The Monster Inside ***An apocalyptic thriller RP***

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

Kit jumped at her shrill cry, falling backwards.

She paused at the door of the apartment “can I come in??”

 

[Ihavesomechickens]

She paused at the door of the apartment “can I come in??”

‘ Yes.’ Sky said, watching for any monsters behind the girl.

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

‘ Yes.’ Sky said, watching for any monsters behind the girl.

She ran in without pausing. She favoured her leg “what do you suppose a monster bite will do?”

 

[Cutiechook15]

She paused at the door of the apartment “can I come in??”

"I have a first aid kit in my room," Kit said, leaving quickly.

 

[Cutiechook15]

(Oops Imma change that, lol. XDXD)

 

[Ihavesomechickens]

She ran in without pausing. She favoured her leg “what do you suppose a monster bite will do?”

‘ Hm, I don’t know i have never been bitten. Maybe Miss Monster, aka Kit over here, knows.’

 

[Butterscotchbitesfinger]

‘ Hm, I don’t know i have never been bitten. Maybe Miss Monster, aka Kit over here, knows.’

“Ok”

 

[Cutiechook15]

Kit rummaged around in her room, and after finding the kit, ran back into Sky's room. "Here."

 

[FrankieDoodle]

Jean swallowed, her throat seeming to constrict with fear. She took a shaky breath, walking forward. "All right." She opened the door, holding it for him and giving him a wink.

Zayne grinned at her, giving a small nod in appreciation. “Aw, what a gentleman,” he joked. He wasn’t sure when the playful side of himself started to resurface, but he had missed it.
He exited her apartment, looking around. His eyes drifted to the blood on the floor, leading either to, or from, the elevator. In the opposite direction, he could hear what sounded like a TV.
“Which way? Personally, I would prefer the TV, but I’m kind of a coward soo. . .” Zayne trailed off, looking back at her.
(If you have something else in mind, they can do that instead.)

 

[Cutiechook15]

Zayne grinned at her, giving a small nod in appreciation. “Aw, what a gentleman,” he joked. He wasn’t sure when the playful side of himself started to resurface, but he had missed it.
He exited her apartment, looking around. His eyes drifted to the blood on the floor, leading either to, or from, the elevator. In the opposite direction, he could hear what sounded like a TV.
“Which way? Personally, I would prefer the TV, but I’m kind of a coward soo. . .” Zayne trailed off, looking back at her.
(If you have something else in mind, they can do that instead.)

(Nah, this is great!!)
Jean grinned at him. "I'm a coward too, but I don't wanna be..." She looked either way back and forth, muttering Eeny meeny miney mo. Then, she stopped. "That way," she pointed towards the the elevator. Gripping her taser tightly, she gulped.