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Maxine blinked, an almost incredulous expression forming on her face as both the possible [i]bandits[/i] told her to put her weapon down! One had a bloody katana and the other had his gun semi-raised! [color=8882be]"Why, so that you and mister Gun-Man over there can kill me?"[/color] Maxine quipped, her grip on the knife tightening. 

It was probably not the best idea to be commenting to two unknown men, who could both potenially kill her without her being able to defend herself, but there was no way in hell was she letting two people take her down without a fight. Maxine didn't trust easily, it was one of the cruel things one had to learn when the world goes to hell. During the first few months of the apocalypse, she had lost the one group she had stuck around with, cruelly killed by bandits while she had been out on a supply run.

Maxine was ready to go down kicking and screaming any moment, ready to bring her murderers down with her.

At least the damn zombies would be good for something for once.