<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>: Apartment Complex, morning<br/><strong>Attire</strong>: Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Daniel Bruce, Gracie Evans<br/><br/>He kept his hands to himself, and put his mind to other tasks, looking thoughtful for a moment. "It is a pretty long trip." he said to her as he went over the numbers in his head, "We'll need food and water, at least for a couple of days. And probably some camping gear..."<br/><br/>James did glance at her carefully from behind the mask of thoughtfulness, at least part of him did. Was he really getting that desperate. Because what he just did, even gave himself the creeps. Well, a little.<br/><br/>"I actually did own a store in sporting good, that also held camping goods. That is before the divorce." he said and chuckled, "Before the zombie apocalypse even... we may actually be good off going there. And perhaps hit a car dealership ... if we can find a good Asian family car. They got lots of room and good fuel economy... or so my ex told me ..."