The quiet of the dining hall made the scratch of each paper deafening, the sound echoing off of every table and chair. The emptiness of the hall would be eerie if the radio operator wasn’t so focused — or if he had been a person who was able to read the room. Jun sat in his cozy corner, just about through with this set of notes. He skimmed through them without much thought. Server duty had always made him feel lazy (the cause of which his friends had not-so-passively suggested was due to all of the snacks he indulged on). Sure, his shift had been over for almost an hour now, but he had long ago deemed his dorm too far for him to make the effort. Jun stretched, leaning back and almost knocking an elbow into the late night patron. The forgotten papers scattered across the floor when he recoiled in surprise and balled his hands into fists. “What the — !” A litany of swears died out when he realized the other wasn’t a specter. “Don’t sneak up on people like that.”
Late-night walks around through the community had long been one of Jamison's defining traits- most had become familiar with his pacing presence which began nearly the moment the sun went down. Admittedly, he was going for longer tonight, not truly feeling the urge to turn in just yet. Making his way to the dining hall, the coach scanned the area as he always did, mind on high alert...Just in case. Seeing Jun in a far corner brought a furrow of his brows, his eyes darting to the solar watch on his right wrist before turning to make his way toward the other. Just as he began to reach towards Jun to make his presence known, the man didn't have the opportunity to alert the other before he leaned back and nearly knocked into him, startling them both. "Sorry, sorry. I didn't....Didn't mean to startle you. Just...Making sure you're good."
LEAVING WORK FOR THE NIGHT was always a bittersweet experience. While Loren was all too happy to get away from the inebriated inhabitants of the bar, she had become something of a night owl throughout the course of her stay in Colorado, and the end of a shift usually signified the beginning of a long night in the company of her own thoughts. She sighed as she exited the building, unenthusiastically beginning the walk back to her room when someone caught her eye, causing her to halt almost immediately. "You know, you look like a total weirdo standing out here by yourself." She called out half-jokingly.
Once upon a time, Jamison hadn't been an insomniac. As difficult as it was (even for him) to believe, the truth was the insomnia hadn't truly kicked in until after the outbreak. Even then, he could recall at least a couple nights per week that he found himself so exhausted he was able to catch a good, solid few hours at the very least. That had all gone out the window, though. As such, the Coach found himself pacing the college grounds as he did every night, heading nowhere and looking for nothing in particular. It wasn't as though he'd necessarily intended to stop, but his shoe needed tied and by the time he'd managed to straighten himself and glance around a bit, a nearby voice was calling out to him. "I'm...Sorry?" He started, glancing over his shoulder to ensure no one else was there. "I wasn't meaning to. I just got lost in thought I guess. Didn't mean to startle you."
full name: melodie rochelle frazier
nicknames: mellie, mel
age: 29
birthday: march 13
years on campus: 2
occupation/job: nurse
relationship status: single
sexuality: pansexual
positive traits (+): compassionate, understanding, empathetic, intelligent
negative traits (-): sarcastic, guarded, aloof, perfectionistic
bio hc's: tw- pregnancy, child abandonment, death
melodie "mellie" rochelle frazier was born on march 13 in charleston, south carolina to single mother dianna frazier. unfortunately, once he'd learned of dianna's pregnancy, her father dennis had exited the situation rapidly, agreeing to toss a few hundred bucks per month at dianna in exchange for her discretion. never one to beg, dianna agreed.
as a child mellie was an absolute dream- it was as though she sensed that her mother- an employee at the local grocery store- was giving all she had in order to keep them both afloat, and she made the conscious decision to be an easy child so as not to add stress. this carried into her childhood. despite her incredible sense of humor, mellie was always described as an old soul, someone wise beyond her years who simply seemed to understand precisely what was needed of her
school was something that came naturally, and something mellie enjoyed. her passion for learning and thirst for knowledge were unmatched by others in her family. it was one of the traits her mother loved and admired the most about her daughter- no matter what, her daughter would never lack in opportunity
after graduating high school, mellie received a scholarship opportunity to attend the university of colorado, which she accepted. having always known she wanted to enter the medical field in some form or fashion, mel quickly declared that she would major in nursing and that her specialty would be emergency. she stuck to and followed her passion all the way up to graduation
immediately she was offered a position with boulder's local hospital- the same place she'd completed her clinicals, in the ER. unable to turn down her absolute dream job, mellie moved into a small apartment near the hospital and began her journey
blessedly she wasn't working when the outbreak happened, though she immediately made her way to the place, still determined to help no matter how dangerous the situation. it was there that she and several other surviving nurses, doctors, and patients managed to clean up and post up, after eradicating the building of the remaining infected. mellie remained for the majority of a 10-year-period. they developed a family unit and a system
things were perfect for the group up until they were raided by one of the opposing groups. many of her community members were k*lled, only mellie and a few others managed to escape. once the raid was over, she returned to salvage what she could, including several bags of medical supplies
considering her options, she deduced that the likelihood that another community had managed to form on the university's campus was high, and so she headed to her alma mater. luckily, she was correct, and was blessedly accepted and brought into the community as one of their own. she slipped easily into a nursing position in the community's medical ward, and began her new life. though she is happy, not a day goes by that she doesn't wonder about her mother, and what might have happened to her
full name: jamison paul michaels
nicknames: james
age: 42
birthday: july 23
years on campus: 12
occupation/job: personal trainer, fitness instructor, and community coach
relationship status: widowed
sexuality: heterosexual
positive traits (+): honest, fair, compassionate, hardworking
negative traits (-): stubborn, withdrawn, moody, aloof
bio hc's: tw- poverty, injury, spousal death
jamison was born and raised in chicago, illinois to a family that struggled their entire lives to brush the low end of the poverty line. his mother, madeline, worked 6 days per week (and on occasion 7) at a small, run-down diner in town. she was a waitress doing her best to provide for her family. his father, frank, worked maintenance and janitorial for the local high school, and was paid absolute peanuts
academics weren't necessarily anything jamison excelled at, though he wasn't terrible either- primarily, his report cards consisted of B's and high C's
despite his less-than-stellar interest in academics, sports had fascinated jamison from a young age. the moment he could walk, he began tossing and kicking balls around. this delighted his father, who loved spending time with his son during the precious few off hours he had
as jamison grew, so did his talent for sports, with one in particular making its way to the forefront- baseball. his passion was evident and the talent simply added the cherry on top. madeline enrolled him in his first community league at only 4-years-old, and from then on he never missed a season, game, or even practice. as a freshman in high school, he became the youngest student ever to be recruited for the varsity team, and by the second semester of his sophomore year, he was team captain
with his decent grades and his baseball talent, the future was brighter than bright for james. directly out of high school he was recruited to join the college team at the university of illinois, where he attended on a full scholarship (much to the pride and relief of madeline and frank). double majoring in nutrition and sports therapy, jamison's interest in academics peaked as he was finally able to study specifically what he wanted
a year and a half into his college journey, james met the woman who became his wife. while hadn't ever believed in love at first sight, that particular point of view flew out the window the moment 19-year-old jamison laid eyes on evelyn. he asked her out immediately, she accepted, and the rest was history
upon graduation, jamison was scouted by a professional baseball team, and eventually (following bootcamp and bids) offically joined the cardinals. four months later he and evelyn were married, and it appeared as though smooth sailing had been granted
after playing for the cardinals for only three years, jamison incurred an injury mid-game that he knew immediately would end his career. while it was a fact he knew he couldn't avoid, he anger and bitterness he felt at the reality took quite some time for him to overcome- feelings of failure, and of letting down his family and his wife
after several surgeries and a two separate stints in a physical rehab facility, jamison was finally released from his medical treatments, and allowed to re-join the workforce, though not in the capacity he had once enjoyed. blessedly, his stats and record during his time on the professional team bought him respect and, in turn, job offers from several very reputable people and sources. though, jamison turned them all down, finding himself disinterested in virtually everything. that was, until a coaching position opened up at the university of colorado. having always been interested in the state as a whole, jamison took the truly generous offer to evelyn, and the decision was made- they would move
the couple had only been in boulder for approximately a year when the virus struck. jamison was quarantined and trapped at the university, while his wife was at her office. the belief that she was strong, smart, and resourceful carried james through the early weeks following the outbreak, as he was confident that eventually evelyn would make her way to campus, and they would resume, together. months passed and evelyn didn't come. finally, four months into the outbreak, a newcomer arrived to campus- someone jamison recognized as one of his wife's former co-workers. the man recognized him too, and with a tearful admission, shattered jamison's heart- evelyn hadn't made it
the devastation overcame james in a way no words could describe, and in that moment he felt the last piece of himself break. he completely changed that day, neary 12 years ago, and it seems as though no one has truly been able to break him from his fog since. he is, essentially, going through the motions.
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