<div class="floatleft">(http://i1364.photobucket.com/albums/r740/Lemon__Lime/fd52a781-c3dc-471e-8335-29f5519cc120_zps6f9a9080.jpg)</div><br/><strong>Name:</strong>Corina<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Hotel - near Time Square<br/><strong>Tag:</strong>Liam<br/><hr/><br/>She gave him a blank looked when he asked her if she was okay. From the little tumble they took she was fine and she just nodded her head but in general, nothing was okay.<br/>"None of us are okay... you don't know? It was just announced..."<br/>Corina couldn't find the words. How did you describe massive world wide death? Just call it the apocalypse and smile? She grabbed his arm and quickly opened the door to her room and hurriedly began fiddling with the tv remote trying to find a news channel that was still working. There was a loop of a video explaining what was happening and she looked at the workman and just pointed to the television. The other worker had followed them in and she just stood there a moment letting reality sink in for them as well.<br/>"Sorry to be so aggressive, I didn't think there was a better way for me to explain it."<br/><br/>She stood there in her swim suit and towel and then began going through her backpack, It was mostly used as a brief case but not anymore. She took all her files, papers, anything non-essential and began just tossing it onto the bed. There was no point anymore. and if by some miracle, or act of God they were saved she could come back and get it, if she cared to at all. She left her computer and started packing things into her bag, refillable water bottle with water, some protein bars, swiss army knife, an extra shirt, she wasn't just going to sit in her hotel and do nothing. Maybe she could find a colleague that would know what to do? Find someone that could figure out how to "fix this", but the realistic side of her was telling her that the chances were slim. If there was a chance to reverse this nightmare, millions of people would die before then, possibly the very people needed to help.<br/><br/>Letting the men watch the horrifying news she ran into the bathroom, changed quickly into a t-shirt, jeans, and zip up hoodie she came back out and began pulling on socks and sneakers, just trying to think of something to do in this situation. Or at least something to say. Would the phones still be working? She threw her cell phone in her back pack regardless in case they were a long with some lip balm. Her eyes went to the maintenance man she had tackled and she gave a soft sigh.<br/>"I'm Corina by the way... not that pleasantries really matter at a time like this."<br/><br/>She ran her fingers through her still damp red hair as her brain ran at a mile a minute trying to think of SOMETHING to do.<br/><br/>