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(That's okay! And I think I'll just post for Dameon first then. I assumed that since Eifah left DC, that Dameon would be in another city. Sorry it's not the best, I was in a bit of a rush to type this before I lost wifi) An abandoned, war torn building and a torn apart scrap of a man. Dust...

Dameon Richards 19 Male Werewolf -edgy-arrogant-extroverted-snarky-mysterious- London Daniels 17 Female Phoenix -reserved-intelligent-careful-sarcastic-gentle-

Erik was already awake, dressed, and at the gates. He held an assault like rifle, the barrel pointed at the woods, ready to go. He wasn't going to take any chances. It was all or nothing. Shoot to kill, take in as many runners as they could. That was their goal. Of course, he knew they couldn't...

Aryal was up in the security footage office when she heard the racket down below. She exchanged a glance with Erik, and the two got up and moved toward the stairs. This was odd. Typically the Camp was rather peacefully and ran smoothly. Maybe someone had stepped out of line? The two arrived...

Erik groaned. He had been assigned to show the two newcomers to their respected jobs. He really didn't like those two, not one bit. He tried to be optimistic but it wasn't working. The bearded man made his way down the men's corridor, stopping in front of Sayer and Cavo's cell to knock on the...

It was early evening by the time Aryal decided to head back inside. The sun was beginning to creep behind the tree line and the air was becoming chilled. The children had gone in long ago, and so had the gardeners. It had to be about 7. Sighing, she rose to her feet and headed back in. Her...

Aryal turned at Cavo's question. She hadn't done the best job at explaining everything, she realized. Her annoyance at Erik for leaving this to her was getting the better of her. Sighing, she ran a hand through her blonde hair and forced a slight smile at the men. "Meals are individual...

Aryal cast a glance back at Sayer as he asked if she could hurry. Sighing, she turned to the right and passed by the kitchen. "This is the kitchen. You're aloud in there whenever you'd like. Whatever you need should be in there," she explained, but kept on moving. He wanted this quick, after...

Aryal sighed loudly. The renovations were currently in place. They still needed supplies,which were sometimes tricky to come by. "They're working on it." She replied simply, a bit impatient. She was just grateful that she was free, for the most part. "It's safe here, at least. It's one of the...

Aryal frowned thoughtfully. She turned to Erik, but he was preoccupied talking into his radio. His tone sounded urgent. "Of course, ma'am." He muttered into the device. "Aryal, you're in charge of these two. The three of us are needed out back." He said no more before him, Rodrigue, and James...

Aryal smiled gently as they began to drink the water. They were obviously thirsty. Luckily, the Camp had large stores of necessities such as water and food. They did have gardens out in the back courtyard and sometimes the men would go hunting. "Aryal," she offered in return. "There's a lot...

Erik frowned thoughtfully and glanced to James. Columbus. They knew the name. He was a well and respected leader amongst the Camps. The fact that these two came from that particular Camp was promising. "I'm going to need to confiscate your weapon for the time being, please come in. Our...

Erik began to say something but stopped when two clear as day figures appeared on the front cameras. It was two men. They both seemed quite worn out and tired. "What do we do?" Aryal asked as she zoomed in again to examine them closer. A handgun could clearly be seen on the bearded man's hip...

27 Days Later 11:23 AM It had been nearly a month since Aryal had found the Camp. Over the years, they had revamped the place to be more accommodating. Each of the cells were furnished with blankets and other personal things that they had gotten their hands on. Two women per cell, unless...

Two gunshots. A rifle, to be exact. Aryal nearly stumbled as she heard the noise. They were close. Dangerously close. Her and Erik had caught up to the rest of the group. The woman on his back had lost consciousness, so he had handed her off to another man. They would take turns carrying her...

And they knew it too. Erik was assigned to keep Aryal alive, so he hadn't been able to stay back and ambush the Enforcers. Two men were positioned in large oak trees on either side of the clearing, their bows drawn. Luckily for the officers, these two men were young and not quite so skilled...

Layla, a bit surprised, accepted his offer and sit beside him. But not too close. She wasn't sure what his boundaries were. She crossed her legs and lay her hands in her lap. She turned to him with a soft smile. "Well, I'm not going to complain," she responded with a light laugh. Maybe he...

Erik helped Aryal get situated. He was used to only one person using the tent, so he gave her his pillow and a blanket. "I'm staying awake, just in case," he informed her as he gently lay her down. "If anything happens, I'll come get you. Get some sleep." With that, he walked out. She sat...

It wasn't long before the strange man had let Aryal to a clearing. Multiple tents made from canvas were spread throughout the area. A few women were washing clothing in a small creek to the left. Even some children were scattered about. The man placed a hand in between her shoulder blades and...

Aryal heard the men behind her call out and the sound of their urgent footfalls ceased. Something happened, but she wasn't about to turn around and ask if they were okay. They wanted her dead after all. She kept running, but her legs were beginning to tire and she was noticing the weight of...