<div class="floatleft">(http://imageshack.us/a/img690/4042/edmundentin.jpg)</div><strong>Name</strong>: Billy Wilson<br/><strong>Location</strong>: Parking Lot<br/><strong>Wearing</strong>: white button shirt, blue vest, brown slacks<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Everyone, Michael, Jack, Elizabeth<br/><br/>Billy looked at Jack and shook his head,<strong>"Only one more person will fit in my car. Its the red Porshe by the teacher's parking lot."</strong>He replied to Jack, motioning towards his parked car, then turned to Michael once more.<strong>"And I think it should be Michael."</strong>Being highly organized almost to the point of being obsessive, Billy wanted to make sure Michael was within his sight at all times. He wasn't used to following someone else's lead, so if they were going anywhere, he wanted Michael right beside him, where he would be in the loop of whatever was going to happen. There was a lot more he wanted to ask him as well.<strong>"That is, unless Michael here is saying we should walk. I'm not sure I'd recommend that."</strong><br/><br/>Seeing the pocket knife Jack had, Billy looked at it then back at Jack. With a smile, he gave a nod in acknowledgement. His attention then shifted towards Elizabeth, who also offered Michael a ride in her car, so he turned to Michael.<strong>"Your call, Michael."</strong>He noticed people around them were already starting to lose it. Some were leaving, and others were too scared to do anything at all. Billy wouldn't be one of those. He had to make the best of it, finding the most productive plan of action and going for it.<br/><br/>Michael's reply, however, changed things, since his car would definitely have a microchip. The bow, a fight, not leaving a trace, why was Michael talking as if they were going to be fugitives? It was evident, at least to Billy, that Michael was nervous about something, despite acting calm.<br/><br/>Billy sighed and nodded,<strong>"Very well then. I'll go get my bow."</strong>He said and left towards his car alone. He didn't feel like he needed Jack to go along with him just to retrieve his bow. He opened the trunk of his car and went about gathering his things, including the bow case. He still thought this was a little silly, but better to be safe than sorry. Michael's predictions seemed plausible, at the very least.