<div class="floatright">(http://i60.tinypic.com/naolh.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Gracie Evans<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Fisherman's Wharf, Electronics Store, early afternoon<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Hiking boots, jeans, red checkered flannel shirt<br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>James<br/><br/>The prospect of finally moving along both excited and worried Gracie in equal measure. On one hand, she was glad to be back on her feet, and eager to get out of the store. But on the other, there was the problem of that huge zombie to deal with, bigger than any she'd ever encountered before. "Aright," the girl said, picking herself up off the ground after having gently pushed Toffee off her lap. She slung her bag on her back and picked up her bow, motioning for Toffee to join her as she followed James into the backroom.<br/><br/>When she saw James place a hand on the door, Gracie reached behind her back and pulled out an arrow, nocking it on her bow. "Sit.." she whispered, tapping Toffee's haunch with her heel as she nodded at James and drew the string back. She wasn't sure what good an arrow would do against a zombie that large, but she trusted the bow a lot more than she did her gun.