Time: Afternoon
Location: On the road
Interacting with: Caesar
Something was going on back there; Meg couldn't tell. From the mirror, Meg could see that Caesar was shattered. Shattered probably didn't even cover it enough. Something was wrong, and Meg didn't want to ask. It didn't take long for her to put two and two together anyway: he called Alicia's satellite phone, and the next thing you know, it looked like he was ready to break.
Meg sent a silent prayer above, to Lady Luck or whoever fuck was still listening. Sure, they weren't the closest friends, but Meg definitely liked Alicia. The last person Meg expected to fall was Alicia. Or at least one of the last few people anyway. Instead, she nudged the newbie beside her, nodding towards the glove compartment in front of the passenger seat where the map was shoved.
"Look, I need you to take the map out from in there and tell me the directions back to Newnan, GA. Preferably avoiding Hwy 27 and the quickest way back." She ordered, keeping her eyes on the road.
If Alicia down, Meg was sure not to let Caesar follow her anytime soon. It was the least she could do for her friend. At least get him back to Newnan to deal with the loss - away from imminent danger. Meg gave the newbie beside her enough time to read through and voice out the directions, which Meg followed to the best of her abilities.
She took the off-roads, anything that didn't force her to take a u-turn back towards where they came from. That was the last thing she wanted to do now that they had escaped the giant fucking hoard. It took longer, but at least there wasn't as much death or danger waiting for them. Meg even took the time to spare a glance at the male newbie, the other still being treated at the back by Caesar, but of course, it was just a glance and her attention was taken back by the roads in front.
Arriving at Newnan was probably the shocking bit. The wall was down, and it looked like there was a storm of zombies that managed to wreck the interior of the town. Stopping short after the entrance, Meg stopped the truck and stumbled outside with numb legs.
"W-we're here. Fuck, not the welcome I was hoping for, I'll admit that." She muttered to herself, nervously. Turning to the back of the truck, where she last saw Caesar and the second survivor, Meg approached them carefully.
"I'll take her to the infirmary for you," she offered.
Time: Afternoon
Location: Newnan
Interacting with: Vivian
Letting the doc collapse against the gurney first, Sidd massaged his shoulder as he looked around the infirmary. There was a crash from above and Sidd wasn't sure whether they were secure enough. If someone - or something - were to find their way inside, they'd not only find a (shitty) gold mine filled with half-empty medication and equipment, but two cornered individual, one of which bleeding to death.
"Let's hope that whatever was up there, stays up there." He muttered, before following Vivian's orders.
First up, was the gauze, suture kit and scalpel. Sure, Sidd wasn't always found in the infirmary, but thanks to Viv's insistance to drill the locations and names of each equipment was Sid able to help her in this situation. Or help as much as he could.
Vivian's walkie hissed, Captain Newnan on the other end. He tried treating the wound as much as he could - but he was no boyscout. The most he knew about first aid was slapping a bandaid on top of the wound with a little bit of antiseptic and hoping for the best.