Becca stood up and looked to the source of the crunch and just sighed, taking a drag off of her cigar and flicking the remainder off of the edge of the roof.<span style="color: indigo"> "Oh, <b>really</b>? You have just got to be fucking <b>kidding</b> me!" </span>She cursed loudly.<span style="color: indigo"> "So much for a happy home. Duos grab the gear, looks like we're being evicted."</span>She began to gather up her clips and supplies still grumbling about the good old days when people only had to die once and they did not jump off of the fucking roof of a fucking casino in the hopes of an easy fucking meal.<br/><br/>Once everything was gathered up, she moved to the fire escape and checked the area below thoroughly for zombies.<span style="color: indigo"> "What fun? I remember thinking the people on the ground were stupid, and I guess we're stupid now." </span>She smiled at Duos.<span style="color: indigo">"Well if you can't beat 'em, join 'em, right?" </span>With that she slid down the fire escape and the second her feet touch pavement she drew two pistols with extended clips and scanned around for any threats while covering Duos' decent.<div class="messageTextEndMarker"> </div>