<div class="floatleft">(https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/373569172971716610/958869636198301736/tumblr_o9m7rdbUcs1qbduwso1_1280.jpg) (https://cdn.discordapp.com/attachments/373569172971716610/958900002242048010/beauty-55enf4bd2l-1080x1346.jpg)</div><strong>Character Name:</strong><em>Angel Williams (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=341012.msg16150863#msg16150863)</em><br/><strong>Wearing:</strong><em>Jean shorts and an overused, acid washed T-shirt with writing on it that is definitely not English. A clear backpack with pink piping.</em><br/><strong>Time:</strong><em>June 10th; 1:15 PM</em><br/><strong>Location:</strong><em>Down River</em><br/><strong>Tagging | Mentioning:</strong><em>Billie | Devina, Elle, Robin, John-James, Sean Platt</em><br/><hr/><br/>With her hair now appropriately up in a ponytail, Angel takes the paddle from Billie with little argument.<strong>”I’m afraid not. The closest water to me is the Chicago River, and it’s a bit crowded for that sort of thing.”</strong>It’s also polluted as hell, but Billie doesn’t need to know that. It’s getting better! Just don’t eat fish from it.<br/><br/>Thankfully, it seems that Billie has some knowledge, as they do manage to get the boat in the water without much incident. Thank god for that, Angel would have probably tipped it over. Once inside, she makes sure to check that the drawstring holding her bag closed is secure, and then stows it in the inside of the canoe. Cloudie may be (mostly) blue, but she had already made it clear this morning that she is no interest in getting wet.<br/><br/>Angel looks looks around at the others in the water as Sean answers Devina's question, and watches a couple of faces pale as he mentions that Kayaking is allegedly easier. Poor Robin seems to freeze in his tracks for a second. Glad to know that she isn't the only one clueless here. Still, Angel hates not knowing how to do stuff, and she would much rather have someone else around to lead the way then to go it alone, make a fool of herself, and be unable to sleep tonight for feeling bad and embarrassed by it. She needs to look at least moderately functional, for her own sanity. If Billie knows what she's doing? Great. Angel gets to benefit from that knowledge. If she doesn't? Well they'll be watching her fail instead of Angel. Win-win situation.<br/><br/>Angel feels a flash of annoyance when Sean taps their boat, but that fades once he mentions cheesecake. Angel is far from a New Yorker, (if she can eat pizza without a fork, she doesn’t want it), but she does love cheesecake. Or just desserts in general, she supposes. As long as there is no pineapple involved, she’s down for it. Does Angel have a clue what she is doing? Absolutely not. Originally, her only goal had been to not embarrass herself, but now she wants to win. She nods in Billie’s direction at her question, getting herself into the right headspace to figure this whole canoeing thing out as they wait for the signal.<br/>