Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-24510587-20180429234208/@comment-3293219-20180501215207

The door was booted open, from the base, causing it to swing wide and crash into the side of the bath. The sniper stood in the doorway, breathing heavily into his mask.

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"You can have the salvager's old place, he never used it when he was alive." The Sheriff shrugged, resting a hand over her wrist before looking around. She noticed a wheel chair on the far side of the room, folded up in a supply closet.

"You have any personal belongings that you need help carrying?"

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"That..." Tamannaah began before following through.

"We also lack a community here... Even with Wilkes and Harriot we didn't have any families here or anything that made this place like a home."

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Jennifer had been counting upwards in prime numbers, she was at 229 at this point, though she was already getting bored of it...