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"How about you don't shoot me, and I wont tear the flesh from your limbs?" Rose sneered, a rather devious grin on her face. The undead femme fatale flicked her tail, more amused than frightened as the apocalypse hardened male held his shotgun aimed at her head. "What makes you so sure I wont blast that head off you first?" Francis shot back, ready to pull the trigger of his shotgun at any second.

"I'm much craftier than I look, love." Rose flashed him another grin, a shine catching the low light of the basement. A small syringe filled with a translucent liquid balanced neatly on the tip of her tail. It was frightening to think how she could have been so sly as to get it there without him noticing. "Besides, you're in the wrong territory to be threatening a zombie." She hissed out the one word that made the male cringe. It was then he remembered what else lived in this horrid place. If that weren't enough, he knew he wasn't willing to find out what was in that little syringe of hers. "I hate zombies."

Francis wondered how he had gotten himself in this situation. How could he have been so stupid? To get himself stuck down here alone in this horrid place with all these god damn vampires... Even in his mind he had expected Bill's voice to ring out at him that they were zombies. He knew the only way he'd be getting out of this alive was to listen to the stupid b***h who was grinning down the barrel of his shotgun. With a spiteful grunt he threw back the gun and clipped it back to his belt.

"That's a good boy~" Rose sang out, expertly tossing the syringe up and catching it neatly in her paw, slipping it into her front pocket. "Now what's say we go on a little adventure~ I'm positively dying to see what sorts of things are down there waiting to rip at you and make you bleed~" She cackled, shoving the male down the darker path.

Francis paused as they came to the fork, taking a good look down both pathway before starting towards the warmer of the two. It was then he felt a sharp tug on his tail. "AH. The hell is wrong with you, b***h?" Francis shot at the offending female. Rose simply grinned at him. "You didn't think I'd make this fun for you did you?" She grinned, flicking the tip of her stained tail. "Now pretty boy, why don't you and your gun head to the left?" She coo'd, motioning down the darker of the two paths.

"And why should I listen to you?" The male grinned in a cocky manner, challenging her authority. "We're not in that bloody basement anymore. You don't outnumber me now." He continued to grin, thinking he had the upper hand. He reached back instinctively for his gun, but it wasn't a second later that Francis found himself pinned up against a wall, Rose's paw digging sharply into his throat, blocking off his airways. Francis struggled against her, but it was no use. He was choking. "Now now, love. I thought we already agreed that this was going to go down my way~ The only way out from this early is if you die." Rose drew her face in close to his, grinning as his flesh turned a shade of purple under his fur. "And I'm more than happy to oblige should you find that to be a better option." She sang, letting go of him just as his vision began to blur to black.

The male dropped to the floor with a thud, slumping against the wall. He stirred slightly as his vision came back and blood rushed though him and into his brain again. Rose simply motioned to the path on the left, and after a moment of regaining function to his body, Francis grumbled and headed reluctantly down the left path, Rose following in tow.

Francis crept slowly into the next room, keeping half his mind on what was ahead and half his mind on the monster behind him. A small shove told him she was getting impatient with is caution. He grunted in rebut and made his way in after one last quick scan of the room. The fem behind him sauntered in, as if she was peacefully at home in this sort of place. She felt repose in the lack of lighting and eerie surroundings. "You know, I could make good use of a place like this~" She sang as she worked her way around the walls.

"For what? Eating the brains of your victims?" Francis stared at her through furrowed brows. "Don't be silly, boy. Eating brains is so cliche~" Rose gave a chuckle. "Everyone knows that torture is where it's at now." She gave him a grin that sent a shiver deep into his bones. His stress only grew. Rose peered around the hallways to the right, sensing the dead end. "Hm~" She chimed happily to herself as she turned to Francis. "Why don't you have a gander at the end of the hallway there?" She motioned to the right. "Why don't you go fall in a hole and die?" Francis hissed back at her. He hated this. Hated not being in control.

Rose had a furious look in her eye, and a malicious grin on her face. "Listen you little s**t. I'm the boss here." She crept forward, backing the male into a wall. "And if you don't play by my rules then there will be problems." She hissed at him, pulling a clawed paw out in front of his face. "So I suggest you listen, or I wont give you any more warnings." And with that she dug her claws fiercely into his shoulder. Francis grimaced, refusing to cry out in pain. Blood trickled down his arm. "Get off me." He shot, shoving her aside and heading down the dead end pathway to the right, keeping his eyes open. Rose grinned from her spot as she watched him head into the hall. "That's better." She followed behind him, not staying too close.