(http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&g2_itemId=59767)<div class="floatright">(http://9.media.tumblr.com/tumblr_ktahf08TT71qaopmto1_400.jpg)</div><br/><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Dressed in:</strong>See Photo to right, minus hat<br/><strong>Time</strong>: Lost in time<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Elizabeth<br/><br/>he smiled as she joked back and he listened intently as she spoke.  He didnt know if she would feel he was faking interest in her or what not but he sat there indulged in her story genuingly interested.  So when the door busted open and the gun man aimed there way, he tensed as he instinctivly slide an arm around her. The gun swept passed them, however he was still preped and as the gun shots went off he kicked the chair out instinctivly pulling her with him.  He was gentle about it though as to not hurt her.  His left arm swung up under the table and he was ready to raise it when he saw the eyes of the others with them.  They were lost in the action and semi hirrible acting of the man who was just shot.  He was on one knee ready to flip the table with her pulled to the ground next to him his arm still holding her protectively.  He looked from the "dead" man to some of the crowd still in shock yet showing excitment like theyve been here before then towards her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em><strong>"Um...Hi..."</strong></em></span>was all he managed out.