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Been around a while. Then I left a while. On and off for over a decade, and back for now!

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Wow, I'm gone for one day and the OOC progresses three pages.

@RumikoOhara I hope you feel better soon!
@RumikoOhara Post is up for Amir, Patton history and all
Amir Jones

Petra began to open up a bit, to the point where Amir could see that she had built a façade borne from her position as a leader – one which required a serious face and an unwavering, dominant personality. In many ways, she appeared to be the reverse of Amir. Years ago, he had subdued his own ambitious drive for the calm, supporting man that his role as a doctor demanded. But that hadn’t always been him, and in the past Amir often thought that had it not been Doctor Robert who rescued him but another member of Lasthope, he might have turned out leading a scouting troop on this expedition, or more.
“Your people, you’ve taught them well,” he said, laying off his joking tone from earlier as he looked around at Petra’s teamsters. “And Patton was right about not fearing death, and most everything else – well, except in diagnosing PTSD amongst his soldiers. In that he was clueless.”

Amir gave a smile, then returned to his original point: “Just remember, there is a difference between having no fear for death, and forgetting the dead. The only thing we keep when the living pass on is their memories; the dirt and the monsters take the rest from us. And while we’re quoting, what’s that Márquez quote? “What matters in life is not what happens to you but when you remember and how you remember it”? That’s it.

He sat down on a nearby stump, keeping his gaze with the teamster. “Don’t forget to remember, Petra,” he said, grinning. “Oh, and speaking bluntly is just fine with me. Hell, I’m a doctor in the apocalypse – if I hadn’t gotten good at telling people they’re screwed, I probably wouldn’t still have this job.”

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@RumikoOhara I meant it more of a joke than anything else. I very sparingly have my characters get romantically involved in RPs, so I doubt I'll have Amir be legitimately interested in anyone here.
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He punchs a zombie in the head and his hand goes through but there's a zombie behind him and it nibbles his finger.


That's definitely now a frontrunner. That, or he just trips and snaps his neck. Or the police unexpectedly arrive in Lasthope to arrest him for practicing medicine without a license, and he dies after decades in prison. Or he continues to flirt with Petra and she just kills him.
@FortunesFaded

You are already planning his eventual demise?


It's the zombie apocalypse; everyone will die eventually. For Amir's sake, I just hope it's in a cool way
the other Doc who for a moment looked adorable as he struggled to think of how to fill the dead air and when he did the effort wasn’t half bad.


I hope when Amir eventually dies in this, his tombstone reads "the effort wasn't half bad"
Amir nodded at James’ remark: Benny’s death was an ill omen for what may come, as far as he was concerned. Still, just because things may go wrong didn’t mean that Amir would turn into a fatalist. The pair continued to make small talk as they entered the falls, at which James led Amir over to Amelia Wintergarden – or Petra, as most called her. Amir and Petra had never spoken, though he knew her by family reputation alone. Her and James appeared to be pretty close. He stayed quiet as the pair talked, trying to get a sense of how close they were, exactly. It was a pass-time that Amir enjoyed: the analysis of a person, who they were and are, their relationships, and the things they communicate with the way they communicate. So far, all he had picked up was that Petra seemed to be a bit of a downer, as she began to talk about their collective future as cannibal lunches.

Still, before Amir could learn much more about the pair, James was pulled away to treat one of the expedition members’ injured dog. This left Amir alone with Petra, whom he still hadn’t spoken a word to. He took his gaze back away from the situation developing with the dog, and back to face Petra. What he hadn’t noticed before was how beautiful she was – he was likely too distracted by the cannibal talk. He then realized that he had opened his mouth to talk and had forgotten to do so, which left him standing there like an idiot. Then Amir blinked twice, and shook his head, allowing his brain to catch up with the rest of himself.
“I’m Amir,” he said with a smile. “Amir Jones. Although Cannibal Flute has a nice ring to it, don’t you think?”
On another note... I have this sinking feeling that I'm the only student here...


And me as well -- don't worry, you aren't alone!
Acid for testing material, I have some Ergot poison that can be refined into drug quality LSD but don't see why I'd do that. Its fine for darts as it is, i use it on Bears when we bump into each other


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