(http://i1300.photobucket.com/albums/ag99/Entropic1/Samuel_zps4238af35.jpg)[/floatleft]<br/><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Samuel<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Time Square<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Quinn, Ace<br/><hr/><br/>Samuel's eyes shifted back and forth from the gun in the man's hands to the woman who had pushed his attacker away, moving back and forth between the two, listening to what they were saying. He nodded. "Yes... yes you are both more than welcome to help if you think you can. First we need to get there though. I was heading... uh... okay, its on 93rd Street... 134 East. I was heading in that direction, but... well, right now I don't recall what direction I was walking in. The guy kind of knocked my sense of direction out of me." Samuel said. He looked at the guy who had hit him, who was now walking away, and then at the ground, and then again at his surroundings. He was trying to gather his bearings, and turned himself about for a moment before finally recognizing the direction that he had been headed in previously.<br/><br/>"Alright, uh... yeah, definitely this way," Samuel said. He looked at Quinn and Ace, then back again. "I'm Samuel. Just... call me Sam though. Anyway, do either of you have any knowledge of chemistry or biology?" Samuel asked. "I mean, its not pressingly necessary, but having someone to bounce ideas off of would certainly help a lot."