When the door flung open, Zap didn't notice until Scott spoke. He shouted their names and mentioned Mars. Oh hell. She was on her side, currently, and rolled over away from Edana to put some distance between them. She let loose with a shock that was harder than any before, hoping to keep her roommate down this time. She aimed and hit her legs. Purple-blue static fizzled around the other woman's torn pajamas.
She crawled on her stomach back toward the doorway and tried to keep her feet clear of Hellcat's reach. Once she was out of range, Zap began attempting to catch her breath. She was having no part of being mid-battle when Ronan arrived. This scuffle wasn't worth his brand of whoopass. To hell with that noise. She was looking at two pairs of feet now. Scott's and Will's. Her eyelids felt heavy and she knew she was bleeding from the face, if not other places. Her bra was ripped up and Eddie's clothes were torn to shreds from her morph and from their brawl.
After a few moments, she turned around to see if Eddie still had fight in her. Well, of course she did, but was she willing to use it? When she brought her focus back around to the door, she turned her head to the side and waited for whatever would be said or done. They were way over the line and she knew it. Her cheek fell against the carpeted floor and her matted hair fell into her face. Well. That had been stupid.