"Just a quick job, Jynx," she muttered to herself, hand pressed to her heavily bleeding shoulder. "Shouldn't be a problem, he says. Nothing too strenuous for someone like you, he says. Easy as winking, he says."
She scowled, leaning heavily back against the wall she was currently hiding in an alcove of. "Easy my ass." She peered out into the corridor. It seemed clear, but then that's what she'd thought before some- some freak-ass zombie thing attacked her, practically taking her arm off.
Oh, quit your whining, a deep, rasping voice said in the back of her mind. Her scowl deepened.
"Easy for you to say," she hissed, "you're not the one getting mauled over some stupid trinket-"
Footsteps. She heard footsteps. Snapping her mouth closed, she pressed back against the wall, hiding herself in the shadows.