"...Staff Sergeant Isanya Mackenzie, call me Mac or Isanya. Come on, there's a bunch of loonatics and stuff in the store, but at least they're still alive. I'm not entirely sure of the situation in the building, but apparently the place is pretty well sealed off. The clerk I worked with when dealing with the front entrace got scratched or something by one of those things out there and turned into one, so apparently biting isn't the only way to get infected...or whatever." Brushing some red hair out of her face, green eyes noted the fit physique of the man in front of her, taking note also of weak points she could expose if he turned out to be an idiot, then headed for the door into the Walmart itself.<br/><br/>"We should get to the PA system, I think it's upstairs....let everyone know to gather in the camping section. It's a better area to assemble a decent defense if the barricades in front of the doors and such give way." Used to taking command, her words didn't really offer any other way around, beyond just following her or going off on his own. She was open to other ideas though and added belatedly "Unless you have a better idea for this....? We might have to get someone else to help out, but so far's I've seen it's only lunatics and the strange in here at this time of night apparently." To say she wasn't used to speaking to a person like they were either equals or superiors was an understatement.