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</div><br/><div style="text-align: center">《 Ezra, Rachel, Tobias 》// cabin off Eagle Creek Road  // Group​</div><br/>Ezra did an efficient sweep of the cabin. There was not much to it beyond the main living area, one bedroom and bath, and a small loft upstairs. If someone managed to hide themselves in the shoebox of a cabin, then they very well deserved to go unnoticed. He wouldn’t fault them on that. Ezra tucked his gun back beneath his shirt and stepped out of the cabin to return to the group. He gave the all clear and followed behind the truck as Clive parked it behind the cabin. Ezra was surprised that the cabin was wide enough to conceal the truck, but Clive managed to tuck it between the building and thicket of trees.<br/><br/>He approached the truck with Rachel and offered a hand to Anise to help her down from the bed of the truck. After, Ezra grabbed both of their duffles and hefted the straps onto his shoulders before Anise had the opportunity to comment. He was tired, he wanted to get everyone safely inside.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--right js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/4_emily-didonato-profile-image-1x1_-jpg.129037/" title="4_emily-didonato-profile-image-1x1_.jpg">
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</div>Rachel stood at the back of the truck as Clive approached with two flashlights. “Thanks.” She nodded as she took one, resisting the urge to test the light. They had narrowly avoided a herd of walkers, one that very well could be strolling down Eagle Creek Road, and they didn’t need to encounter another. “We just needed help finding a place for tonight. You made it clear that you didn’t want responsibility for us any more than the guards or Hale did.” Rachel grabbed her bag from the back of the truck and exhaled as she looked at him again. “I appreciate the offer. We’ll be okay here.” Even if they weren’t, she was stubborn enough to convince the brothers that they were perfectly content with their…<i>humble </i>abode.<br/><br/>The group eventually meandered inside the cabin. Ezra deposited the duffle bags onto the<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=http%3A%2F%2Fwww.rusticfurnituremall.com%2Fsites%2Fdefault%2Ffiles%2Fimagecache%2Fproduct_full%2FLR02-Log-Livingroom_group.jpg&amp;hash=0ac3e0f0af02fa66cec04417abeb8a43" href="http://www.rusticfurnituremall.com/sites/default/files/imagecache/product_full/LR02-Log-Livingroom_group.jpg" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">couch</a>near the door and stood out of the way as the others filed inside. Owen set to lighting candles for light and Ezra glanced at the wood stove standing between the staircase and the window.<br/><br/><div class="bbImageWrapper bbImageAligned--left js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/original-1-jpg.129038/" title="original (1).jpg">
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</div>“None of us knew this was going to happen.” Tobias commented as he stepped into the kitchen and rummaged through the cabinets. “We would have not depended so heavily on forming relationships inside Abendblume had we been any the wiser.” There were various sets of cast iron skillets and glass lids. Plastic strainers and bowls. Cans with labels so faded that he couldn’t make out the words without his glasses and adequate lighting. “Will this work for your stew?” He produced a large pot and set it on the counter beside the cans of food. They were either worth eating or taking to their next home.<br/><br/>Ezra busied himself while Tobias and Owen talked stew. He checked the wood stove for firewood and found a few splits stacked up beside it. Recognizing that it would probably suffice for the night, Ezra locked the front door and the three windows that flanked it. He closed the curtains and turned to address Clive, Rachel, and Anise. “We should set up here. The heat will be most contained in this room if we can get the stove going.” Ezra wet his lips and gestured to the door at the back of the house. “There is a bedroom through here,” he stepped through the miniscule living room and into the small bedroom. He twisted the lock on the door leading outside from the bedroom and closed all of the curtains. “Ani, help Rachel bring this mattress into the living room. There’s two twin<a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fimages.squarespace-cdn.com%2Fcontent%2Fv1%2F5a5506c5f43b554ee87d60f6%2F1560981829619-BTY6R0FYXSHKT439US0T%2Ffullsizeoutput_2b2a.jpeg%3Fformat%3D2500w&amp;hash=11d10d91f18923045d13f2481b4e7fa6" href="https://images.squarespace-cdn.com/content/v1/5a5506c5f43b554ee87d60f6/1560981829619-BTY6R0FYXSHKT439US0T/fullsizeoutput_2b2a.jpeg?format=2500w" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">mattresses</a>upstairs that I’ll bring down.”<br/><br/>He traded spots with the girls and carded a hand through his hair as he approached Clive. “Are you any good with wood stoves?”