[color=ed1c24][i]Well, there goes one[/i][/color] Eve mused, snatching a pair of steak knives off the table. Why there were steak knives when she couldn't see any steak was a mystery to her, but not one she was going to question right then. She briefly debated putting her back against a wall, so as no to have anything attack her from behind, but that would feel too much like getting cornered. Scowling at Zo's comment she turned to Charles, [color=ed1c24]"Can you tell where they are?"[/color] she asked, eyeing the doors with apprehension. [color=ed1c24]"You said you could keep track of [i]us[/i], so does that cover the zombies as well?"[/color] It took her another few seconds for something to click. She'd been thinking about the best way to go about this as a team, but they weren't a team, not yet, and not for this apparently, not if this was a competition. Pinching the bridge of her nose for a second, Eve exhaled, trying to decide if the kitchen was likely to have better equipment for zombie bashing.

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