<div class="floatright">(http://imageshack.com/a/img674/5922/VIe3Hv.jpg)</div><strong>Character:</strong>Rose O'Phelan<br/><strong>Location/Time:</strong>Gary Danko restaurant, Fisherman's Wharf.  Early morning.<br/><strong>Attire:</strong>Steel blue tank top under over-sized dark gray T-shirt, dark jeans, brown North Face women's Storm Mid boots, backpack.<br/><br/><strong>Tagged:</strong>Mark (aka Rich Han), Open.<br/><br/>When Mark had a change of mind about leaving through the front, Rose nodded and followed him back into the kitchen.  "Either way is fine by me," she said quietly.  The small metal candlestick was held at the ready, in case she needed to distract or misdirect some zombies.  Which brought to mind the thought of making or looking for a slingshot at a store; that would give her better range and it's not like small bits of debris were hard to find.<br/><br/>She stayed close to Mark without crowding him in case he had to retreat back inside quickly, and kept an eye on the room behind them just in case something or someone came in.  Zombies they'd probably easily hear coming through the debris - they didn't care about stealth.  But, there were unpleasant non-undead people in the world too and Rose would prefer some advance warning.