<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>Fisherman's Wharf, early afternoon<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Running shoes, shorts, jersey, padding, duffelbag with the rest of his belongings (assortment of batteries and maglite).<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Gracie, Toffee<br/><br/>"People can be assholes, no amount of shamblers is going to change that." he said to her and then smiled warmly at her, "And I can see why a pretty girl like you is having a bit more of an issue with this, but you need to look into the future. And yes, there is going to be one."<br/><br/>He nodded for a moment as he put the duffel bag over his shoulder and looked at her seriously. "If you want, I can use backup for the raiding of those apartments." he said to her, "I'm not that good at 'quietly' opening doors. And well, as you may have noticed, I'm not armed."<br/>