<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, mid-morning.<br/><strong>Attire</strong>: Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding<br/><strong>Tagged</strong>: Daniel Bruce, Gracie Evans<br/><br/>"I don't think the parking garage is a place we should go for supplies. I did actually lead a small horde there." James said, "Going there is just risky, but we could always keep it as an backup should the other location fall through."<br/><br/>He looked at Gracie, then to Bruce, before giving Toffee a scratch under his chin. "We should take care of the transportation and food for us first. And while I'm certain dog food is edible to humans, so far I have not had to resort to eating it, and I don't want to start today." he said, his tone soft, "So I suggest going to the hit the stores over at the parking lot. You know, the one we came by when we drove back from the Wharf."