LJ-SEC: (ORIGINALLY POSTED BY inventions)

who: Harrison and (open)
where: Burnham, downtown area.
what: Harrison Brown comes to town.
notes: Uh, hi. It's Kristin. I just got here.


Normally, Harrison avoided cities. He liked towns, or little patches of rural area with tumbleweeds. Those were generally preferred, but something about Burnham had pulled him in. Maybe it was the way it smelled, which was a far sight better than how he probably smelled when he wandered into city limits, following the streets toward the downtown area. The city smelled pretty good. Harrison would know, he had a very good nose.

He looked homeless. Well, technically he was homeless, but he hated to look the part as well. His shoes were worn through, his big toe almost poking out through a hole in the black and white Converse sneakers. He had a plain white t-shirt on, and it was nearly as dirty and damaged as his shoes were. The jeans looked all right - torn knees were still in fashion, right? he hoped so - but his hair was... well, he just looked a mess. He tried not to feel out of place as he walked; people weren't really his strong suit.