Name: Carlos Elga<br/>Age: 65<br/>Appearance:<br/><div class="bbImageWrapper js-lbImage" data-lb-caption-extra-html="" data-lb-sidebar-href="" data-single-image="1" data-src="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/attachments/download-3-jpeg.95116/" title="download (3).jpeg">
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</div><br/>Carlos searches through the rubble of an old army facility, the exact place he lived before the apocalypse. He strains his muscles pulling a huge piece of concrete off of an ammo box. As he goes for the ammo he goes onto his knees as to avoid back pain, he takes the ammunition and puts it away. He stands up groaning from his legs hurting. He walks a mile slowly back to his shack he built all by himself. He steps onto the stairs and pushes the door open walking in tired, he shuts the door behind him and flops onto his mattress. He thinks about his day as he drifts off to sleep, dreaming about his younger days as a veteran in a war.<br/><br/>----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------<br/><br/>When he wakes up he stretches his arms over his head. He stands up starting out by raising his head, arms and torso, then slowly getting up using his legs, he groans once again from the pain. He walks over to the counter remembering he forgot to take his medicine yesterday, which is what gave his back and legs so much pain. He slowly opens the cabinet door and takes a bag out, opening the bag. He pops the cap off of the medicine bottle and takes his pills for the day, swallowing them with the help of a glass of water. He waits about twenty minutes and his back and legs hurt no more, meaning he can walk and run faster without severe back and leg pain. He walks out of the shack opening the door then closing it behind him. He walks about two miles then notices a woman and a man, (Megan and Nico) he walks a little while before stopping right in front of the woman. (Megan) "Howdy. Don't reckon your scavenging as well?"