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+ Group A: Conor, John C, Johnny U, Paul, Nelson, Tod, Jesse, Kip, the cornflakes guy+ Group E: Ludlow, Eric, Martin, Harry, Rupert, Derek, Marlon, Heaver, Mike, Jack not-Traven"WHERE THE FUCK DO YOU PEOPLE COME FROM?" Ludlow shouted, interrupting the short happyreunion that had proceeded among the fourteen Keanu-spawn of Block F, 4th floor. The noise dieddown. Tommy and Jesse agreed that it would probably not be a good idea to poke Tom with a stick."Same place you did," John Constantine said. He wanted a cigarette. He didn't have any. This did notmake him happy."I take it you're not a rescue party, huh?" Martin asked."Yeah, we're not," Shane said. "Look, uh, do you have anything to eat?""Yeah," Ludlow said, not done glaring at them. "We do. You don't."Harry glanced at him. "Come on, Tom...""There's not enough," Ludlow continued. "We can barely feed ourselves as it is. You think you can justbarge in here out of nowhere and take our food? We've been here five days. You've been here for lessthan one. Why don't you try getting out there and fending for yourself, instead of feeding off theresources that some of us have fucking died to-""Show some hospitality, will you?" Johnny Utah asked through gritted teeth.Ludlow looked at him. "Why?""Because there are fourteen of us and only eleven of you, and if you wanna fight this out you're gonnalose-"Ludlow looked at the cornflakes guy and raised an eyebrow.":(," vibed the cornflakes guy.Shane pulled the FBI agent back. "Johnny don't-""Yeah, all right," Ludlow said once he was done intimidating the cornflakes guy. "You want to fight?Okay, let's fight!"He lunged at Johnny, sending them both to the ground, fists flying, Johnny yelling, and the surroundingpeople learning that it's always a painful idea to stand behind an angry FBI agent."Look," Conor said. "Can we just-"Then he got a punch in his head and all peaceable notions violently deserted him.John Constantine calmly bent down and picked up the cigarette that had fallen out of someone's pocket."Got a light?" he asked Perry."Yeah."And John was happy again. He leant against the rock wall, blew smoke out his mouth and enjoyed thecivil war.