<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/>"So you're maintenance, huh ?" he asked and frowned at the guy again. There was no real way to check this, but it was plausible. About as plausible as James himself being the owner of the store he had worked in. "I'm James Greene." he said, his tone like someone who expected you to know the name, "And you better prepare for zombies coming after the noise of that engine. If I could hear it on the other block, then the shamblers sure have as well."<br/><br/>James turned away back to the hallways and grinned for a moment. "I'm bunking over at apartment 308." he said calmly, "With the Gracie girl." He was glancing into the hallways to make sure that zombies weren't showing up already.