<span style="font-family: 'Times New Roman'"><span style="font-size: 15px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#99ff99">Alicia finished changing her clothes and then walked over to her own bag, where she pulled out a machete and a gun of her own. She slipped the gun into one of the holsters she had made before they got onto the boat, and then slipped the machete into the other one, so that she would have her hands free if she needed them. A smile came to her lips as she watched her husband scoop up their bags once they were done, and slip them onto his shoulder. "Think good thoughts," She suggested a few moments later, after she kissed him once more, and then they opened the door to their bedroom on the boat, and exited a few minutes later.<br/>
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"Today's going to go well for us. We'll find some shelter, or supplies, or some kind of weapons, I just know it." The brunette had a good feeling. This feeling of warmth, that everything was going to be okay, had come to her a few hours ago while Jason was still sleeping, and she let that feeling consume her. Let it lead her. She didn't know what the day held for them, but this feeling that something was finally going to go right for them, simply wouldn't go away, and she didn't want it to do so. They needed all the luck that they could get, and if this strange but good feeling was to be part of it, who the hell was she to argue?<br/>
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They exited their bedroom and went out to the front of the boat where the other's were. Alicia dropped down into a chair beside her brother, and unable to help herself, reached over and messed up his hair. She was in a great mood, waking up in Jason's arms, and knowing that he was okay, that the rest of their family was okay. And just having that really good feeling of warmth and that today was going to be a good day, well, it had her in a really good mood, even a sort of playful one, so she decided to tease her brother. <br/>
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The smile on her lips widened when she caught the surprised look on her brother's face, but she simply shrugged and grinned. </span></span><span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(153, 255, 153)"><span style="font-size: 15px">When her husband slipped into the chair that was on the other side of her, she reached out and took one of his hands into hers, and then nodded her thanks when her mother walked over to the three of them and handed all of them something to eat. The dry fruit tasted good against her throat, and it had been a long while since she had seen a fruit or vegetable, much less been in a position to eat one. <br/>
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So, she thanked her mother, and glanced over at Strand and Travis, who seemed to be arguing about what they were going to do today. The brunette took a bite, swallowed and then said, "I think that we should split up into small groups. Groups of two or three, and explore the area. We've all got weapons, and we can all defend ourselves if we get into any kind of trouble. But I think doing this is a lot better than simply sitting here and not doing anything. We need to figure out our next move, and then put it into action. If we stay on the boat, we're sitting ducks."</span></span></span>