<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/daxionsfire/RP%20Girls/ChrissaBlindFaithSmall.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chrissa Williamson<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Outside Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture, plus a black ball cap, hair in a ponytail.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Mindful of her passenger in the back of the truck, Chrissa carefully pulled the truck up onto the curb, as close to the building Jack had pulled in front of as she was able to get. Hopefully, his place had windows that faced in this direction. She wanted to be able to keep an eye on her truck, and anything else useful that didn't get pack inside overnight. The looting would begin soon, and anything that was in plain sight and unguarded would be fair game. She shut off the engine and got out of the truck, making sure to take her rifle with her.<br/><br/>Once on the sidewalk, she took a slow, careful look around, paying special attention to the apartments around them. Like everywhere else in town, they were eerily quiet. If anyone was awake or alive inside them, they were staying out of sight. Hopefully, they weren't paying too much attention to the little convoy that had just pulled up. Her truck was pretty loud though, so it was a safe bet their arrival hadn't gone unnoticed by everyone. She waited for everyone else to get out. Jack would probably take charge here, and she'd wait for him to get things rolling, before she worried about getting her truck in the best spot to keep an eye on it, and make sure all the supplied it carried were safe.<strong>"Wonder if we're all going to fit in the place,"</strong>she muttered to no one in particular.