《 Kennedy 》<br/>Location: Group<br/>Present: Rachel & Tobias, Ezra & Anise, Clive & Owen, Kennedy, Dan, Armando, Miles, Jeb & Josh<br/><a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="Traveler" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">Traveler</a><a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="@tobacco camille " data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">@tobacco camille </a><a class="username" data-user-id="6997" data-username="@Sayd " data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6997/">@Sayd </a><br/>Addressing: Miles, Rachel and friends, Armando and guards<br/><br/><div class="bbm_float fleft" style="float:left;margin:0 10px 5px 0">
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</div>Apparently Carla's friend was a man of action, fast action, and he had no sooner invite-commanded Kennedy to join them and he was off and heading down the trail. Rachel and the others were making their choices and the subject of belongings was also brought up by Rachel. Shit!"H-hold on one second..." he held up a waiting finger as he hopped back a step and turned to hurry to the cabin for his bag. It wasn't much, but it was all he had and he doubted it would be good manners to expect that hospitality meant a new wardrobe, too. "...I'll be right back...stuff..." he stammered out before turning full and bolting for the cabins. The prospect of running into or drawing more necros crossed his mind, but the odds weighed in his head went in his favor.<br/><br/>He was already on his way back when he passed Rachel, Tobias, and the others on the camp road. He wanted to stop and say more, but also, he didn't want to. His last couple of interactions with Rachel had been rough. It had been a shitty day for everyone and everyone was counting last straws. Now they were under pressure to make choices and move quickly and it wasn't the time to attempt amends. "Stay safe, I'll be in touch..." he said as he hurried by. Ever the optimistic, he truly believed it wouldn't be long until they could meet up again.<br/><br/>He came across Armando and the two Abendblume guards next. In a rushed flurry he hugged Dan and Rebel. "Thank you, for helping, doing what you could...sorry I was a dick half the time..." He hugged Armando last, hesitating just a fraction as he looked the man in the face. "You. You're too good a man for Hale. Stay safe." With a quick squeeze and a pat on the back, Kennedy disengaged and moved out at double-time speed.<br/><br/>"I'm coming....I'm coming...." he caught up to MIles who he was sure moved a bit slower just so he could gather his things. "Thank you. Thank you for inviting me..." The gratitude was important, but he said no more after that. They were soon meeting up with the hunters and other than a nod to follow his introduction as 'a friend of Rookie's', he refrained from small talk. He was certain there'd be a better time and place for that once they got to where they were going. Wherever that was. Regardless, he was traveling with food and firearms on the way to shelter. Apparently Rookie was a big deal. He'd never been happier to have known a dog than he was at that moment.