Claiborne Bonder - Morgantown - Nathan, Tyler, Scarlet, Others.
Without arousing notice, Claiborne made his way into the gymnasium to join Nathan - hoping to deal with their current scenario. Recalling the events of the night before, wariness continued to roam the air. There was a steady sign of fear and rage in the eyes of their migrated newcomers - each individual projecting their thoughts through facial expressions alone. Claiborne held a notepad in his hands as he made his way to stand beside Nathan. Two armed guards escorted their community leader for protection of their unknown guests.
"The horde is out of sight, there is nothing to worry about anymore," he started, raising his hands slightly above his waist to gesture calmness and security. Pulling a pen out of his coat's inner pocket, he prepared to start writing as he would answer the concerns of his audience.
"We are all aware of your desire to be removed from this gymnasium. Both Nathan and myself have heard your supplications and will address them accordingly. But before we are able to act, we need to obtain valuable information from every single one of you. The two of us will call upon one of you at a time. We will first have you checked by our medical team, then lead you to our registration room where we will need you to fill out some paperwork. This 'paperwork' consists of thangs such as your name, date of birth, where you lived prior to the outbreak and etc."
Claiborne then started to draw tally marks on his notepad, counting the individuals in the row right in front of him.
"You seven, do stand up and make a line for me on the wall just to your right. Starting with you," Claiborne stated, directing his order to Tyler specifically. He was inclined to know more about the leader of the large group first to get an idea of what to expect from the rest. There was no doubt that whoever lead would have a massive impact on his or her followers. In addition to that concept, Tyler did seem like the most calm and collective out of the many others. His eyes burned with integrity and obvious leadership capabilities. He didn't seem like the person to sway their eyes away from contact.
As they did as he asked - with the enforcement of the guards - Claiborne put his pen away. As he fixed his coat, he noticed a red stain on the edge of his collar. Sniffing, he raised his hand towards his nose and deviated it towards the stain - using his thumb in attempts to remove it. He then looked to his left towards Nathan.
"Apologies for my tardiness, I had early matters to attend to. We must speak in private after we get ourselves acquainted with everyone here. I say we split them equally among us in order to finish within a two hour window." The man then made his way closer to Nathan.
"Do not waste your time on the insects, just get what we need from the obvious bunch. Those that cannot help us will have to go."
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Floyd/Hank - Morgantown Plaza - Enrique, Jon, Imogen, Sam, Others.
With eyes still shut, Hank continued to sit inside the confines of the van. The little baby started to rattle in Jess' arms as she attempted to shush his movements. He could hear the ongoing verbal exchange occurring outside the vehicle, but decided not to step in - feeling as though it didn't matter what he thought. It was not only that - Hank had this idea that everyone who went against him would sooner or later end up dead. He felt as though he knew more about survival than any of the others. Some would agree with him - the things he's seen and done far outweigh the deeds of many. But at this point in time, those around him disagreed with all of his past notions.
They were blind to the fact that this community they were heading to could be the downfall of everyone. They could easily be running into a trap, but all the others could think about is a bed to sleep in and a cup to drink water from. They were unable to determine the possible dangers that could arise from their arrival at Morgantown.
This no longer mattered though because the decision had been made. Joe - or so was his name - would take all of them to this community and easily have them join the district. Even with all the hostility shown against him, he was optimistic. Maybe he was right. It was just that Hank could no longer see how people could live with such a cheery and hopeful nature.
Anyhow, his thoughts wavered when a gunshot echoed down the road. As though he was being called into duty, he reached for his weapon and looked out the front window. What he saw was Jon, Aubrey, a stranger, and.........Matt?!
Squinting his eyes to lock on the persona before them, Hank quickly dashed out of the vehicle. His gun fixed itself back into its holster as he made his way towards the known friend.
"Matt?" he asked as though it wasn't him. Despite the obvious truth, he still doubted it was actually his old group member. His eyes felt watery despite his attempts to stop such emotions from building up inside him. Placing a hand on the man's shoulder, he looked at him dead in the eyes and simply nodded. Then suddenly, he heard his name called out.
Slowly he turned to his right to see non-other than Floyd, Sam and Abram heading his way. Fighting the urge to allow tears to run down his eyes, Hank started towards his friends with his hand at the bridge of his nose. Once the two men faced each other, they simultaneously raised their hands and had them clasp together. No words were spoken, sheer silence alone was enough for them to know each other's thoughts.
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The gunshot seemed to become top priority for the newcomer who had started to run off towards it without a plan. Someone followed - seemingly Aubrey - but Hank would not run into danger so eagerly.
"Jon!" he first called out before making any further decisions. His entire persona changed after being reunited with his some of his most trusted family members.
"We need to move now, but not on foot. The gunshot may have attracted walkers. We'll catch up to Aubrey and that other guy, slowly" he decided. Opening the door to the passenger seat, Hank jumped in next to Joe and told him to start the vehicle. He looked at the man for a second to see if he would sink under the pressure, but he remained steady.
"New plan. Follow them for now and then we go home."
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Floyd jumped into the back of the van and immediately had his eyes fixed on Ben and Jess. His blood began to boil when he realized they were unfazed and had been protected. The strange thing was that Jess' eyes didn't seem to have the same light they used to when they saw Floyd for the first time after so long. In fact, she didn't even look at him - instead, she was looking away in the opposite direction as though she wasn't happy to see him.
Noticing that Heather was giving him crazy eyes, Floyd didn't speak at all. He had become frozen for a bit, but managed to move and sit down on the cold base. The whole time he had been worried about her and desired to protect her and now she neglected him. He was very confused to say the least. At least Benjamin seemed happy to see him.
