"Whip it now, whip it good, whip it, just like you should…"

Lex clung onto Aurora's waist tightly, narrowing his eyes at the song leaving her mouth. Lex made a face, eyes fixated on the small crack in the trapdoor they'd plunged through. The sound of rushing water almost drowning him out, he turned his attention back to Aurora, disgusted. "That's a trashy song…" He had recognized the beat, and while she had modified the words, it was still vulgar all the same.

"My ne…" Aurora drifted off; surprised her left arm hadn't popped out from its socket. Her right arm was wrapped tightly around Lex, backpack open in part. Making out the face of Lex in the dim, murky room, she smirked. "I'm gonna agree with you there. Matter of fact, I hated the song when it first came out but it suits the situation now, don't you agree?"

Feet dangling in mid-air, life depending on how long Aurora could hold on, Lex frowned. "I highly doubt a song about whips is appropriate when we're dangling twenty feet above a steadily building pool of water. In the off-chance we wait until the water is ten feet before jumping in, we risk drowning. And in the likely chance that we fall down now, we break both our legs, THEN drown."

"So positive," murmured Aurora cynically, palm sweaty on the handle of her whip. She glanced about the room, eyes slowly adjusting to the dark. On each side of the damp cement room were four huge pipes, water expelling from their opening effortlessly, drowning the room with the scent of contaminated seawater.

The duo was in a stone box, the room twenty feet wide, thirty feet deep. The only reason why they weren't dead on the ground was pure and simple luck. As they had started to fall, Aurora's hand had whipped up to her backpack in an attempt to save her term paper, instead grabbing onto her whip. Wasting no time, she put the toy to use, flinging its ending into the closing metal trapdoor, Lex instinctively grabbing hold of the femme to save himself as well.

Grimacing at hearing the leather start to twist, Aurora glanced down to the water, swimming not heavy on her list of options. "Lex...please tell me you have a plan."

"I do," Aurora turned to him enlightened, waiting for his next words. However, they didn't bring her the cheer she had expected. "You have to let go of the whip."

Aurora scoffed. "Screw that, I LIKE my legs, thank you."

He rolled his eyes, holding on tighter. "Yeah, well you know what? Your whip wasn't made to support two average sized humans hanging over a pool of seawater; it was built for your pleasure. It's gonna snap regardless-" As if on cue, the leather whip broke.

Wide eyed, the two plunged down, -jackknife form- into the rank cold water, feet skimming the bottom of the stone floor. Releasing the handle of the defective leather whip, Aurora closed her backpack quickly. Once done, she kicked her way to the surface, popping her head up above the surface.

Wiping the water from her eyes, she brushed aside the strands of grey stuck to her face. Aurora scanned the area, her eyesight damn near useless. She shouted. "LEX!"

From behind her, a gasp of air was heard, a second figure breaking the surface. A splash accompanied the breath, a hand soon clinging onto Aurora's arm. She tensed up slightly, the voice easing her fears. "Relax...and remember, you can't shout, attracts things."

"Right..." Taking a breath, she raised back her hand and without another word, slapped Lex right around where his head would be.

"Fuck, OW!" He massaged his scalp, wincing at the woman who had just struck him. He restrained himself from drowning her, instead asking, "What the hell!"

Sticking out her tongue, Aurora explained, "For the last time, the whip was NOT mine. It's never been used for my pleasure and it never will be!" Temper relieved from her outburst, she mumbled a sorry, swimming closer to the silver eyed mystery. She weakly smiled. "Fuck me; we're going to drown, aren't we?"

"We might..." murmured Lex, deciding to let her off the hook for the first and last time in the evening. Seeing her become clearly shaken up over his opinion, he peered down into the dark of the water. "Talk to me, Aya," She blinked bemused, Lex clarifying. "You said earlier I don't listen to you, I don't care what you have to say. Well, I'm listening now. Talk to me, tell me about yourself." he need some sort of distraction to keep her busy and him focused.

Swallowing hard, legs growing numb in the chill of the water, Aurora searched her mind for something to say. "I'm still not going to tell you my name but the whole password thing should be explained. My father...he used to be the head officer of the station. He quit after my mother's death though. He said it was because he was long due for retirement. Even I knew that was bullshit...and I was what, twelve? It had to do with my mother's death-"

"My condolences," interrupted Lex, sounding sincere.

Aurora nodded, use to it by now. "I...my father was always a proud person. I think it was too big a blow to know he had the whole police unit at his hands and he couldn't even stop his wife from being raped and killed. You'd think he'd become enlightened to the evil of the world but instead he developed an unspoken hate for me."

Lex paused in ducking his head below the surface of the rising water, making a face. "What do you mean he hated you? Why?"

"Because I was a reminder of the woman he lost...with the exception of the eyes, I look exactly like my mother. He hated that but said nothing, choosing to ignore me almost entirely. However, one night..." She chuckled, "When I was seventeen, I came home around three in the morning after my car stalled. Oh my fuck, I had never seen anything like that in my life, he was demonic! He beat the shit out of me, shouting, swearing, broomstick and all..." At this, Aurora laughed at the unfriendly memory.

Lex became sullen, staring to Aurora as if seeing the femme for the first time. "Aya, that's not funny... "

"I know," Her laughter stopped immediately, eyes on the last visible bead of light from the crack in the roof. She sighed. "But you don't very well expect me to burst into tears like some oversensitive bitch, now do you? It was nice he finally acknowledged my existence even if it were in the worse way possible. I hate him sure...and I hate what he did but hey, shit happens. Its either I accept it and move on or become a bitter vengeful bitch over the ordeal."

Aurora made a face at Lex's lack of comment, wondering if she had said too much. Most never knew that much in years of knowing her and here she had blurted out her past in less than a few hours. But then again, it had to be taken into account the fact that they had a little over five minutes before the water flooded the room and they probably would die a horrible death. "Life's a bitch..." Aurora shrugged, legs growing tired. "Lex, what about you? Your parents?"

"Dead," he said casually. Aurora offered her apologies, Lex scoffing. "Fuck 'em," Making out her stunned expression despite the room being pitch black, he smirked. "My mother was heavily into drugs and saw the child support my father barely managed to send in monthly as crack money. I was nothing but a pawn, no surprise I looked to the streets for food...and guidance...and as an escape," he sighed tiredly, as if he had told the story one too many times. "When I was thirteen, my father came to visit. I didn't understand why back then but I still remember what happened. He grabbed her by the back of her head and promptly proceeded to beat the shit out of her, taking his Colt and shooting her three times in the chest."

For a minute, her arms grew numb, Aurora slipping through the water. Recovering, she continued her float in disbelief. "You didn't do anything...you just watched it all happen?"

"Yes," he admitted, silver eyes focused on the ground. "For two reasons. One being I didn't fully grasp that it was all actually happening. Two being, for a minute, I didn't give a damn," he gulped, disrupting his reflection in the water. He stared somberly to Aurora. "But enough on that, there's a time a place for everything, ya know? Let's play a little game. I call it three questions. I'll start first. One, why are you here?"

"Visiting," Aurora answered cautiously, curious as to why Lex had cut short his tale. "Go on."

"Two," He counted off. "Do you have skill with any other weapon besides the katana?"

"Maybe," She arched a brow. She may have been about to die but her skills would go with her to the grave. "Question three?"

"Do you trust me?"

Aurora frowned. "Lex..." She brushed away a strand of grey nervously, the ceiling becoming too close for comfort. "Lex, I barely even know you. We may be in a biological outbreak but that doesn't mean we're automatically gonna have this freaky bond, belief in one another."

He extended a hand, fingers skimming the ceiling. "You didn't answer my question...but the words say it all. Alright, now your turn," Lex raised his own brow. "Ask me the right question."

"Do you eat the box?" In response to her question, a huge wave of dirty water was flung her way, Aurora shivering and erupting into a bevy of curses all at once. She started to splash Lex back, he easily avoiding the wave.

He rolled his eyes. "Wrong question. Try again."

Spitting out the putrid water from her mouth, Aurora glanced to the side at her next question. "So, how's the girl?"

Bewildered, Lex arched his brow. "What girl?"

"Figures..." Smiling, she brought up both hands to block off the second splash that had come. Laughing a bit, she began to think, expression growing serious. Obviously there was some question of importance she had to ask or they wouldn't be playing the game to begin with. Head bumping into the ceiling, she looked to Lex hurriedly. "Do you know how to get out of here?"

"Give the girl a prize, she figured out the question," Grabbing onto her arm, starting to angle his face as they ran out of breathing room, he asked. "Are you willing to swim down to the bottom of the pool?"

Aurora chuckled nervously. "I can barely even see my hand inches from my face. How am I supposed to swim?"

His grip tightened. "You have to hold onto me. I know you don't, but for a minute or so, you have to trust me."

Scoffing, Aurora gripped onto Lex's fingers tightly, shuddering in the water's cold. She laughed. "Not like I have much of a choice," She angled her head, eyes to the approaching ceiling. "Ready when you are!" She took her last breath.

Lex devoured a mass amount of air, submerging his head at her last words. Glancing about, hand wrapped around Aurora's, he swam down to what he had seen earlier, what he could still see despite the lack of light. Now to the bottom, Aurora's bag weighing them down, he turned the circular handle of a maintenance cover, twisting the opening with all the strength he could summon.

Slipping her hand from his, Aurora managed her hands around the thin circular metal, a friend's words coming to mind. Righty, tighty, lefty, loosey. Smirking at her friend's words, she proceeded to twist the handle left, a squeak and vast air bubbles erupting as the panel began to spring open.

Like a vortex, the new opening sucked in the unlikely duo, pulling them down a wide metal pipe and through a series of paths, water filling each. Blinded by the darkness and dizzy from the lack of air, Aurora latched onto the closest thing nearby, free hand brushing across iced metal.

Stomach lurching into her mouth from a steep vertical drop, she rebounded off the curve of the pipe, being sent horizontally out of the cold tube of metal, sprawling spread eagle out into a clear white opening.

Coughing and shivering at the remaining water pounding across her back, she wiped her eyes once the pressure started to die down. Room coming into focus, Aurora glanced to what she had grabbed hold of.

In her left hand, she found another hand; Lex's to be exact, he scanning the room in caution. His attention onto his hand, realizing he had grabbed her, he pulled away instantly, as did she. Getting onto her feet, Aurora made a startling discovery. The room wasn't painted white...rather, it was frozen. She let out an icy breath. "Fuck, fuck, fuck me, its cold!"

Lex stood up, not as affected by the radical change in temperature as she. Looking her up and down, he rested his gaze on the shirt clinging to her shivering form. "Nice top...would've been better in white."

"Thanks, I thought so t-" Aurora cut herself off, starting to get what he actually meant by the statement. Cursing the cold in her mind and the fact the she hadn't worn a padded bra, she crossed her arms over her chest to hide her sudden...perkiness in a manner of speaking. Scowling, she brushed passed him. "Fucking jackass..."

Lex merely laughed, following after the green eyed femme through the hidden location...