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<div style="margin: auto; margin-left: 20px; height: 160px; width: 160px; float: right; border-radius: 0%; background: url(https://i.pinimg.com/564x/f2/35/ea/f235ea0221ea0c004e80c1720700831a.jpg); background-size: cover; background-position: center center; filter:contrast(100%); filter:grayscale(0%);font-size: 0px;border: 1px double #980202;">image</div>Kepler watched as Idris made her decision, deciding to deal with the newcomers. After Maggie had refused the coffee, he'd taken a large sip even though the liquid was cold. Overseas and before the Resurrection, Kepler and Idris had survived on less. Cold coffee was a breeze for a soldier. As Kepler was instructed to give Maggie food and water, he turned to the woman then and gestured towards the main house. Inside, they would find the nourishment that Maggie needed and after, he would take both Maggie and Aerion to the barn for that sweet feed he had promised. That moment in time, Kepler was thankful he had taken his own little tour of Havenshire during the night prior. <br/>
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"Right this way, ma'am. Food and water for the lady first, then sweet feed for the loyal beast." The man winked, glancing at Aerion before he turned and walked towards the main house. On the way, Kepler decided to do his own questioning. Whether it was out of the safety of Havenshire or his own curiosity about the beautiful blonde, he was not sure. Regardless, the more he knew the people who dwelled within Havenshire, the better. <br/>
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"How long have you been out there, Maggie? Seems like the dead have multiplied and the living have scurried off to different states in search of false hope. By false hope, I mean military bases." When the Resurrection had first occurred, the military had bombed major cities. Kepler didn't necessarily disagree with that aspect. What he did agree with, however, is that some military bases were instructed to beacon survivors to their locations, only to slaughter them at their gates in an attempt to negate anyone who might be infected. The new "no survivor rule" was a stark contrast to the "no man left behind" he had been taught.<br/>
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