[[If this is a bit too weird, I’ll change it.]]

She nodded approvingly at Ebony, kicking the base of the washing machine to bring Dominic to awareness. “One two lift.” Her fingers gripped onto the thick frame that encircled the rim of the machine. The weight was scarcely bearable, the pain almost as if it was pulling her arms out of their sockets. “F*ck Dom, give us some help.” The load increased as the four of them slowing hauled it up the stairs, one by one. On the third cement stair from the top, a faint eerie grating sound joined in their heavy breathing. Immediately she eyed the wooden door above them. The scratching began to amplify, her heart thudding louder and louder. “It’s them,” she whispered in a barely audible tone, trying to get the words out. Silence fell over them, only the whistle of the wind finding their ears. “Wait.”

Releasing her hands from their grasp, she swiftly slid over the railing, dropping her body onto the basement floor. In one motion, she seized two knives, keeping one between her teeth whilst she resumed her position holding up the washing machine. With on hand free, she offered it to either of the three. Both her hands trembled with anticipation, preparing herself to possibly face an unknown number of black eyed beasts. Lijlina's fear lay in history of the creatures. If it was possible for them to control themselves or to heal the infection, then to kill one was murder. Murder an innocent man or woman with the right to live.


[[I’m awfully sorry ‘bout not replying for a while. I’ve had a few parties and barbeques on since it was Australia Day. Anyhow, I’ve just watched Underworld and Underworld Evolution and I’m in this vampire/horror/slaying mood. Don’t you just hate it when movies and songs have that effect on you? So I guess I’m saying sorry about bringing the infected into the scene, it needed something to spice it though, eh?]]

*Edited. Hope thats better, tell me if not.

((Sorry to sound rude, but there was a little too much GMing there =). Ebony hasn't let go of the washing machine, because she wants to keep it against the door so that she can hopefully have a little rest.))

[[ooc: Geese. I'll change it. Which part was I playing God too much? My eyes see handing one to Ebony, but my intentions were that Lijlina was offering it to her. Either that or reaching it out to someone who wanted it. My post looks abit weird to me now as well, since I'm not in that mood any more but I'd love for you to specify what bothers you the most. And no, you didn't sound rude.]]

((OOC)) Hopefully this is ok, since Nova got kinda lost awhile back...if not I'll change it.

(( Oh my goodness, I totally forgot about this rp, could I possible be hiding in a house somewhere and bump into you guys? ))

((Well considering a group has locked themselves into the basement, seems highly unlikely. =D Sorry for the terrible post, I'm tired.))

The sun’s luminosity slowly dimmed until the light completely faded. The once glimmering water across the bay now vanished, replaced with the cold hard bricks that made up the basement’s walls. His trance left his mind again, a loud metallic ring forcing his eyes to open and force him back into reality. “F*ck Dom, give us some help.” Rubbing his eyes and dropping his blanket beside the small bed Ebony had made, he grumbled at the commandment in her voice.

“Yea, alright.”

He took hold of its base and began to walk backwards, towards the stairs. As they hauled the machine up the steep flight of steps his thoughts wandered over to the note pad and pen he had written on when he’d first seen one of the creatures. Had he shoved it in his pocket? If he gets through this and survives, there’s no doubt that he would write an article about it. Maybe he’d get some comments from the survivors down here for witness comments once they release the bulky object from their hands. Was he sounding too optimistic? Was it right to even consider what to do if this clears up? Anyone who knew Dominic knew that he was a true pessimist at heart, hiding it within him.

His eyes flashed up at Lijlina who seemed to be somewhat tense, whispering about something. Within seconds she had thrown herself down onto the cement slab then return with two dangers. “Sh*t Lina, what’s with you? There isn’t need for those yet.” He took the blades off her, furrowing his eyebrows with annoyance. No longer did he need her answer as his ears found the voice behind the door. Ebony responded as they heaved it down, he felt some relief though nothing could calm him completely until the situation changed. He took Ebony’s tender hand into his own and pulled her gently down the stairs, letting it drop once he settled back to where they left their blankets. “I’ll assume the role of guard for tonight, do you want to join me?” Dominic placed the knives down carefully, his eyes still locked with Ebony’s.

[[I'll post my text in a little while, I'm on a downloading spree! Am I the only one who can't edit their text as in bold or italics?]]