[Out of costume and just Chris for today, the seventeen-year-old is frowning down at the crude map he's been drawing of the Barge to try and find his way around and just where in the hell the library is. That, at least, sounds like a good place to hide out but he hasn't had much luck searching for it. On the flip side of his notebook is a checklist of people he recognizes, with names to watch out for underlined in furious black marker.
A lot of names are listed under black marker.
He's distracted, however, by some really creepy guy whose idea of friendliness is to send aggressive smiles at everyone who passes him.
What the hell. Who does that?!]
Dude. Somebody's going to kick your ass if you keep doing that.
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A lot of names are listed under black marker.
He's distracted, however, by some really creepy guy whose idea of friendliness is to send aggressive smiles at everyone who passes him.
What the hell. Who does that?!]
Dude. Somebody's going to kick your ass if you keep doing that.