<div class="floatleft"> (http://fotoalbum.paulvanderlinde.com/main.php?g2_view=core.DownloadItem&amp;g2_itemId=59794)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>: Tristyn Phoenix<br/><strong>Location</strong>:Jacks Place<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: See Photo (plus fathers military jacket)<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>:Everyone<br/><br/><br/><strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"Elena is right, for us to move out and complete this operation we need running cars that aren't tampered with"</span></em></strong>he looked saddened at the thought of no food looking how interesting the food seemed.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;"><em><strong>"Its ok Jack, thanks though, Just make sure I have something delicious to come back to"</strong></em></span>he smirked patting the groups undebated leader on the back.  With that he turned from the kitchen and slipped into the living area<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"so what do we do? steal a car to get the others? since ours are down at the moment? and no Elena, I don;t wish to leave my car, it means to much to me"</span></em></strong><br/><br/>He gave her a truthful nod as he explained subtly the cars tie to his father.<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"it's one of the only things I have left, so I wish to bring it with me to Cali, hopefully"</span></em></strong>He looked towards the rest of the group hoping they wouldn't judge him for such childish things.<strong><em><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: comic sans ms;">"so, are we going? "</span></em></strong>he tried to change the subject really.