<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img690/4042/edmundentin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Billy Wilson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Jack’s apartment<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: white button shirt, blue vest, brown slacks<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Open/Everyone, Vivian, Chris<br/><br/>Vivian didn’t seem at all comfortable with this situation. Perhaps she just wanted to be alone with Elizabeth, or maybe she just didn’t trust any of them. Billy could understand such wariness, since they were practically strangers. Still, he decided to drop his two cents on the matter,<strong>“That may be ill advised. If something unexpected happens, its best to be together.”</strong>He didn’t know if she would heed his advice, or even care, but at least he said something. She was free to agree or disagree at her leisure, and take Jack’s offer to get her the keys to the other apartment.<br/><br/>Billy leaned into the sofa and paid attention to what Michael said. The blonde’s gift still seemed a little strange, but Billy was slowly starting to believe more in it now. These visions seemed to be wearing him out. Understandable, considering that he bled every time he had one.<br/><br/>Billy wouldn’t necessarily say he understood the concept of having a family much. After all, his parents were mostly absent from his life growing up, and nannies came and went frequently. After his parents divorced, Billy took care of his mother, for clearly she couldn’t take care of herself, but the emotional bond that should exist between mother and child just wasn’t there. At least, he didn’t really feel it there.<br/><br/>Elena seemed to be out of Jack’s league, but they had a deeper connection than Billy would have guessed at first. They looked to be communicating with each other with simple gestures. It was rather odd to Billy. Tristyn didn’t seem to care for others’ opinion, which could be a problem, but he seemed nice enough, and good looking too. However the looks he exchanged with Elizabeth hinted at some kind of relationship between the two. Elizabeth sure was pretty, if a little ditzy, so Billy could understand the attraction Tristyn, and perhaps even Vivian, seemed to have for the girl.<br/><br/>Madelyn was a funny one, and not surprising since she was in the drama club. Billy had helped with PR for some of the school plays, but he rarely interacted with anyone other than the president of the club and other organizers far above Madelyn’s rank. Billy smiled softly at her when she directed her eyes towards him and spoke. Chrissa had a more practical approach to their situation, which Billy could certainly respect.<strong>“Yes, as I found out the hard way, having a gun makes a big difference now.”</strong>He chimed after she was done. Elizabeth was as cute and clueless as before, something to be expected by now, but at least her mood had been lifted.<br/><br/>Billy stood up when it came to his turn, smiled perfectly as he had trained to when addressing others.<strong>“I am Billy Wilson, class president and hopefully a new friend to all of you. I realize we are all very different, but I believe we can make this work. Sure, there are other people out there who may be more aggressive about ‘ruling’ this new world, but only we have Michael. I’m certain that will give us an advantage, but we must be willing to work together, despite our personal fears or doubts. I, for one, want to make sure everyone’s needs are met, so we can make it through this.”</strong>He finished confidently, hoping to lift their spirits a bit. Then he sat back down and waited for the others to finish the introductions.