<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/5/5c/Cool-blond-highlights.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Daniel "Blaze" Bruce</div><div class="spoiler_body">https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=210710.msg10584868#msg10584868</div></div><br/><strong>Location/Time: </strong>Street outside the Apartment Complex, Sunrise<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Chocolate brown t-shirt, blue jeans, boots, tool belt.<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>James Greene<br/><br/>Daniel pulled his '67 Mustang smoothly down the road as the sun was rising, scanning the street for shamblers.  He puffed on a Marlboro.  “Always so much to do,” Danial grumbled as he pulled up to the apartment where he'd lived and worked in the months before the outbreak.<br/><br/>Parking but not killing the motor, Daniel eyed he the complex quietly.  “Wonder if anyone survived."<br/><br/>At the start of the plague, Daniel and thrown a lot of his stuff into his car and started down towards L.A. To check on his family and some old friends.  There'd still been a lot of rioting then and his car had been in need of some work.  He wound up holing up in a classic car shop he knew, scavenging parts and putting his Mustang into top working order.<br/><br/>Now he'd given up on heading into L.A.  Not sure what to do next, Daniel had come home.<br/><br/>Finding the lawn clear—for now, he killed the car, pocketed the keys, and grabbed a pack full of supplies.  He flicked the burning-out Marlboro out onto the street and started inside at a brisk walk.  He had a backpack on, and a plumber's belt full of tools including a crowbar and a<em>big</em>pipe wrench.