"How fun. The last woman I heard with a set of lungs like that... well actually I'm pretty sure it was in a movie- an inappropriate one at that. But that's besides the point." Cynthia remarked as she moved to stroke aside a loose bang; dark eyes making a keep to watch the environment around them. "How lovely... but the base sounds promising, I mean nothing bad could come out of it, right? Completely safe and secure, just like the movies."
Sarcasm was a talent.
Swinging her pipe around at her side, she gave into a soft stretch and watched as a few more shadows began to move around them. Then again, what were they expecting? They were standing in the middle of the road like this was the safest place to be; like no one in the whole world could see. Well, that is if anyone else alive still existed in the world. Oh who was she kidding? This kind of outbreak was probably small-scale, only isolated in this kind of town; in which case, the government would soon be here to bomb them free of this undead, lifeless misery.
She was honestly having fun with it.
After all, what other time permitted her to run down the street with a pipe whose sole purpose was to beat in people's skulls in?
... okay there was that one time, but she had too much to drink and it didn't count.
"Well then, let's go, after all I'm in it for the kicks and giggles anyways."
