Lex very calmly holstered his Desert Eagle, hands resting at his sides. He ignored Aurora's look, the near annoying defiance and fury covering her face, the weakening hold on the hilt of her Japanese katana. No moans, no footsteps, no screams for help, killing her would have been ideal…if he was a killer. What he actually was had yet to be disclosed.

In an unseen move, he pushed her up against the wall, hands gliding lithely to her cheeks. Cupping her face tenderly, he pulled her lips within kissing range and past that, placing his lips to her ear. "I will admit this much Aya, I am surprised you of all people deduced something along those lines. You of all people know how to work a katana. You of all people still exist…despite no outward signs of horror," He closed his eyes, purring. "Even now, without looking, I can feel the fear pulsating from your being, the quickening of your heart against my chest…though something you should know…"

Giving her breathing room, he stared into her eyes seriously. "I hold no intentions of killing you, that's not my forte. Really…that's all you need to know," He released her. Placing a toothpick to his mouth, he brushed past, heading to a door feet away.

"Hey, asshole!" Lex turned startled, a neon green floppy disk slapping into the center of his forehead. Aurora stood with her hand still in a throwing position, she fuming. She had never felt more awkward in her life, pinned to the wall against Lex, who may or may not be a contributor to the hell surrounding them. Face still flushed from the encounter, she recovered her disk, staring hard to the stranger. "You didn't answer any of my questions. Just what in the fucking HELL is going on and how do you know about it!" She didn't care that he let her off, that asking questions were more dangerous than anything.

Very calmly, Lex pulled open a door. He smirked. "I told you, a biological outbreak courtesy of Umbrella occurred, plunging this city into hell. How do I know about it…? Oh, this is all just conspiracy theory and I made up the name for the licker creature. When you see one, you'll understand why. I even labeled this amphibious creature I came across…a hunter. The name speaks for itself, no?"

"No…" mumbled Aurora, eyes closed. She started to shake slightly. "No…Lex," She laughed. Unsheathing her katana, she spun Lex around, placing the side of her katana against his throat. She growled. "That has to be the BIGGEST load of shit I've heard in my entire life and trust, I've heard whoppers," Letting out a disgusted
breath, she sheathed her blade, stomping down the hall. "Conspiracy theory my sweet ass."

"Sweet ass indeed…" murmured Lex, resting his hands behind his head. Aurora held by a scathing remark, blushing in her fury as she made a left. Following his bitter accomplice through a metal lined doorway, a frown formed. When he stepped through, a metal gate fell down covering every glass window, red alert lights going off urgently. "The hell…?"

"ALL FIREARMS MUST BE DEPOSITED WITHIN THE STORAGE DEVICE!" Alerted the computer in a monotone female voice.

"Screw that," Aurora glanced back to Lex. "We gotta have some form of offense…it's either that or go another way."

"Fraid not," he grumbled, already starting to unhook the Uzis, magnums, weaponry and Benelli shotgun from his being, dropping them off in a metal safety box. He arched his brow to the stunned Aurora. "In the room around the corner from the hall on lockdown, there's something I need in order for us to advance," Walking over to her, with ease, he snatched up the beretta by her waist. "That something being the key to the weapons cache. Not unless you want this whole expedition to have been in vain, we have no choice. But considering your katana didn't go off…"

Watching as her long range defense was placed inside a box, Aurora swore silently, tossing her second blade to Lex, he catching it deftly. Strapping it across his back, he shrugged, Aurora bitterly grumbling, "We shoulda just took our ass to Kendo's. At least we'd have weapons…"

The two comrades entered into the hall, the metal grates reluctantly pulling themselves back up to reveal the night sky of Raccoon City. Dim silhouettes of tree branches swung ominously in an invisible wind, the moans of some evident. Pressing at the glass were no more than five zombies, anxious to get in. For a second, a figure jumped from tree to tree, disappearing in the thick of the trunk. Aurora swallowed hard, palm going sweaty on her hilt, the feeling of being screwed surrounding her aura.

Lex led the way, making a right and pulling open a red metal door. The two quickly scrambled inside, Aurora relaxing her back against the closed door. No sooner had she done so when the sound of glass breaking was heard along with the thud of fallen bodies inside the hall. She narrowed her eyes, saying flatly, "Skippy…"

"If you're actually surprised," Lex kicked a typewriter from off-top an old-fashioned leather trunk. "You haven't seen enough horror movies," Flipping the silver lock, he began to rummage through the trunks contents, soon pulling out a blue keycard.

She arched her brow, smirking. "I'm not surprised, just disappointed," She scowled at a heavy thumping behind her. Bracing the door, she tilted her head, squinting her eyes to Lex. "I hope you know how to use a katana or I WILL be pissed…"

"A little," he said, pulling the blade from its sheath. Lex walked to the door, a smile playing at the corner of his lips. Pulling open the door, he instantly swung at one of several zombies clawing their way in. Stepping back from another's grab, a tuxedo clad zombie stumbled in, Aurora slashing upwards, beheading the dead man.

Side to side, they ran through the crowd, slashing, decapitating, having what Aurora was starting to call, to her dread, a good time. There was something so oddly, so morbidly relaxing about being able to chop up people in multiple pieces and get away with it. She laughed at the unpleasant thought. Note to self: If starting to enjoy killing, must see psyche. Snarling, she slashed diagonally, chopping a scantily clad former prostitute in half, naked torso sliding down with a plop to the floor.

Aurora licked her lips, rotating her sword arm with a small smile. It soon diminished into a grimace. "That wasn't as bad as I thought it would be…" She rested a foot on the face of a glasses clad zombie, grinding his cheek into the ground apathetically. "Weird how…how killing a zombie makes one detached…" She ground a timberland harder into its face, a crack heard as thick syrupy blood spilled onto her shoe from its open mouth. She stopped with a scowl. "I just bought these…" she moved her foot off slowly. "Damn it all!"

"Indeed," Watching her through narrowed eyes, Lex held out the katana, Aurora starting to do the same. At the exact same moment, the two lunged upwards, swiping hard at two identical tongues falling down from the ceiling. Blood splattered out through window and across the walls, two squeals filling the room.

Dropping down from the ceiling came two lickers, the skinless beings mourning over the loss of their most…exotic feature. Sinking a claw into the skull of a zombie, the licker maimed by Aurora ran across the wall. She closed her eyes, waiting calmly. Rebounding off the wall, it lunged. Her eyes snapped open, she evading its jump as her katana whipped out, skimming the top off its pink fleshy brain. It collided into the bottom of the wall, twitching.

Lex, on the other hand, had chosen a more grotesque method of killing his. The fleshy being had no tactic, choosing to lunge immediately. It neared him, Lex smiling broadly as he slashed it back. It screeched, jumping away. It started for an impaling, Lex chopping off the imposing arm. Growing serious, he slashed off its second arm and legs, leaving the creature immobilized. Standing over the creature, tongue lashing out desperately, he arched a brow. "Bye bye!" Pulling up the blade, he impaled it through the licker's exposed brain, it stopping movement immediately after.

The two comrades stared to their victims wordlessly. Finding a corpse, they cleansed off the sticky substance and slimy tissue from their weapons, then facing each other. Training their blades beneath each other's neck, they sized each other up before saying in unison, "Fucking liar…" They both smiled at the words, knowing each held more skill than said.

Lex sheathed the katana, tossing it back to Aurora. "I didn't lie…I just didn't give away how well I can do with it. You on the other hand-"

"I didn't say anything," interrupted Aurora, calmly sheathing her weapon as she followed after Lex from the corpse ridden hall. "So I didn't lie. But now that you do know I have some skill with a katana…" She smiled sweetly as he handed her her beretta. Holstering her gun, she tilted her head with the same lovely smile. "Do note you ever touch me again, I'm going to chop off both your hands and put them on display along with your…" She glanced down to the crouch of his jeans, then back to his face. "Less used member." Patting him on his chest, she started to hum as she marched past him, Lex rolling his eyes at her allusion before going on after.