<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/>Chrissa was getting increasingly edgy the longer they waited to load up the supplies. She tried to breathe deeply and keep calm, but it was hard when she was pretty certain that someone was eyeballing them. Jack's brief description of the guy who was likely in the car only made her even more edgy. She looked up at Jack, thinking he was staring at her at first, but then she realized he was probably discreetly checking out the car down the street. Smart, but that blank visor fixed in her direction made her a little uneasy.<br/><br/>She moved around the back of the truck and pulled down the tailgate for those who were loading supplies in. She had to bang on it with her fist a few times, as the latch on the right side tended to get stuck. Then she resumed keeping watch, trying not to fidget as much as she felt like she was. As much as she wanted to hurry these people along, just adding one more voice to the confusion would probably only make things worse.