<div class="floatleft">(http://i56.photobucket.com/albums/g194/daxionsfire/RP%20Girls/ChrissaBlindFaithSmall.jpg)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Chrissa Williamson<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Entering Parking Lot<br/><strong>Wearing:</strong>See picture, plus a black ball cap, hair in a ponytail.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Open<br/><br/>Chris was getting increasingly nervous as time dragged on. It seemed like this "quick stop" was taking forever. The only thing that kept her from saying so was remembering that these people weren't hardened survivalists. Neither was she, for that matter. She only hoped they could all survive until they had the necessary experience. When she saw Vivian and Elizabeth returning, along with Madelyn, Chris took it as a sign that things were being wrapped up. She didn't lower her guard just yet--since Billy had lowered his--but she opened her truck door and started the engine, hoping that would galvanize everyone else to get back in the vehicles and get ready to go. She went around the back of her truck to close the tailgate, and make sure all the gear that had been loaded in wouldn't come tumbling out the moment she hit the gas.<br/><br/>Satisfied her truck was as ready to go as it was going to get, she finally climbed into the driver's seat, putting her rifle next to her with the muzzle pointed down.