[d20 Modern] RESIDENT EVIL: Damnation [PG -17]

[mistergone]

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Yuri meets Amisha's eyes for a breif moment as they both touch the cool metal of the weapon.

"All yours, sweets," but he doesn't smile anymore. Instead, his eyes fall to her tended but still burning wounds, and the smeared blood on her uniform. He frowns a little. "I don't know what I'd do with such a big gun, anyways."

Faint howling echoes from the outside...sounding closer this time around than before.

Sh*t... there's more of them out there... sounds like a lot more...

"Change of plans. Everyone not going upstairs, come with me. Now!" He turns once again the the door and opens it wide. Thrusting the candle before him, he peers beyond the doorway. "Hustle, people. Double time!"

Please please no monsters. Big money. No whammies.

Taking a breath, Yuri steps through the doorway.

 

[Festy_Dog]

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Isaac heaves himself onto his feet and makes for the newly opened door.

Fun, fun, fun, more dogs, meaning more acid. I'll brave it in the next room.

As Isaac goes he tosses the three shotgun shells to Amisha.

"Don't lose it now, I spent a lot of money on that gun," he says with a smile, "Come along Miss Amelia, it appears this room is no longer safe."

 

[Fanog]

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Michael´s conversation with Amelia is interrupted by the sound from outside. He looks at the door and windows, and suddenly realizes the danger...

More of them... Could they jump in, through the windows? --Well, they could bite while mauled and they continue to rip my arm apart even now, minutes after they dropped. So, yes they probably can. Damnit...

Michael hollers up to Carlson: "Sergeant Sir, the windows! We may get company from more of those dogs pretty soon. Please watch your back."

Five of us here. The medic, the techie, and three civilians, two of which are pretty wounded. We may be in for a very tough ride, better be prepared... "Yes Sir, I've got rear!", Michael sharply responds to the corporal's commands.

He moves himself in between the window and the others, facing the dark outside. One arm is outstretched to his right and behind him, covering the three civilians between him and the corporal. The other hand holds the torch high, lighting his own reflection in the window. He bites his teeth together and flashes a determined look at the private outside, listening for the inevitable next howl.

Well, here we go. --Was it wise to retreat back to the next room, where we might be split off from the others? What if those dogs go for the stairs and overrun those there? Well, I warned the Sergeant, the three of them should be able to take care of those dogs, and we´ve got the civilians to take care of. Maybe retreating for the moment is indeed a good idea. Let´s see if we get that far.

Michael slowly walks backwards to the door, making sure that all the others stay behind him. While walking, he tries to prepare himself for a hail of glass shards and a new assault to defend from.

 

[Velenne]

1st Floor – Entrance Hall
Clairemont Mansion

Having a gun again revitalizes Amisha. She forgets her wounds and the fumbling way she handled the dog on the doorsteps..

"I don't know what I'd do with such a big gun, anyways."

"Ya, I hear you have that problem...sweets," she says with a wink, standing and grabbing the ammunition out of the air simultaneously. Taking care to avoid the bloody smear, she hustles back up the stairs to catch up with Sarge and Moreno as she pockets the three shells.

 

[Keia]

1st Floor – 2nd Floor Stair Hall
Clairemont Mansion

How in the heck do you try and identify a body like that? And what could do something like that to a person? Anders thought. Eyes trying to pierce the gloom, Anders ascended the stairs to the side of corpse and looked around before examining the corpse more closely. The ‘On the job’ detachment from emotions and feeling was threatening to become a full reality as each atrocity became worse than the last. Anders needed his emotions, his ties to his team – his friends - to keep from ending up as many others in special forces.

Male, Female? Clothes, Shoes? Identifying markings? How recent? Anders started simple to himself. Thinking back to when Maria almost searched the second floor – this could have been her.

“Moreno, this doesn’t look good up here – but bring the light anyway.” Anders called. When she arrived, he poked it with the table leg, just to be certain it was dead.

 

[KitanaVorr]

Clairemont Mansion

1st Floor – Entrance Hall

Michael, Amelia, Jacqueline

As all of you stand there staring outside, the flame from the light making even shadows seem to dance and leap out at you. The howling grows lounder mixed in with more and more. Whatever was out there seem to be getting more company.

1st Floor – Reception Room

Isaac, Yuri

The light from Yuri's candle illuminates only half the room. From what you both can see it was a beautiful room with couches and elegantly crafted endtables on one side, the right side with the large front windows and billowing curtains. On your left side you can see the faint outlines of a large heavy armoire. You think you see a two doors near the other end but you can't really tell unless you move deeper into the room.

Neither of you can hear anything other than your own breathing.

2nd Floor – Stair Hall

Amisha Patel

As you hurry to catch up to your sargeant, the light from Maria's torch brings the whole gruesome scene into view and although you had not eaten anything, the sight made you want to retch.

Anders, Maria

The toe against the body makes a rather disgusting squishing sound. From what you both can see with more light, whoever it had been died relatively quickly...at least you hope so. It looks possibly male, but the amount of rending that went into the body makes it barely look even human anymore. Flesh is everwhere, strewn about the floor like little plump pieces of pink confetti.

The smell of fresh blood invades your nostrils and rather oddly to your own disgust reminds you that none of you had eaten recently.

Beyond the body you can see the darkness of a hallway leading left and right. In the stair well, nothing but paintings of idlyllic landscapes hangs on the walls...almost as if the whole house mocks your predicament.

 

[Festy_Dog]

1st Floor – Reception Room
Clairemont Mansion

Well, someone's gotta go first.

Isaac slowly walks into the room, analysing everything around him for signs of the living or dead being present.

"Lets hope we don't need my gun," he says to Yuri.

 

[The Forsaken One]

With a thump the door closes behind Yuri and Isaac, a bit startled by the sound in the silent and dark room they turn around and see Amelia leaning against it. Just looking over her shoulder while trying not to make too much noise as she closes it.

"Well I'm not staying in there alone... I'm comming with you Isaac if you don't mind. And I would't mind being with you as well Yuri, heh."

The facial expression of the young blonde is far from clear in the twilight of the room but her voice clearly gives away that she probably has one of those pretty smiles adorning her face.

 

[loxmyth]

1st Floor – Reception Room
Clairemont Mansion

Not ready to tangle with the dogs and whatever else is out there, Jacqueline starts to follow after Yuri, and is a bit annoyed when the blonde woman closes the door behind her. Annoyed, she twists the doorknob and shoulders it open, making sure that Michael gets through as well.

The softness of her voice hides most of her annoyance, but it has just a bit more of an edge than it should, otherwise. "Hey don't start the party without us. More than enough cake to go around."

 

[mistergone]

1st Floor – Reception Room
Clairemont Mansion

Yuri watches to debacle at the door for only a moment. In the flickering candle light, his face looks pale and hollow. And grim.

"Everybody in, and make sure that door is secure behind us, Smith." he moves into the center of the room and holds the candle a little higher and casts his gaze around. "Stay away from those windows, whatever you do, that goes for everyone. Keep your eyes open, and be on the lookout for anything that might help us out here."

Great... more windows... hope those things don't have as good of senses as regular dogs... maybe the corpse outside will keep them occupied after all... maybe I'll sprout wings and fly out of here...

He moves over to the armoire and holds the light near it, looking to see how it opens. Any chance this is a really fancy gun cabinet? Please? Or how about a big medicine cabinet? Anything but packed full of monsters. He almost smiles at his own inner pleading.

"We're not stayin' here long, so make a quick search and then be ready to move out. You got that door secured Smith?"

He then tried to open the armoire.