<div class="floatright">(https://lh5.googleusercontent.com/-1G10lPtszSo/U-iaeTXOudI/AAAAAAAAAjU/VIDCAig_Muk/w259-h194-no/index.jpg)</div><strong>Character</strong>: James Greene<br/><strong>Location/Time</strong>: Outside Gracie's Apartment, morning<br/><strong>Attire</strong>: Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Daniel Bruce<br/><br/>He did catch the reach for the wrench, which was fortunate in some way, as it was less dangerous than a bullet. Which would give Gracie a fighting chance should this guy be up to no good.<br/><br/>"Your apartment, huh ?" he asked, disbelief dripping from his voice, "Well then, 'neighbour' why don't you show me."<br/><br/>James realized that he was moving a tad bit to the hostile side, so he gave the other man a winsome smile. "And while you do, where did you get that car ? Is it pre-apocalypse ?" he asked, shifting into something like small talk with the stranger, not only in tone, but also expression. James was alert, but his hostility had gone. For the moment.