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The man accepted Patrick's handshake as he introduced himself as William Taggart from Wisconsin. As the little girl and William got inside the house, Patrick followed them as he took one more look behind at the street which was awfully quiet. Once he was inside the house he made himself confortable on an armchair and started eyeballing William's rifle. [color=8882be]"Nice Mosin."[/color] He said while changing his view towards William. [color=8882be]"My father used to have one of those too. Bought it for one hundred bucks fifteen years ago. It's probably still somewhere back home. I only took this revolver when I left Miami. The kukri I took from a half eaten dead guy's hand."[/color] He said smiling as he looked down, rubbed his beard and looked back at William.  
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[h1][color=fff200]Gabel Wester[/color][/h1]

	Gabel closed the window and relocked it before following them.  She took a seat at the kitchen table being able to see them from there.  She frowned a bit when Patrick stepped on the pillows she had all over the floor with his shoes.  She just started coloring with her crayons on one of the papers she had on the table.  The house looked as if she'd been alone for awhile.  It was true, her dad had turned a week ago locking himself in the bathroom.  He hadn't had the guts to shoot himself while he was in there.  She stopped for a moment and opened up her water bottle and took a drink.  She smiled to herself, she was secretly pretending they weren't there and to her it was the funniest thing.

	She looked back as she heard the scratching on the bathroom door before giving off a small sigh going back to her drawing.  She was drawing her mom, maybe one of these guys had seen her?  She was actually pretty happy to have some company even if they were strangers.  She'd been pretty lonely just her and her drawings.  [@LPFan] [@Foster]
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"Yeah, but keeping the bore from rusting-out is a bit of a challenge with corrosive ammunition. Still hits hard though." Taggart stated, a little uneasy by how Willis was eying-up his rifle with more than a little envy and nostalgia.

He watched as the little girl, not yet introduced, was quietly ignoring them. The fact that she refused to acknowledge what was going-on was probably more unsettling even as he heard a scratching at the front-door to join the much louder scratching at the bathroom door.

He then heard something meowing, and remembered his kitty-cat had tagged-along with him this time.

Opening the door just a crack, he let the little feline into the house as it stalked up behind Gabel, watching her intently before perking its ears at the noise of the bathroom-door scraping.
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[h1][color=fff200]Gabel Wester[/color][/h1]

	Gabel turned a bit when he went to open the door and just looked at the kitten before speaking softly once it turned it's head to the noise, "[color=fff200]You leave my daddy alone.[/color]"  She took a moment to look at both of them men and gave a sigh before pointing to the stove, a gas stove.  Her voice sounded sweet like she was trying to get her way, "[color=fff200]If you two are going to be in here one of you are going to make mac and cheese.[/color]"  She stood up and walked over to one of the counters stepping on the little blue stool she had set up there opening up the cupboard and pulling out two boxes setting them down seeming to be still half talking to herself, "[color=fff200]I burnt myself last time I made it.[/color]"  

	She was a strange child not acting too afraid of these to strangers in her home.  She got down and opened a door to her pantry pulling out four plastic bottles of water holding them in her arms.  All this time she'd been simply staying in the house and feeding herself anything she could find, one thing was for sure, this kid was smart.  

	Setting them down she seemed to be half ignoring them again as she got a pot out from under the stove and set it up opening the bottles and dumping them into the pot before going back to her seat at the table simply stating, "[color=fff200]I'm hungry.[/color]"  She picked up her crayon and started coloring in the face of her drawing, she seemed to be happy with what she was doing.  [@LPFan][@Foster]
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Will Taggart was a bit flabbergasted at Gabel's behavior, it was as though she was still expecting someone, some sort of authority she could recognize, and until then in her mind she was in charge of the house. Still, the girl was hungry, so was he. Her terms seemed reasonable as he volunteered to operate the stove and make sure not to waste a single precious drop of water boiling-over.

Since she was in the room he decided it was a good time to get to know their hostess:

"So, you waiting for anyone to come pick you up? I heard over the radio there was an aid-station in Wilmington being run on 8th street. They claim to have food and barricades. Doesn't sound like the safest place, but maybe they got sidetracked over to there and lost hope?"
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[Note: being given GM-permission to control everyone's characters for this post, it is being subtly hinted I am to kill them off.]

(also, post will be broken into review and new-content, simply so [i]I[/i] can double-check what is going-on and tie-in my character to  more-active group.)