Drac's cave

Drac slumbered peacefully inside the cave he had considered shelter. He was drooling slightly, dreaming of a lovely maiden whom he couldn't resist but to taste, and ended up swallowing the poor lass whole...but she seemed to have enjoyed it. He grumbled, muttering something as his large frame turned, the wingless dragon now laying on his back. His tongue had rolled out of his mouth, and curled around his upper lip, still peacefully slumbering away...

(join in one or all! xD)

Asura led Trunks into the cave. "Stay close Trunks." came the response of the Section Chief. She had her weapon ready and her light on, sweeping the room for any signs of life...or reanimated life. "This place gives me the creeps...I don't like the look of it." she thought as she continued through the cave.

Trunks nodded. "Yes 'Mam!" she exclaimed, following closely behind her. Trunks felt a knot of dread curl inside as the two ADN soldiers ventured further into the cave. She felt as though someone or something was watching her every move and it was rather...unnerving. "So, you think any of those dead creeps will follow us in S.C.?" she asked her superior with a shaky tone.

Asura sighed. "If they can walk or shuffle their way around, they are likely to get in. But at this rate they're so disorganized they don't even notice we've taken another route." she replied, turning to the Cat-girl. She giggled. "You know Rockwell, I never noticed how tall you were compared to me." she said, changing the subject in order to preserve her companion's sanity. "And call me Asura, no need for the ranks now that they are pointless." she added.