On Death's Doorstep

[Pulse]

Lucy refused the handshake, shaking her head, "And perhaps I'd have been more accommodating if you'd knocked last night?" she glanced over at John, "Perhaps if you hadn't tried to smuggle in a fucking zombie, I'd also be nicer," she grunted, poking Kain for emphasis, turning tail and going to pack her kit.

[kain17335]

"Well if I knew you were in here I would have knocked. Now I know taking an "infected" around with me is probably a bad idea but Kyle was far from turning and I was planning on tying him up just in case.
Com'on I wont bite, well Kyle might".

[arentheawesome]

The girls were resting in the front room. Neither could sleep, so they simply sat and talked in hushed voices with each other, trying to stay calm. At the sound of voices in the other room, and sunlight seeping through cracks in the torn open trapdoor, they realized it was morning. Ichiru yawned in response to the realization, but didn't let it bother her. She was used to this, as was her sister. Now they might get to safely know the others without getting someone killed. "Good morning?" Ichiru called out, hushed as not to alert the many horrors that might be outside, her hand still holding Migaki's.

[ThatOneGuysBro]

The night was long. John got maybe two hours of sleep at the most. He could not sleep securely over the roaring inferno of gunfire and shrill hissing and growling that rang so loudly in the air. As the beast pounded against the steel bulwark that was the trap door leading to the concealed cache, John awoke abruptly, banging his head against the corner of the dark room. "Tsstss", he cried in a quiet, muffled tone, one eye squinted in pain. His glasses fell off as his head made contact with the wall. John didn't have particularly good vision, and many things were greatly blurred without the aid of his lenses. Slipping his glasses back on he only caught a glimpse of a shadow that moved in the approaching sunlight. He noticed the door was dented quite a bit. The first thought that came to him was that the cache of supplies would not serve as an adequate haven for much longer, or even another night.

Hearing Lucy's irritated tone caught his attention. He felt guilty that Kain was getting the heat for his own lie. Timid as he was, he worked up the courage to speak a few words rather meekly. "Uh... Actually, I was the one who lied about Kyle. Don't take your anger out on Kain. He had nothing to do with the matter." He shied away from eye contact in embarrassment and shame, ready to get an earful from the wanton woman.

After fessing up to Lucy, John was alerted by a morning greeting. It was Ichiru. "Hm?", a small noise escaping his lips in a rather light hearted tone. "Oh. Hey. Good morning Ich-a-ro?", he looked at Ichiru rather embarrassed. He was a slow learner, at least with names. He blushed a little as he turned his head to conceal it. In his school years John was never much of a charmer.

After a short while of fighting off the grogginess that seemed to loom about, John stood to his feet. He stretched in a cat-like manner, arms in the air, and gave an audible yawn. He spotted his gear with the rest of the supplies and pocketed the colt.45 and picked up the fire axe with both hands, giving a slothful sigh as he came back to an erect posture. He sighed again. "Well... we can't impose another night here. Plus, it looks like this place won't stay hidden much longer.", he said rather distraughtly. "Where should we head? Any ideas?", he posed in the temporary silence. "Maybe the Pharmacy? I think I remember there being one not far from here. Maybe we can find some of those pills." His glasses fell down his nose slightly. He picked them up by the left arm and adjusted them, pulling them back up his nose.

[duskskully]

Kyle got up after his long sleep broken and wounded like a rag doll, hoping that his wound could be stitched up. He then started to talk to himself,"Damn I got to get a move on and find the others, and the first thing I'm going to do is punch that bitch that sent me out here in the first place." Kyle then decided to head out into the sun light with cricket bat in right hand ready to fight, making his way back to the trapdoor.

[kain17335]

"Hmm, not a bad idea. We should get there quickly, however, and clear it out."
Kain then started ascending to the trapdoor, suddenly turning to Lucy.
"You wanna come with? We could always use the extra hand?"
As Kain came out of the basement, he was buffeted by the sudden blinding sunlight.
"Tis' gunna be a glorious day."
Kain pulled out his machete and readied himself for anything that would come.

[duskskully]

Kyle then walked over top of the trap door and prepared to knock, only to be greeted by Kain who made his way up into the world with him. Kyle then said,"Hey are you guys just waking up? How lazy." Kyle then chuckled as he prepared to go down.

[Pulse]

Lucy sighed, assessing the rather...unique situation she had found herself in: too little food to last out on, ammunition supplies uncomfortably low, and a psychotic half-zombie prowling around the area. "I believe it would be best we stick together, for the time being, yes." Lucy muttered with some hint of reluctance, herding what few supplies she had into her rucksack. It would be good to get out of that sodding basement, given that some inconsiderate fool had dropped a semi-lethal bioweapon during the night. And as much as she would prefer solitude, she'd be much safer in a group than wandering a dead city alone. Then, somewhat unexpectedly, the man from last night - Kyle stumbled through the cellar's hatch, a surly look on his face. Shit, shit, shit. She should've expected him to return, feeble as he was. 'Looks like a bulldog chewing on a wasp,' she considered, hand automatically drawn to her hip where her wrench and gun were fastened beneath her belt. An ugly, makeshift method, though it would undoubtedly prove useful in the days to come. Wordlessly, Lucy turned to face Kyle, determined to keep the situation under control. "You didn't hear me the last time? Half-mad humans with a love for the culinary delights of brains aren't welcome here, no matter what twisted words you may spout. Leave!"

[duskskully]

Kyle laughed as he heard the words from her mouth, he that said,"Listen girlie I can't hear you well with your head up your ass, plus I need some food that humans eat you hear me hum mans." Kyle chuck;ed yet again as he gathered food to eat.

[Pulse]

More than a little rudely, Kyle barged Lucy aside, taking whatever his bloodied hands could grasp. Selfish bastard. Lucy grit her teeth, resisting the urge. A typical fucking male. Having had enough of Kyle's behavior, Lucy drew her Walther out in one move, the snout pointing directly at Kyle's head. "Stay the fuck away from those supplies! Leave this place, or I'll be treating you just like I would any other monstrosity out there!"

[duskskully]

Kyle sighed and said,"Listen, if I was a monster I would be dead by now because you see I would have killed myself before I turned." Kyle said as he reached the ladder. Kyle then turned to the girl and told her something that he been wanting to say,"Listen I can tell you lost something from this shit as well, me I lost my girlfriend I'm trying to find her before they do, so as a human until I changed I will not let a single bastard touch any of you guys even if it means death for me, you do understand leadership right?" Kyle then waited before he went up the ladder.

[Pulse]

Lucy wasn't moved by this exchange of words, and she'd be damned if she'd be go against ultimatums she'd only just declared. "Everyone's lost something you fool, it's a bloody apocalypse! My entire life, gone in the blink of an eye!" Lucy was ranting now, her free arm gesturing wildly at random specks of paint as she attempted to explain the situation to this fraud of a man, this zombie in human's clothing. And he wasn't listening, selfishly preoccupied with stealing whatever he could without a single thought for the others. Bastard. "And now you march in like you own the place, sowing the seeds of disaster for your fellow 'survivors'. And my order still stands: leave this sanctuary. Now." Lucy growled, the click of the safety trigger as it disengaged audible to all.

[duskskully]

Kyle sighed and said,"I'm leaving this place but, I'm going to be traveling with my friends, I also need something to eat, and now I hope to see you up top with the others." Kyle then began to climb the ladder to the top and joined the others.

[Pulse]

"Pathetic." Lucy spat, finger tightening on the trigger somewhat, "You're threatening the safety of the others with your misguided attempts to save yourself from a death already assured!" Looking about at the now-ravaged supplies assembled in Kyle's intact arm, some of them already dropped in his lenience. Lucy sighed. Despite the definite air of imperiousness that'd been hovering about her for some time, she'd really been trying to defuse the situation, keep the bloodshed far away from her already wrecked vest. "People...any objections to this rather sudden problem solver going into effect?" Silence from everyone else, their expressions utterly blank; preferring to not draw the attention of a riled-up dominatrix girl with a gun. "No one? Very well." Stepping back somewhat, Lucy took aim at Kyle's head. This was a necessary evil, she would tell herself in later days, for the sake of survival and keeping the team undivided. In the last millisecond, Kyle turned to face her, the look on his face as of thunder. Too late. The triggered had already been draw in, a round fired. Time seemed to slow down as the round drifted into Kyle's head, disassembling it in an instant. The gore had now splattered the walls, a thousand shades of red, as much a child's painting as anything.

"Well, that's that then," Lucy quipped, her voice lined with forced cheer, "Who wants his stuff?"

[arentheawesome]

"No, DON--" Migaki shouted, but it was too late. Her words were cut off by the gunshot, and brains spattering against the wall. She cringed, and gripped her bag. "Shit." She wasn't one to swear often. She knew they had to get out of there. And fucking fast.
Ichiru, on the other hand, was wide eyed and awestruck. Did that woman just kill the infected guy? Without breaking a sweat? HELL YEAH. Time to get to know her. She stood and said, "Uh, I don't think we should touch it. Covered in his blood and all, I doubt it will /repel/ the zombies." She looked Lucy up and down. She didn't look half bad. She ignored John. Migaki, on the other hand, didn't.
"It's like "Eech-ee-roo" she said, smiling briefly at him, but then returning to the matter at hand. "What were you thinking? Now they're going to smell us!" she hissed, panicked.