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[WolfBrother]

Dean Martin

After saying his goodbyes to Dawn, Dean quickly headed outside in search of Delia, the one who he will be accompanying on in their travels to the far city which is a days away. He one shouldered his black camo backpack which was filled with: His favorite baggy black rinse jeans and a matching tank top, a few flashlights, a water container and much more. Ana-Lucia had already given him his M-16 attached with a silencer and extended mags which was strapped to his back as-well and loaded with a full clip, just in-case. As he turned the sharp corner to the left he found himself colliding with a young woman. "Wa..." He started to bark until he realized who it was. "Are you okay?" He asked as he offered her his hand. "I'm sorry, I didn't see you there." He apologized then gave a quick half smile as his eyes met hers..

As he waited for Delia's return back from her quest to find Ana, his buddy, Mark, a 23 year old Marksman like Dean with black-hair and dark eyes came up to him. "So, you gonna get some?" He joked as he punched Dean in the right shoulder. Dean shook his head and laughed, "Nah, were just going for supplies man." He replied.
"Yeah, but you'll be gone for a few days at the most..."
"So?"
"So... It's rained every day for the past two weeks, I think you might have a cuddle buddy."
Again, Dean shook his head at Mark's teasing, although, he was right about the rain, but, it doesn't necessarily mean anything.    

A few moments later Delia walked up asking if they are ready, he nodded in agreement, only to be stopped by one of the groups Assassins, Emma-Louise wondering where the two were heading, for a second Dean's eyes held her gaze, "We're going into the far city for more supplies."

((Dawn's post will be added later.))

[FantasyDawn]

Anya Rose Williams

       Mornings.Despite most of the people in the camp waking up so early,Anya was always doing her best to get out of bed as late as possible.However,she couldn't sleep the whole night,no reason in particular.This is why she decided to make an exception,but just this once.She put on her white sneakers and approached the small piece of glass hanging to the wall that she used as a mirror.Her hair was in loose ponytail and tangled,a real mess,like usual,this is why she untied it and let it be,brushing away with her fingers the hair that was getting in her eyes.
       Anya opened the wooden door and stepped into the hallway.Her stomach was rumbling but breakfast,lunch and dinner were served only at specific hours,a smirk appearing on her face,remembering how she got into trouble last time for stealing food just because she wasn't patient enought.She didn't even wanted to think about the punishment she received then.The brown-haired girl walked boredly around,looking at what the others were doing.She saw Dean,a marksman,telling Emma-Louise,one of the assasins,that they'll be going in the city for supplies.Anya walked into the living room where she saw Kate,from the group of marksmen.The girl's eyes fell upon the weapon that Kate always used to carry around,a knife.Anya was so attached to these things,and she would always find them some use outside combat."Hey,Kate"she tried to get her attention since the woman didn't even notice her."What is it this time?she answered,quite unpleased because she didn't seemed in the mood to talk,so the trainee had to make it quick or she would be told to go away."Can I borrow your knife?"she asked in the most polite manner she knew."What for?Going to kill someone?"Kate asked,letting out a small laugh."No....nothing around that."she answered simply."Fine,but....the markswoman added,handing her the old  knife,"you don't mess around with it,you'll have it for only one minute,and then you return it to my room.If I don't find it there,you miss,you'll be in trouble.After that,Kate left the room."Hmph..."she said looking at the knife that clearily hasn't been sharpened ages ago"so many requirements for this?.The 15-year old made herself comfortable on a dusty couch and began cleaning her nails with the knife,the perfect use for it,since there was no way it could harm her.

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[silverMarie]

Delia Zambrano

Delia jumped a little when Emma, one of the assassins, came up to them. Asking where they were going. Before Delia could give her an answer, Dean already did. She nodded "Yeah, we'll be back in a few days though." She smiled before nodding her goodbyes to her friends "I guess we should be going. Emma, watch yourself, you're one of the best." She smiled to Dean then patted his shoulder "Let's get going." She waved bye to Emma then walked past the gate that was being held open for them. She took in a deep breath before beginning the journey.

The sun had begun to set, but it was dark and gloomy. "It's going to rain." she groaned "Perfect." she huffed. "If we are lucky we might be able to find a shelter of some sort to keep us dry." As she finished rain started pouring down on top of then "So much for staying dry." she said with a sigh. Delia began to walk,then she realized she had forgotten her jacket "Hey, you should put your jacket on. You don't want to get sick." The last thing they needed was for the marksman to get sick. As the sun fell behind the mountains the temperature began to drop and the rain came down harder "Keep your eyes peeled. We have to find a place to stay." Lightening flashed across the sky, seeding a loud boom across the land. Storms always scared Delia wasn't quite sure why. Delia gulped,her skin was cold to the touch. She wasn't worried about that though, she was more concerned about the storm that had taken them by surprise. She looked to Dean "See anything?" she said through chattering teeth, both from the cold and fear. Delia stayed rather close to Dean, the thunder frightened her. "There!" Delia grabbed Dean's arm and pulled him to a small shed. The shed was old and made from metal that was rusted by now. The inside was dry enough, but it was leaking in one of the corners, it was also small, but large enough to just fit two people. Delia slammed the old door shut then plopped down on the hard floor "Finally." she said with a sigh of relief. Even though they were indoors she was still a little scared, each time there was thunder the shed shook. Delia grabbed her pack detached the sleeping bag before spreading it out onto the floor. "We should get some rest. Got a lot of work tomorrow." She said before crawling into the sleeping bag. Too bad the sleeping bag was so thin, the cold temperature seemed to creep into her sleeping bag, nipping at her bare arms. She shivered slightly then crossed her arms, maybe if she kept them close together they would warm themselves up. It didn't seem to be working but Delia was almost asleep, so she didn't care too much. With her last bit of energy she turned over to Dean "Goodnight." She yawned then crawled deeper into the bag before slowly falling asleep.

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Ana-Lucia

    Before heading down to see what the rest of the group members were up to, Ana-Lucia decided to go back to her room and change into her normal day outfit; black t-shirt, black BDU pants and lace up combat boots, and her hair is pulled back with little fly away hairs curving around her chin.As the Latina woman let out sigh, she reached under a pillow and pulled out the only .40 Desert Eagle she had and put it in the back of her pants with her t-shirt covering it, out of site.

     As she headed outside she passed Alexis, the groups Weapon Trainer, she also decides who goes in to the Armory/Carries a weapon, etc. "Hey." Ana stops as Alexis greets her. "Hi." She returns. "I saw Delia and Dean leave this morning..." There is a little bit of edginess in her voice. "You're really going to let Dean travel with one of our finest Suppliers?" Alexis continues. Ana-Lucia glances at the ground to sigh, and gives a harsh look at Alexis. "Look, Dean isn't a bad guy. He made a mistake, we all do. Plus, he is one of our best Marksmen and I know he'll get the job done." Ana snaps back; she has known Dean since she was 6, he was like her big brother.  
"Okay..." Alexis sighs, "Well, Dotty is looking for you in the kitchen, she says it's urgent."
"...Alright."
     Before the Latina woman headed down to the kitchen to find Dotty, Ana saw Anya;a trainee of the group and one who can't seem to restrain her urge to steal, sitting on an old couch cleaning her finger nails with a knife. Usually, Ana would have went over there and got onto her for holding a weapon, but since there were more adults here she knew they would keep their eyes on her, and plus, this wasn't the biggest thing problem on her mind at the moment.
Before she even reached the kitchen she could smell the good old smell of breakfast, "Hey, Dotty, what's up?" Ana said with a bit of concern in her voice, although she tried to hide it. Dotty then went on telling her how the kitchen was running out of supplies and what not. "It's okay, Delia and Dean went out this morning for some more, and I'm sure they'll bring back kitchen supplies." Ana explained to Dotty.

     When Ana walked back outside she looked up at the grey clouds, it was going to stat and down pour and she saw how everyone was heading back into the apartment to stay dry, so, she did the same. It was going to be a long night....

[WolfBrother]

Dean Martin

As Delia mentioned it was going to rain, Dean looked up and witnessed the dark and gloomy looking sky, she was right. And just as she finished talking about finding shelter it started to down pour, Dean couldn't help but smirk at her comment about staying dry. He turned to look at Delia when she mentioned he should but on his jacket, but, truth to be told, the clothing he was wearing kept it warm/almost dry. "I'll be fine." Plus, his rinse jacket wasn't really made of the finest material and can't handle being wet without proper treatment. As the Marksman kept his eyes pealed looking for shelter as he Supplier suggested, and as she asked if he had seen anything, he replied with a sigh, "Nah, not yet."
 He felt Delia's cold, and shaky body close to his, and it brought a small and faded smile upon his face; reminding him of someone he knew. Few moments later Dean was being pulled by the arm to a small and rusted down shed, big enough to fit two people, but hardly anymore. As he sat against the wall he watched as Delia pulled a sleeping bag out of her backpack she had been carrying. "Yes, we should get some rest." Dean agreed with Delia. Couple of seconds later the shed shook with the loud crash of thunder, Dean liked this type of weather for some odd reason it made him relax. Dean returned a goodnight to Delia and watched as she slightly fell asleep inside her thin sleeping bag.
 The Marksman lifted himself off the floor quietly and looked out a small and rusted old window, he couldn't help but worry about Dawn, he never spent more than a few hours away from her at the most. And he was scared what would happen, but, he did know one thing. He cold trust Ana to look after her and he knew that she would; they have known each other for 17 years... Dean went back to his normal position leaning against the wall after a few minutes. Giving a soft sigh he closed his eyes and drifted off into sleep.

Dawn Marie Martin

A loud crash of thunder awoke Dawn from her nap. "Ahh." She gave a quick yelp as she though the covers off of her. She hated storms, but, usually Dean would be here to protect her. A few seconds later a flash of lightning lit up her room, and she decided it was time to go and find the others. But mostly, she was looking for Ana-Lucia, Dean told her to always stay close to her when he wasn't around, you could say she was like her big sister. If she wasn't b Dean's side, she was by hers.
 As Dawn spotted Ana sitting on the arm of the couch in the living room area, almost everyone was in there even though it wasn't that big of a room. Dawn, still in the clothes she slept in ran over to Ana-Lucia, and she wrapped her arms around her.
 

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[Star12]

Emma-Louise Weran
Emma-Louise ran a hand through her dark hair and sighed as the two left. She waved briefly to the pair before sighing and sitting down in an old fallen tree beside the apartment. She leaned back against the rough bark, closing her eyes. They opened when she heard a distant clap of thunder. She stood up, brushing the dust off of her jeans. She looked down at the floor as she walked back inside, the smell of food immediately made her stomach rumble. She glanced at her watch, it was black with a sliver buckle. It was evening already, "Time flies." She muttered, biting her lip. A smile spread across her face as she saw Dolly near by "Hey, Dolly!" She called, walking over to her. "When's dinner ready?" She asked, her mouth watering. Dolly smiled at the girl's enthusiasm and threw her a piece of slightly stale bread from the table. "Eat up, Emma. You missed lunch and breakfast." She instructed. Dolly was one of only people Emma-Louise allowed to call her Emma, she always felt happier when around the older woman. "Thanks." She bit into the bread, sitting herself down in one of the two sofas in the room. Most of the springs were broken or bent, making the cushion slightly lumpy. But no one could afford the luxury of new furniture these days. She rested her head on her hand, chewing absentmindedly.

[FantasyDawn]

Anya Rose Williams

     Soon,more and more people started coming into the living room despite the fact that it wasn't large enough.Anya saw their leader,Ana Lucia coming here too and felt relieved because she didn't told her anything related to the weapon she had with her.Suddenly,a loud thunder made its presence felt,sending shivers down her spine.This always happened at the first one but then,the rest of the storm was no big deal.Surely,no one was outside anymore,not when it was raining so hard.
       The trainee continued being preoccupied with her finger nails and examined them carefully."Yep...nice and clean!"She didn't wanted to have to deal with an angry Kate,this is why "Sunflower" left the living room without disturbing anyone and hurried to the markswoman's room.Anya didn't bothered to knock,knowing that even the slightest sound could disturb the woman.Apparently,Kate wasn't in her bedroom."Better than having her complaining about my delay."she said to herself.The girl looked around,thinking of a good spot to leave the knife so Kate won't have to come for her,asking her for the weapon.Finally,she decided to leave it on her bed.But it isn't Anya's nature to leave a room without checking more,this is why she looked under the bed to not find only dust but also a box full of magazines."Well,well,well,where did you get these from,I wonder?"She picked one randomly,it was an old sport magazine.The 15-year old wasn't much of a sport fan but having something to read was a little better than staying inside,waiting for the storm to end and get bored.Anya took the magazine and pushed the box back under the bed.The nice smell of food was coming from the kitchen,the girl couldn't help herself from getting lured into its direction.She just walked in there and Dolly,one of the cooks,has already seen her."Hello Sunflower,I hope you're not here to take food without permission.said the cook,smiling at her."Neah,not today.Just thought I'd pass by to see if dinner's ready.The elder woman replied without looking at her:"It's almost ready,but you can have a piece of bread in case your stomach can't handle it anymore."Anya sighed."No,I can wait a few more minutes."The trainee left the kitchen and approached the window close to the door to the living room.She leaned against the cold wall and began reading the magasine when she noticed Dawn,Dean's younger sister,running into the living room,probably scared by the storm.

[lionheart2061]

Ana-Lucia

 As Ana-Lucia headed into the living room where it seemed everyone started to gather around to get in away from the storm she looked out into the distance wondering about Delia and Dean, she didn't like one of her group members to be out in weather like this, but it was necessary. So, she shook any bad thoughts out of her head and sat down on the arm rest on the dusty old couch. Occasionally saying "Hello." to the ones she passed by. Right now her plan was to just get everyone fed and calm down, for some reason storms seem to freak a lot of them out, it was understandable for the kids; like Dawn who came running into her arms just a few seconds after she sat down.
"It's okay, there's nothing to worry about." Ana said in a soft and soothing voice as she gentle stroked Dawn's hair. You could say Ana had more of a motherly love for the child than a sisterly. Many people can see it in her when it comes to any kid, but more when it comes to Dawn, but, most think nothing of it other than Dean. He knows the real reason why.

Ana-Lucia lifted Dawn up and held her as Dawn's head rested on her shoulder as she cuddled with the teddy bear. She was shaking, and with Ana being soaked from the rain didn't help much either. But Dawn refused to move. As everyone started to pile in the room they were all asking questions about what they should do. Ana-Lucia grew annoyed real fast with everyone's panic, it was just a storm, there's not much they could do even if they wanted too.
 A few moments later Dotty walked in yelling that dinner was ready to be served, she then began to pass around a bowl of soup mixed with a few meat chunks and some stale bread. They have been eating the same thing for weeks now, but it's better than nothing. As Dotty came over to Ana-Lucia offering her a bowl she politely declined "Thank you but no thank you. There's others who would need it." Ana-Lucia stated, even though she hasn't eaten all day, but, she was never much of one anyway so it didn't bother her. She could go days without eating if she wanted, since she grew up in that lifestyle. Dawn was still in her lap while she was eating the soup and her shaky started to ease. Ana watched as she scarf down her food, "No one's going to take it from you." She teased.

Ana waited until Dawn finished before you moved her to the couch and headed off back to her room. She needed to figure out what their next move was. As she turned on her small radio she listened to the broadcasts coming from the Capital, the man was talking about what the President had suggested about more 'Work Camps' and the Patrols every 4 hours on the hour starting at 6 am. She also concluded the broadcast in her journal. Her journal is filled with all the information about all that is happened. When their next meeting is held she will present it to everyone.

[silverMarie]

Delia Zambrano

She didn't sleep well, not well at all. She slowly sat up, not being able to go back to sleep "So much for a good nights rest.." The rain had slowed but the lightening and thunder were still booming and flashing across the land. She looked over to Dean, it looked like he was sleeping, but it was too dark to tell. She sighed then rubbed some left over water off of her forehead before standing up. She felt cooped up in here, "Maybe it's time for a little fresh air, even if it is raining." She slowly opened to door, unfortunately it let out aloud creak "Shit.." she looked to Dean, it didn't look like it woke him. She stepped outside, her boots sinking into the mud, almost making her slip "Woah." She said as she caught her self on the wall of the shed.

Delia couldn't tell what time it was, it was still cloudy and gloomy. The rain had definitely lightened up, just a few showers that weren't as bad as before. The storm looked like it was moving towards camp "I hope they take this well..Better than me." She said with a sigh. She hoped that the sun would come up soon, that way they could keep moving, get this over with. She hoped that the military wouldn't come out here for a patrol, they wold be screwed. Just as she said that a beam of washed over her "Dammit." She ducked behind the shed, she wasn't sure of they saw her. If they did she would have to draw them away from here. "Come out with your hands up!" A man yelled "Oh man..Oh man.." she began to panic. She didn't know where to run, to the hill to her right or to the left, an open field. Running to her right, she would be able hide on the other side. Running through the field would be a death sentence. She took in deep breath, she couldn't let them find Dean, he would be caught off guard. Finally, she ran.

"Hey! Over here!" She waved her arms before running up the muddy hill. She could hear the men behind her chasing her up the hill. "Stop! Or we will have to shoot!" Delia was on top of the hill "Where to hide?" she said as she frantically looked around. "There!" she said as she hurried down the hill. "Woah!" she yelled as she slipped and rolled down the hill, rolling through thorn bush. Luckily she only suffered a few cuts on her arms and her cheek, nothing too serious. Delia jumped up an ran to the spot where she could hide, a hole. The hole was just large enough for her to squeeze into. Soon, their footsteps were right next to her. She held her breath, she didn't think about the tracks she left leading right to her "..Shit.." "Hey! There are tracks over here!" Delia could see them now, there were three of them, heavily armed. "They lead to this hole over here." Delia backed as far back as she could, what was she going to do?

[WolfBrother]

Dean Martin

Dean opened his left eye as he noticed Delia move for the door, when she opened the door he quickly closed his eye again. A few moments passed and he stood, he wasn't aware of the military patrols that were outside. Reaching into his backpack, Dean pulled out his water container and took a few gulps, a few spills ran down his neck and onto his shirt, when he finished he wiped his mouth off on his sleeves. "What is she doing?" He asked himself, since she had been out there for a couple of minutes now. When he Dean opened the door Delia was nowhere in sight, although he saw a few lights off in the distance headed up a hill. "Oh, shit." He mumbled to himself as he quickly ran back to grap is M-16.  Dean started to take off full speed towards the hill with his Assault Rifle strapped to his back, unable to see the lights of the patroller's guns through the rainy fog, he knew they were on the other side of the hill. So, that's where he took off to. When he reached the top of the hill he saw the three men's lights, but he didn't fire. For he as to far. So, he decided to use stealth mode by silently sliding down the muddy hill and crouching behind a few bushes. Suddenly his head jerked up when he heard one of them yell that they had found tracks, he knew they were talking about Delia's tracks. "Shit." He mouthed.

Luckily to Dean's advantage, none of the patrollers were on guard, and he could take them out one by one and still save ammo. 'Never shoot in-less you have to' is one of Dean's rules for firing a weapon. Quickly, Dean found a stick that laying on the ground beside him, and this gave him an idea. Dean lifted the stick into the air and tossed it over behind a large boulder not far from him, he was going to try and lure on of the men out. The three patrollers turned their attention towards the sound of the stick breaking, not sure what it was."It came from over there, behind the rock.." One of the men barked. "Well, go check it out." Another one ordered, Dean could tell just by the way the men spoke that they had just gotten into the busy of patrolling. Again, another advantage.
As the man became invisible to the other's eyes behind the boulder, Dean made his move by wrapping his left forearm around his neck and straggling him to death.  

Once Dean knew that the man was dead he quickly scurried away from the area and left the body in the open. "What was it!?" One of the men yelled, but there was no reply. As they started to turn their attention back to the hole that Delia was hiding in,  Dean snuck up behind them and stated in a serious, but playfully way "Didn't daddy ever tell you not to wander away from home, especially at night? It's dangerous." Before either of the men could reply, Dean had already wasted a clip in both of them. After he watched their bodies hit the ground Dean ran over to the hole , but which he wasnt able to see down in "Delia, you in there?" he asked.