<div class="floatright">(http://i62.tinypic.com/27zasyu.png)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gracie Evans<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Fisherman's wharf, early afternoon<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Hiking boots, jeans, flannel shirt<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Self<br/><br/>Upon seeing the mass of walking corpses in the distance, Gracie puffed out her cheeks and let out a huff. She didn't really expect to see anything else, but deep down in some corner of her mind there had always been the hope that things would be better than they actually turned out. "I guess that's why they say hope for the best, and prepare for the worse, huh?" The blonde said, turning to Toffee. Pulling up by the sidewalk, Gracie killed the engine of the car and took stock of the situation. She very briefly considered turning the car around and just heading for home, but quickly dismissed the notion. No, that would have been too easy. Besides, the number of infected around probably meant that not so many people would attempt to raid the area, meaning a better chance at finding food and supplies, things that she desperately needed.<br/><br/>Making up her mind up to try and sneak into one of the restaurants through the back, Gracie grabbed her bag and emptied it to make more room for the things she'd find, taking with her only what was necessary. She slung her small quiver of arrows on her back along with her bag, before loading the gun she found and tucking it in the back of her jeans, hoping that she wouldn't have to use it. "Alright. Wish me luck!" She chirped, trying to sound optimistic as she scratched Toffee between the ears and left the safety of the car, only for the dog to start going crazy the moment she did, pawing at the window and whining.<br/><br/><em>Of course.</em>Gracie sighed. She'd found Toffee abandoned in a car, and his anxiety was understandable. The girl unlocked the car and let him out the side rubbing his neck to try and get him into a calmer state. "You can come, but you gotta be quiet alright? And stay close to me." Gracie said, leaning in close to the dog. "Come on then," she added, starting down towards the maze of alleyways that ran behind the shops with her bow in hand.