<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/>Chrissa was staring out the patio windows when her turn came up to introduce herself. She had thought she would be okay with all of these people, but now that she was crowded into one room with them, she was rapidly starting to feel a bit claustrophobic. She gazed out the windows, suddenly wishing she could be back outside, even though it was open and unprotected out there. Having grown up on a ranch, she was used to wide open spaces. She hadn't realized till now how much she loved them.<br/><br/>She gradually became aware that Maddy had stopped speaking, and Chris was next in the circle of people. She turned slowly, trying to compose her thoughts.<strong>"You can call me Chris,"</strong>she said.<strong>"I lived on a ranch outside of town. Really only came into town for school."</strong>She hesitated. She was supposed to say something about herself. But even though she'd accepted that she needed to get along with these people and work with them in order to survive, that didn't mean she wanted to start gushing about her personal life to them. Her gaze drifted back to the window; she really wanted to be out doing something right now, instead of sitting around making friends. So she skipped to the next item on the list: questions or concerns.<strong>"We need to find a place to get more guns and ammunition,"</strong>she said.<strong>"We'll need them, and the panic is going to start soon. Weapons will be among the first things looted, and we don't want to get caught without them."</strong>