic manner giggling lightly to indicate that she had made a mistake. “Sorry Piper, I don’t believe you ever said you would be living here… I just assumed…”
                                                  Lucy sighed and turned away from the conversation for a moment, collecting her thoughts as she attempted to get over the self inflicted embaressment that often crippled her in these sort of social situations. When it came to her job and speaking to the people that she tended to, her charisma was another thing all together. But outside of the work place it was as if she would do better to just keep to herself, what with her always overthinking things. Knowing this the women quickly cleared her throat to continue the conversation, not wanting to seem like the odd one out and only then realizing the expression on Zephyr’s face. Why was it so red? Worry once again began to seep into her thoughts but she decided against saying anything. If something was wrong then he would come to her on his own, he always did. It wasn’t her place to bring up matters that he probably wouldn’t appreciate being brought up. She would keep to herself unless it was absolutely evident that she needed to do otherwise.

                                                  ”We were actually heading off to the Inn now anyway,” She began, once again breaking out into a smile in attempt to hide the pink tint that her cheeks still sported. Picking up into a walk, this time along side the four of them, Lucy wiped a loose strand of her long hair back behind her ear, keeping her eyes forward during the small journey, “But I’m the one that will be paying the bill this time around, and I don’t want to hear anything about it either. It’s my obligation as a Doctor to make sure everyone’s healthy, and that includes eating properly, so just think of it as my way of keeping up with the Job. I don’t mind, so don’t try to argue.” And she didn’t. Mind, that is. It would be money well spent in her opinion, it’s not like she had anyone else to spend it on anyway.

                                                  As they walked Lucy’s thoughts silently began to drift back to the earlier conversation with Piper, for some reason coming to the conversation about that damned cut. Perhaps she was only imagining things? She was over tired the night before so she could’ve thought the injury was more serious then it was… So then why did the whole magic thing stick out in her mind? Yes, it was foolish to think such a thing was real, right? Well… Even if that were the case there was obviously something different about the girl. Lucy never liked to pry, but at the same time she couldn’t help but wonder.

                                                  Just who was Piper?







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              ||| Location: Town, heading to the Inn. ||| Thoughts: This is turning out to be an interesting morning. ||| Action: Heading to the Inn with the others. ||| Attire:Work outfit #2 |||

              Ooc: I need to stop rushing with these things! Just wanted to get the reply up as soon as possible! < 3


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Abbey Annette Parker

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                            Part of me thinking it was always something that I'd done

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                                            It finally happened. She was married.

                                            The newly-wed Abbey Annette Hunter stared long and hard at her reflection in the restrooms mirror, her hands clinging onto either side of the sink as she waited for any sort of change, her gaze scanning over her short styled hair, her large round eyes, and the beautiful white dress that she was wearing. This wedding, the whole thing she had gone along with thinking that it would change things for the better; thinking that her life would finally feel like it was back on track… Did something go wrong? Was her hope really falsely placed?

                                            Did she make a mistake?

                                            As the noise of a toilet flushing sounded in the only stall behind her, Abbey quickly dabbed below her eyes with her palms, getting rid of any tears that may have been there before the waitress that walked out took notice of them. She stepped aside to allow the younger girl access to the sink that she had been hogging, and waited until she knew the stranger was gone before leaning back against the wall closest to her and taking in a deep shallow breath.

                                            The moment the engagement between her and her now husband, Kyle, started it all just flew by so fast. She always considered the whole affair to be a good thing, and truly believed that if she went through with it he would see the error of his ways and go back to the man that she initially fell in love with, but she couldn’t be more wrong. Only moments after they said their ‘i-dos’ he had another fit, of course there was no one around to see it, but… The bruise along her cheek that she tried her best to cover with makeup would serve as a reminder of her stupidity. He wasn’t going to change; there was nothing she could do to make that happen… And now there was no getting away from it.

                                            Ignoring the sound of the music and laughter blaring from the party out on the deck, the small girl slid down the wall until she was seated on the marbled flooring, her head tilted to the side as she tried to gain some kind of composure. Everyone was no doubt looking for her…

                                            But she was certainly in no state to entertain.


                              But I don't want to live that way
                              Reading into every word you say
                              You said that you could let it go
                              And I wouldn't catch you hung up on somebody that you used to know

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Noelle Rose Johnson


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This time I really need to do things right
Shivers that you give me keep me freezing all night


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                                              Noelle hated a lot of things, in theory she would always be the first one to express her distaste of something; always the one to complain. In a way it was all pretty much expected. This situation, as foreign and unsure as it made her, was clearly not the exception to this rule. Everything about what she had gone through the previous day irked her in the wrong direction. First of all, there was the damn outbreak that cost her the progress she made in her career and a camera man that pretty much did anything she wanted. Secondly being paired up with people she otherwise would never speak to… Getting shot in the arm certainly wasn’t the high light of the evening either…

                                              But with her having to forget her life before all of this surviving crap, finally starting to warm up to the previous group that she had been traveling with, and now having her arm properly patched up, the only thing that really stuck with her was the only good thing that she figured to have come from the mess that they were stuck in. Saving Carsel, killing the Weasel… Only; it wasn’t saving Carsel that she thought so fondly of.

                                              That realization alone kept her awake for a good portion of the night; despite how tired she was.

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                                              The brunette had been sitting up for a long while now, her back turned towards the others as her narrowed eyes made their way around the room; not missing a single un-attractive feature that it sported. Her gun and camera case placed carefully on the ground beside her sorry excuse for a bed. She was angry, and more than a little irritated that they had no choice but to stay a night in such a place. Obviously she hadn’t been expecting some five star hotel, but couldn’t they have found something better than this? Hell, even the RV would have been a better choice, one that she would have taken in a heartbeat had it not been for the idea of being alone. Try as she might to hide it, the fact was that she relied on these people. Maybe not so much the new additions to their group, but when it came down to it Mira, Carsel, and Jamie were the only reason why she made it as far as she did. Had it not been for them and their somewhat questionable team ethic she knew she wouldn’t be around.

                                              But now, all within one short day, it seemed like whatever stability they had was being lost.

                                              Jamie seemed to be getting better after that medic girl fixed up his leg, but she wasn’t stupid enough to believe full heartedly that he was going to make it. Truth be told she wanted to believe that he was going to be

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                                              okay, that soon she could take him and their earlier companions and get a move on; figure out a new plan… But that was just as unlikely to happen as getting the others to agree shaking off the newcomers was a good idea. Noelle didn’t appreciate that they had more people to take care of, more mouths to feed… IF she was able to have it her way they’d already be long gone by now, but the world just didn’t work like that. And she knew the others would never agree.

                                              Running her fingers through her hair the woman sighed and closed her eyes for a second, trying to mentally erase the aching in her head, and more realistically having no luck in doing so. The headache had been off and on since the whole fiasco started; and once again she found herself wishing for the meds that Carsel had left behind in their earlier vehicles. Everything that they left behind, all those supplies that they had, were gone.

                                              What a pain in the a**.

                                              Noelle opened her eyes as she sensed movement behind her, and all too quickly looked back towards the source; watching until Carsel took his seat, uninvited, beside her. She secretly liked the

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                                              company, the change of presence strangely had a calming effect on her, but she wasn’t the type to admit something like that. As such; her hardened expression remained… That is, up until he spoke up.

                                              At first it seemed like he had come over to try and comfort her, maybe he had noticed she’d been awake throughout the night and wanted to say something… But now she knew better, now she knew he was the one that was asking to be comforted. Of course his words didn’t say that, but the tone that he used and the defeated appearance that he wore did enough to explain things. Noelle had seen him look like a lot of things throughout their short time together, but never had she witnessed the man so… Well, so depressed. It was bound to happen eventually, but why was he showing his weak side to her of people? Was it because Jamie was still out? Did he actually trust her? It was question after question at this point, but she knew she had to answer. Had to at least say something that was worth listening to…

                                              Was it okay to let down her guard?

                                              “It probably is pointless.”

                                              Her words might have been harsh, probably wasn’t the answer he was hoping for, but to Noelle it was too true. Everything that they were doing, everything that they were hoping to accomplish very well could wind up being a wasted effort, un-needed stress. At this point no one could say what the future held for all of them; so who was she to try?
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                                              “There’s a very good chance we’re still going to die no matter what we do… But there’s also a possibility that we might get through this… Whether our intentions are worth it or not doesn’t matter now… All we can do is keep going and hope for the best.”

                                              Eyes remaining downcast until now the brunette finally adjusted her gaze to look over at Carsel, her expression softened despite her serious voice. Though she’d never admit it out loud, she did appreciate him… His current attitude however, not so much.

                                              “Whatever the case, thinking the way you are is only going to trouble you more. So give it up.”

                                              Hitting his back, in an awkward sort of attempt at reassuring him, Noelle stood to her feet and stretched out her arms as best as she could with her healing wound. It was still early, but she was all too eager to get a move on. And, after showing even the slightest bit of polite emotion she was ready for a conversation changer..


Location: Crappy ******** house, Currently: Feeling a little uneasy,Status:O-k


I give you everything
Pay some attention to me
All I want is just you and me always
You make me stutter

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Blake Lee Hunter


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                            And if it never ends then when do we start?

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                                          "Talk talk talk talk"

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                            I'll never leave you behind
                            Or treat you unkind
                            I know you understand
                            And with a tear in my eye
                            Give me the sweetest goodbye
                            That I ever did receive

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Noelle Rose Johnson



L o c a t i o n: Outside abandoned house

H e a l t h : O-k

M o o d : Intrigued

I n v e n t o r y : Cam-corder, Handgun



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                                                        This was all just way too hectic.

                                                        The amount of things that could go wrong at this point all but made her head spin, people were being threatened, guns were being used… For the second time since the world went to hell Noelle found herself regretting the previous situation with the Weasel. This must have been how Carsel and Mira felt when she pulled her own gun on the now deceased man, when Jamie had to stop her… She could understand where the male twin was coming form, pulling a gun on a stranger in the macho way that he had gone about it was no doubt in attempt to protect everyone else. Hadn’t her actions been for the same reason? Whatever the case, back then it was a foolish and this circumstance was no different. If her finally patched up arm meant anything in the way of repercussions this problem needed to be stopped before it really became one.

                                                        It seemed at both her and Carsel’s quick stated words Verena was more than willing to act. It was nice to have someone else to rely on, with Jamie out for the count the brunette had pretty much stressed herself with worry on how things were going to turn out. The group got bigger within the time that their previous leader lost consciousness, and with that it would no doubt make things harder to manage… To see this woman, as much of a stranger as she was, rise to the occasion and for the most part stop any chaos from occurring made Noelle feel slightly better about the added numbers… She was calm, dealt with things in a manner that resembled Jamie in his better moments. If they all just stuck to that persona, dealt with things in a similar way then they would be able to get through this and whatever other problems they came across easily…

                                                        Once again, it seemed that was too much to ask for.

                                                        Noelle’s eyes widened as she watched Mira run past them and outside, gradually griping onto the rifle that she still travelled with. At first she figured the idiot to have the intention of pointing it at the stranger also, add in some un-needed extra defence, so when she instead went ahead and threatened Jacob with it… Well, not only was she surprised but well beyond pissed off. Yeah, she had to hand it to the girl… She had guts for doing something so dangerous, and it was admirable to note that she was risking such high stakes for someone that she didn’t even know… But it was stupid. Beyond stupid really. Jacob was part of the group that they had only hours ago joined, one wrong move and they probably wouldn’t hesitate to abandon them, taking whatever medical knowledge and supplies that her own band of misfits needed desperately. Jamie would have died if it hadn’t been for them, still might if they just decide to leave.

                                                        Mira was a ******** idiot.

                                                        Before she had time to wrap her brain around exactly what happened Carsel took a step after the red head, ultimately getting cut off by Verena who sped through the door and outside to get a handle on things. Noelle was worried about what that might lead to, what if they tried harming Mira or something? She honestly wouldn’t blame the other group for doing so, the girls actions hadn’t been well thought out, but as much as she detested the thought Mira was one of their own. She had an obligation to protect her; and she would do so despite how much she wanted to look in the other direction.

                                                        For the moment leaving the gun hidden from view, Noelle got as far as Carsel’s side before approaching footsteps caught her attention. At first she figured it to be that kid, Dean, after all he was the only one in the area with them, so just why she turned around to look at the source was beyond her.

                                                        “Jamie?”

                                                        He was alive, he was awake, he was walking!

                                                        Tied between relief and worry Noelle could do nothing but watch in silence as the man shoved past both herself and Carsel. As rude as it was she couldn’t find the words she needed to shout at him, everything was too much of a mess for her to really give a damn. Still in a state of shock, she caught Carsel’s gaze and held it for no more than a few seconds when they both went off on their own way. The demanding stare that Verena had sent towards them earlier, for them to stay put, honestly met nothing at this point. The dark haired male left to deal with the Jamie issue while she went to join the ever going group forming around the stranger. Whatever Verena said seemed to be working, the guns were no longer a threat, but she still glared at both Mira and Jacob regardless. The man probably would be too set back about her attitude but the girl would get a proper talking to once things settled down.

                                                        Everyone had to stop being so reckless.

                                                        “What about this farm of yours?”

                                                        Yes, that was the real reason for her getting involved in this madness. The mention of a safer place, one with food no doubt was all too appealing. She hadn’t had anything to eat since lunch the previous day, and the hunger pains were being to weigh in on her. That and the fact that their current location wasn’t exactly hospitable made her more than eager to find this proclaimed safe haven. It would be just what they needed to get back on their feet, maybe hide out until this whole outbreak blew over… If it blew over anyway.

                                                        Placing her good hand on her hip Noelle glanced at everyone briefly before trailing her eyes over the new guy introduced as Blake. He was pretty much covered head to toe in blood, and holding a weapon that could prove deadly if he decided to use it… But she follow him despite all that if it meant she could feel safe somewhere, even if only for a day or two.


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"Let's blame it on September
'Cause it hurts to remember
We can fight to hold on
But August is gone
And even if the sun falls
I hope we don't lose it all
'Cause no summer lasts forever
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♪ K E I K O ♫ I Z A N A M I ♪


Location≻ Some school
Status≻ Good
Mood≻ Scared
Inventory≻ Dead flash light, Crowbar
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                            I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

                            "Lalalalalalal Omg I'm going to go cry now!

                            I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

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●N O E L L E • R O S E• J O H N S O N ●

Location☇
Greene Farm
Status☇ Good
Mood☇ Angry
Inventory☇ Camcorder, Handgun
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                        I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

                        "Bitching, bitching, bitching and more bitching."

                        I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

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☤B L A K E ☣ L E E ☣ H U N T E R ☤

Location: Forest
Status: Good
Mood: Nervous
Inventory: Axe

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              I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

              "I'm so ******** tired!"

              I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!I'm trying to play silent hill but this stupid post format is so distracting!

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Some things we don't talk about; better do without, just hold a smile. We're falling in and out of love the same damn problem, together all the while.

●N O E L L E • R O S E• J O H N S O N ●

Picture, you're the queen of everything, as far as the eye can see; under your command. I will be your guardian, when all is crumbling...Steady your hand.

Location☇
Greene Farm/RV
Status☇ Good
Mood☇ NOELLE RAGE
Inventory☇ Camcorder, Handgun
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                                                    Noelle caught the other woman’s gaze, and between the two of them some kind of stare of dominance occurred. She could hardly believe that the stranger felt herself in the position to look at her in such a way; maybe she was just scared, trying to prove that she wasn’t some kind of pushover now that the obvious muscle in their group was down for the count, but regardless Noelle found it to be completely stupid on her part. With a quick roll of her eyes Noelle turned away from the contest long enough to walk over to where the then injured Verena stood; uncharacteristically looking worried, as she obviously was for her health. Whatever that guy did, punch her or simply slap her, it left her bleeding.

                                                    The sight of blood only made the brunette angrier.

                                                    “Say the word and I’ll get them out of here.”

                                                    Noelle had stepped forward, close enough to Verena to make whispering and not being heard possible. She was serious; at this point she was just about ready to call it quit with the strangers that they had done nothing but help; they didn’t deserve the drama. But in the end it would be the other woman’s choice, and as she shrugged off the offer, moving on with further directions for helping the others, Noelle could do nothing but comply. Even if she knew the decision to be the wrong one.

                                                    “ You can’t be serious… That old p***k? I hardly doubt he’ll be willing to…”

                                                    Shaking her head in disappointment, knowing then and there by the look that Verena was wearing any type of disagreement would be futile; Noelle simply took the rifle properly from the woman’s hands before giving her a quick nod and exiting the RV. She didn’t bother to question her belief in Blake, didn’t even want to touch on her hope in Hershel, for now Noelle would just do what she was instructed to; all the while hoping that soon she could go and take a long, needed, nap.

                                                    Noelle tracked a bit away from the campsite, wearing a frown as she awkwardly held the rifle that she really had no business being in charge of. Other than the handgun she hadn’t dabbled with any type of firepower; actually… She hadn’t even noticed them to have anything besides handguns available. The question of just where the rifle had come from played vaguely in her mind, but as she raised the gun into the air and somehow managed to fire it, she no longer had time to think further into things. The shot was still in mid echo by the time she had reached the houses porch, and with no time wasted she continued her journey into the house; making sure to hit open the screen door a little more dramatically than needed. This might have been her first time in the house, but Noelle wasn’t one for being shy. Staring around, mindful to leave the rifle back outside so she didn’t appear too threatening, she waited for Hershel to appear before speaking.

                                                    “I know you don’t want much to do with us, but we have an injured man back at the RV, and we’re in desperate need of supplies. We need to make some kind of blood transfusion, and we don’t have a lot of time left so if you don’t mind handing something useful over, and soon, it’d be great.”

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