<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/daxionsfire/RP%20Girls/ChrissaBlindFaithSmall.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Chrissa Williamson<br/><strong>Vehicle</strong>: White Rhino<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: See picture. Also a black ball cap, hair pulled into ponytail.<br/><strong>Travel From</strong>: Tristyn's Apartment<br/><strong>Travel To</strong>: Jack's Apartment<br/><strong>Tagging:</strong>Billy<br/><br/>Once Chrissa was in her truck, she waited for Billy to get in, and took one last look in her mirrors to make sure no one was around the truck. She started it up again, even as she realized she could no longer use her rear-view mirror; all the stuff in the bed of the truck was obscuring her vision. She'd just have to use the driver's side mirror. The one on the passenger side had been broken off a long time ago, and she'd never fixed it. Now more than ever, she wished she had someone in the back of the truck to keep an eye on her blindspot, but there was no way around that now. Maddy was needed as a driver, and they needed all the transportation they could get their hands on.<br/><br/>As she fell in behind the other vehicles in the convoy, Chrissa started to become aware just how quiet it was in the truck. Of course, the whole world was quiet right now. But it bothered her, even though she'd never been much of a conversationalist.<strong>"So, uh...we haven't met before today,"</strong>she said to Billy in a conversational tone.<strong>"What part of town are you from?"</strong>As she drove, she kept her focus shifting between the cars ahead of her and the mirror, watching the street behind her. She wondered if that car they'd spotted down the block would try to follow.