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Resident Evil (xMILENKOx & Anjeru)

Jill clung desperately to the mount as Chris drove almost maniacally through the streets of Grenando. She fired it up the mounted gun and began to fire rounds into the crowd of Majini. It wasn't easy to aim, but she managed to take down a good number of the blood hungry infected. When Chris swept the humvee around in the 360 arc, she cried out and had to brace herself to keep her body from tumbling out onto the streets. For some reason only god knew, the soldiers were firing at them; perhaps they too were infected. She cried out as a bullet hit her leg and lodged in her shin - that was going to hurt more than later than now, she cursed.

She wasn't the only one to take a hit though as she heard Chris cry out. Then suddenly, the truck hit an empty tank and the whole group was thrown from the vehicle. Terrance wasn't so lucky as Chris, his throat being sliced open as he flew through the windsheild. Arterial spray was immediate and he bled out within moments. Samantha was flung into the wide of the tank, her right arm snapping upon the force of the impact. She crumpled to the ground and struggled through the pain, using her left hand to fire 9mm rounds at the Majini gathering around them.

Jill, having sat in the back, was a little more lucky and only ended up flying from the back to land upon the ground with a painful oomph. Her back ached almost as bad as her shin. Gritting her teeth, she pulled the blade from her leg holster and used it to dig the bullet out, crying out loudly as she did so. She got the bullet out then put the blade away, tearing off a piece of her shirt to tie it around her leg to keep her from bleeding out.
Now that she had her wound taken care of, she rushed as best as she could to Chris, trying to shake him into full awareness. "Chris!...Chris! C'mon, you can't cut out on me like this! Wake up! If we could handle Kijuju, we can handle this!"

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Marika gave a sigh of relief as the soldiers began to give them a rain of bullets to allow them to move towards the barracks gates. She raised her gun and fired at the Majini making their way up to them. "C'mon! We need to make a break for it! It's our only chance!" She said to him as she grabbed his arm, indicating she was going to make a run for it. And she did.

Jumping to the next and final roof, she rolled, took to her feet and bolted, making sure to give Carlos cover to follow after her. Several Majini fell victim to her bullets before she was forced to reload and slip in a new magazine. It wasn't long before they were almost at the enterance of the barracks. "We're almost there!" She shouted over the chaos.
 
Slowly but surely Chris came too. The noises around him at first muffled but slowly they became clear as did what he saw. As Jill shook him he saw only a blurred figure before him. Soon he saw Jill before him and could her hear words. Catching only; If we could handle Kijuju, we can handle this! Chris shook his head and slowly stood up. Looking around him he noticed Terrance was dead, he looked around more in search for Samantha. For a moment his wounded shoulder didn’t seem to bother him until he tried to pull himself up. With a loud groan he managed to get up. Noticing Jill and Samantha were both wounded he knew they had to find somewhere to hold off for a while to at least treat their wounds. Noticing Jill had a leg wound he put his head beneath her arm and wrapped a arm around her to help her move. He looked over to Samantha. "Get up we have to move out!.." He ordered as he tried his best to move away from the approaching majini with his partner by his side. Hoping Samantha could keep up. Stumbling down a alley way Chris led Jill into a old apartment building. Leaving her by the stair case he returned to the door way to wait for Samantha. The majini had some distance behind them and if they could lay low and hide maybe the majini would pass by the apartment building without suspicion.

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Carlos followed Merika closely, gradually growing braver and acting more like a solider rather than the scared little boy he appeared to be earlier. The sight of the barracks gate opening to allow them entrance and the cover fire they received from the guards boosting Carlos's moral. As he reached the gate he turned to cover Marika. "COME ON!" He cried as he fired upon the majini who desperately chased Marika. As soon as Marika was in reach Carlos grabbed hold of her arm and pulled her into the compound. The gate closing swiftly behind them. The speed of it all caused Carlos to fall backward and bring Marika with him. The guards around him continuing to shoot dead the remaining majini.
 
Jill did her best to keep her balance as Chris helped her down the alley towards the now abandoned apartment complex. Samantha was coming up behind them, keeping close. She kept low and quiet, before then opening the door to the complex after the Majini had lost sight of them. Her hand waved Jill and Chris inside, before she followed and pulled the door shut behind them.

Samantha peered around and looked for something to bar the door with. She decided on a steel pipe resting in the corner, using it to bar the door shut against anyone trying to come in from outside. Grimacing, she now held her broken arm, the appendage throbbing unmercifully. "Let's go upstairs, we're likely to find things of more use in one of the apartments," She said, looking at Jill's hastily wrapped leg wound and Chris' untreated shoulder. "We can treat our wounds, maybe find some food and take turns for a bit of rest." Samantha then walked over to the steps, heading up.

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She kept up best she could with Carlos, noticing the way he finally snapped into action as a soldier, instead of the frightened young man she had stopped from killing himself earlier today. Marika fell in after him as the gate slammed shut behind them. The force caused her to tumble forward on top of Carlos as they fell to the ground, breathing hard. She raised herself to her elbow and peered down at him. "You okay, Carlos?"
 
Chris nodded simply in agreement to Samantha's plan to search upstairs. he looked down to his wounded right shoulder and slowly tryed to move his right arm. With a groan he kept it still. His left arm reaching down for his knife which he was quick to bring to his shoulder. Carefully he cut out the bullet. With another groan and a few mumbled obsenitys the bullet popped out of the wound followed by a quick gush of blood. Dropping the knife chris was quick to apply pressure to the wound with his left hand. "Good ideas, we need to fix ourselfs up and get some rest before we even think about going back out onto the streets..." He then looked to Jill. "Can you manage the stairs?.." He asked in a careing tone, there was ground floor apartments she could search if she was unable to climb the stairs with her wounded leg.

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"Yeah, yeah Iam good..." Carlos replied slightly out of breathe with a smile. The current situation around them seeming to stop for a moment as Marika lay ontop of him. Though this was soon ended and reality hit back hard through the voice of the barracks commanding officer. "You two! Get on your feet!" Shouted a short over weight middle aged man wearing a officers cap. Carlos was quick to slide himself from beneath Marik and jump to his feet and stand to attention. The officer looked Carlos over before looking to Marika. "Your lucky to have got in here!... we had orders to shoot anyone on sight who approached the gate!" The officer informed them before looking back to Carlos. Carlos knew this officer and the Officer began to reconise him. "Ah, Carlos... I take it the rest of your unit is dead?" The officer questioned Carlos, after all it was this barracks Carlos and his unit were dispatched from to deal with the farmers riot this mourning. "Yes Sir, we got attacked by those things..." Carlos replied respectfully. The officer then looked to Marika whom he gave a seedy grin. "And who might you be señora?"
 
She grimaced, watching as Chris dug the bullet from his shoulder, remembering how it had felt. Jill had done it to her leg and it had not been a pleasant experience. Eyes watched as he adjusted a pressure wrap, her sight semi hindered by blonde strands of her hair. Somewhere in all the confusion, her hat had fell from her person and her shoulder length hair had come free.

She nodded gently, hearing the caring tone in the underline of his voice. She didn't want him to worry about her, not after what had happened in Kijuju. "Don't worry about me, Chris. We've been through worse." She said it with a smile, before looking to see Samantha holding her broken arm, pain evident on her face. She turned her eyes back to Chris and nodded. "Lets get upstairs then...I can manage with a little help. There's not much here in the lobby that will be useful to us." She motioned for Samantha to come with.

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Marika climbed up off of Carlos as the officer came forth and addressed them. Good, it seemed that the men stationed at the barracks knew Carlos. That was good for them, they were likely going to get whatever help they needed, or at least some help.

The officer then addressed her and she held out her hand in a move of friendly introduction. "My name is Marika Cortez. I'm the daughter of General Cortez, and sister to Private Cortez." She told him, smiling again, though she knew that he was going to question her about his fellow army men's whereabouts.
 
Chris nodded, with his left hand still held firmly on his wounded right shoulder he approached Jill. Putting his head under her left arm he supported her as the 3 survivors made their way up stairs. Carefully Chris helped Jill climb the stairs. After Kijuju he had grew closer to Jill, after all for a while he thought she was dead. As they got to the top of the stairs Chris slowly slid out from under Jill's left arm. Still applying pressure to his shoulder he knew he had to find something to patch up his wound. This unfortunately causing him to have to let Jill go. He looked around to see a few doors on this floor, he then looked up the inside of the stairwell to see 2 more floors above. "Ok Iam going up to check the rooms on the top floor, Jill you take this floor and Samantha you take the next floor.." Chris ordered once again taking charge of the situation. His eyes quickly looked to Jill briefly before he turned away from the women and made his way up the next flight of stairs and then to one after that untill he was on the third and final floor.

Nothing looked as he was expecting, the hallways were tidy and there was no sign that people had rushed in or out of the rooms. But then the outbreak occurred at mid day, so most people would have been out of their apartments. There were 4 doors on this floor; 4 doors, 4 rooms. Chris slowly approached the first door. Standing beside it he knocked on the door. With no answer he took a step back and kicked the door open. The door swung open with a loud bag then a thud as it hit the wall. The apartment was dark and looked unoccupied. With his right arm Chris pulled out his gun as he slowly entered the room. His eyes scanning the rooms as he entered each one in turn. He found nothing of use in any of the rooms apart from a mirror in the bathroom. Turning on the light he stood in front of the mirror. His left hand still applying pressure to his wounded shoulder. Knowing he had to do something about it now he set his gun on the sink before removing his sweat soaked vest. Folding it up he then tied the vest around his shoulder making a makeshift dressing for the wound. Chris then picked up his gun and left the first apartment.

Chris made his way to the second apartment. Without knocking this time Chris kicked the door open. Straight away the smell of alcohol over whelmed him. As he slowly entered the apartment he found a old man sat in a arm chair in a obvious drunken slumber due to the number of empty bottles that lay all over the floor. Noticing a half empty bottle of whiskey on the side Chris picked it up with his free hand and took a quick drink. The alcohol helping relieve his pain and calm his nerves. Looking at the old man Chris saw nothing he could do, after all the man looked well unconscious. Maybe by the mourning he might be of use. With a grin, Chris set the bottle back on side table he then left the second apartment.

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"Ah so your Cortez's kid?.. I take it he’s dead, he’s not been seen all day..." The Officer replied without a care after all the situation had got so out of control in such a short time death had become normal. The Officer looked Carlos and Marika up and down. "You two are a mess, go get yourself cleaned up and get some rest! Tomorrow I have to send some men out into the city, El Presidente wants us to restore order to Granando.." The Officer informed them before adding. "You two will be going with the men I send!..." The Officer grinned before walking away from Carlos and Marika.

Carlos turned to Marika and smile. "Come on lets go inside... I think we could both use some rest.." Carlos spoke as he looked over his dirty blood splattered clothing and body. "and a shower..." He added with a laugh. Even though they had been through hell this mourning for now they were safe.
 
Jill gratefully accepted Chris' help up the stairs, but carried as much of her weight as she could manage knowing he must be in as much pain as she. Over the time since Kijuju, she had felt guilty for what had happened, but at the same time she had grown closer to him since he had actually come by her home on several occassions to check up on her. Her time with Wesker, under his control, had made her realize how much she valued Chris' part in her life.

She nodded as he let her go. "Be careful, Chris." She said as he disappeared up the stairs. Samantha peered at her a moment, before speaking. "You two seem close."

"It's a long story and really, we don't have time for it. But...I do care very much for Chris. I owe him, he saved my life." That was her response, though she knew it was much more than that. She nodded her head and signaled Samantha to go up. "Listen to what he says. Go check the next floor." The other woman nodded and proceeded upstairs.

Jill let out a sigh and peered down the hall. It was a relatively small sized complex, no more than 4 apartments per floor. She pulled her 9mm from its holster and took aim as she limped to the closest door on her right. Tapping the pistol on the wood, she waited. When no answer came, she tested the knob and was surprised to find it unlocked. Limping in, she surveyed the main room. This apartment was empty, everything strewn about rather carelessly. Her best guess was that the occupants had panicked and tried to flee Granando, though they probably hadn't made it far. Her somewhat wobbly legs carried her into the bathroom and she scoured the medicine cabinet finding some low grade aspirin. It wouldn't help a helluva a lot considering she'd been shot, but it was better than nothing. Popping a few of them, she stuck the bottle into her pant's pocket and made her way back out.

Seeing nothing of further use besides the food left in the small kitchen, she left the first apartment. She did this same routine with the other three apartments, finding them in a similiar state much like the first one. Once her floor was clear, she went back to the hall and took a seat nearby the stairs. Her back pressed to the wall, her injured leg stretched out in front of her, the other bent at the knee, her arm resting on it. Her right hand kept grip upon her 9mm as she waited, that hand resting on her outstretched leg's thigh.

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Samantha found nothing in two of the apartments. As she came to the third, a young man opened the door and greeted her with a very frightened expression. She did her best to explain the situation to the man and he took it all in rather quietly. When she went to ask him if he'd come with her to the others, he slammed the door in her face saying he wasn't going anywhere near those monsters. She shook her head and moved on.

In the final apartent, she did her best to find any materials that would help set her broken arm. Not finding much, she a man's shirt laid out on the ground and used it to make a sling. She groaned the entire time, as she put her arm into her makeshift cast. Sweat broke out from the sheer intenseness of the pain. Once she had down that, she left the apartment and made her way back down to Jill.

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Marika nodded, looking down at her own blood drenched clothes and blood splattered skin. "I can argee to that..." she said as she moved to the area that the soldier had told them to get cleaned up at, expecting Carlos to follow her. "Why did you join the military, Carlos?" She asked, glancing back at him as the walked, her gun now being placed in the waistband of her jeans, the safety on.
 
Chris found nothing or no one of use in the other two apartments. As he made his way back onto the landing now topless with his vest wrapped around his wounded shoulder he approached a near by window. Outside it was getting dark and the Majini that had once gathered outside seemed to have moved on to another part of town. The night was quite the chaos of the day seeming to have stopped for the night. Casually Chris made his way back downstairs to Jill and Samantha. "You two should get some rest..." He said simply feeling the least wounded. Chris then sat beside Jill and reached over to her wounded leg. Pulling her home made dressing away from the wound a little he looked in at the wound. "It looks clean, we won’t have to amputate.." He joked as he let the dressing go back down before pulling his hand away from his partners leg. Sitting beside her with his back against the wall Chris tilted his head back and looked up to the ceiling. He yawned as he cracked his neck left to right before shaking his head and looking at Jill. "When will all this stop?" Chris asked, he was sick of chasing bio-terrorists and killing monsters. He wanted to go back to S.T.A.R.S busting people who only had normal weapons to fight him with not bio-weapons. His eyes looked Jill over, he still wasn’t used to her new blonde hair.

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As they arrived in the bed room Carlos made his way to his bunk and threw his Ak-47 down onto the bed before removing his dirty vest. Hearing Marika's question he sighed as he sat on his bed. "There was nothing else. It was either the army or live on the streets..." He answered simply as he removed his boots. He then reached into his locker and pulled out a towel. "You want to shower first?" He asked respectfully as he handed her the towel. After all this was a male only barracks and he didn’t know if she wanted privacy to wash. Every other man in the Barracks was on guard duty or sleeping.
 
Jill looked up as Samantha came back down the stairs, quietly taking a seat across from her. She was about to ask the scientist if she'd found anything, but the woman only shrugged and shook her head. Jill sighed and dropped her head back against the wall.

It was a few moments later that Chris returned as well. Her brow quirked as she was greeted by his bare top; she had to admit that he had chiseled out nicely. Muscled, but not overly so. She watched as he pulled the bandage away from her leg. As he inspected it, so did she - the bleeding had stopped that was good. She laughed at his joke and nudged him with her shoulder. "Thank god for that. Can't very well be saving the world on one leg," she said as she set her 9mm on the floor beside her. She wasn't going to holster it in case she needed it at a moment's notice.

At Chris' next words, she let out a sigh, dropping her head back again but this time looking at him instead of the ceiling. "I don't know when it will stop, but until it does, we cannot give up. And, at least we have each other. It would be hell doing this alone," was her response, offering him a faint smile.

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Her hair bobbed a little as she nodded. She knew all too well what Carlos was saying, since she came from a military background. Her fingers wrapped around the edge of the towel and she took it with a grateful smile. "Thank you. I'll try not to be long," she reassured, making her way into the showers. Growing up in a mainly male family, Marika wasn't too picky about privacy - brother's often did give their sisters that option. She stripped off her blood stained clothes and set them on the ground, out of the way, her weaponery on top. With a faint sigh, she began to wash her family's blood from her shapely, youthful body.
 
Chris smiled and casually took hold of Jill’s hand and gripping it gently. Her words making him feel so much better. Looking her over once again before looking over to Samantha. "Go on you two best go get some rest, might as well use the beds upstairs I don’t think the owners will mind..." He then let go of Jill’s hand as he slowly stood up. Walking over to a book shelf that sat next to the door he pushed it in front of the door before moving more furniture in front of the door to barricade it. Reaching for his holster he pulled out his pistol and check it over before reloading its almost empty clip. Once he was sure his gun was ready he holstered it. He knew they both needed to rest so someone had to stay awake and keep watch.

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As Marika showered Carlos made his way to the laundry. Finding a fresh uniform in his size and one he thought would fit Marika he brought the clothes back to his bed. As he passed the shower room he couldn’t help but look in as he walked past. Catching a glimpse of Marika showering he bits his lip before hurrying away in case she saw him. He then set the cleaning clothing on his bed ready to be put on once they were both washed. Carlos sat on his bed as he waited for Marika to finished.
 
Jill gently returned the squeeze to his hand and nodded, using the wall to pull herself to her feet, holstering her gun just before she did so. Samantha got up as well and the two women followed Chris. Once inside, Jill nodded as he went about barracaded the door which was a good idea. Not that she expected any less from him. One had to take every precaution possible in a situation dealing with Umbrella and their damn Legacy.

Samantha made her way to the sofa in this apartment and stretched out on it on her back. Exhausted and not used to a situation anywhere near what she had been through today, the scientist was quick to pass out. Jill wasn't surprised, though she sighed softly. "I hope she learn from this...that damn virus needs to be eradicated, not studied." She grumbled.

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Marika finished showering and turned off the water, her slim hands wringing out her dark hair. Taking the towel, she wrapped it around her tan body and carried her stuff back to the bed room of the barrack. "I'm all finished, Carlos."
 
As Samantha left, Chris's focus was all on Jill. Moving closer to her he listened to her. "If she doesn’t she will learn fast she wont make it through this..." He said simply in reply as he once again took her hand as he stood with her. Squeezing it lightly his eyes focused on her eyes. He leaned closer as if to kiss her on the lips but his head soon moved to the side of hers. "Go get some rest I will keep watch..." He said softly into her ear before letting go of her hand and moving away from her. Walking over to a old arm chair that sat in the lobby he sat down facing the barricaded door. He watched Jill as he waited for her to leave the lobby.

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Carols smiled as Marika returned to him. Grabbing himself a fresh towel he headed for the shower room. "I got you some clean clothes, Its a uniform I know but its all we got.." He informed her as he disappeared into the shower room where he stripped the dirty clothes from his body before turning on the shower and cleaning his body.
 
She had to admit to herself that when Chris pulled away, she was a little disappointed. However, at his words, she shook her head. Jill limped lightly over to where he was seated and sat herself on the ground beside him, resting her back against the side of his leg. "Every time we get seperated in a situation like this, it never goes well. I'm not leaving your side." Jill said to her partner as her lashes lowered and she tilted her head enough to rest it against his thigh. She figured this had to be more comfortable than lying against the wall, which was her only other option if she wanted to stay in the lobby with her partner. If he minded, she silently hoped he would let her know.

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"Thank-you," Marika murmured as he left the room, now that it was his turn to shower. She let the towel peel off her 5 foot 5, 26 inch waist, D-cup form and laid it across the bed. She put on the uniform, giving a small sigh - she had never wanted to wear this, but it was much better than running around in blood soaked clothing.
 
As Jill sat down beside him Chris couldn’t help but smile. As she rested her head against his thigh he reached down and gently ran his finger through her hair as he stroked her contently. He slowly slid of the chair and sat on the ground beside her. Wrapping his arms around her he pulled her close. His face now close to hers again but still he hesitated to make a move. He was silent and just sat their staring into his partners eyes.

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Carlos soon returned from the shower room. Casually removing to towel and getting dressed in front of Marika. After all he was used to acting so carelessly in the barracks. Soon he was dressed in a fresh uniform. He then picked up both the towels. "You can take my bed if you want. I will take my friend’s..." He informed her simply as he walked to the laundry room to get rid of the towels along with the dirty clothing.
 
Jill felt Chris stir and opened her eyes to see as he lowered to the ground. Then, she smiled gently as he wrapped her up in his arms and held her to him. Her eyes looked up into his own and she couldn't help but think how much they had been through together since Umbrella's first outbreak. Maybe fate had brought them together again - they just couldn't seem to stay apart, something always happened that brought her to him or vice versa.

She cared deeply for Chris, she knew that, because when she had attacked him under Wesker's control, it had been the worst moment of her life. Never did she want to hurt him, ever. Her hand reached up and gently caressed his cheek with her hand. "We'll make it through this, right?

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Marika blushed as Carlos changed in front of her and she carefully diverted her eyes trying to give him some semblence of privacy, even if he didn't need it. When he came back to the beds in the barracks, she was stretched out on her side, looking at him.

She smiled and patted the bed. "I think together would be good. We've been through a lot today and I'd prefer to keep you close in case anything happens. I'm not about to let you die on me." Marika said with a small chuckle.
 
Chris smiled and he felt Jill’s hand upon his cheek. Moving his face against her hand. "Yeah we will make it through this, we’ve been through worse..." Chris said with a smile before leaning in and kissing her softly. He had waited so long to be this close to her. Though he knew the situation wasnt the best for it he couldn’t help himself. Pulling away from the kiss he waited eagerly for a response. His eyes locked on hers as he waited desperately to see how his partner would respond.

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Carlos smiled as he climbed onto the bed and laid onto his side facing her. The barracks were almost empty with most of the men outside on guard. A few lay sleeping in a few of the beds in the same room as Carlos and Marika. "Don’t worry we are safe here.." He said with a smile as he lay facing her. Enjoying this moment.
 
Jill nodded then became a little surprised by the descent of his lips upon hers; she knew this wasn't the best time, but the small action was something she swore she had been waiting forever for. She just thought it never would've happened after what she had done in Kijuju. Her eyes stared back into his and then she smiled slowly, sliding her hand to the back of his head, pulling it down again so that there lips met once more. She didn't know if they would make it out alive, so she wanted to bask in Chris while she could.

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Marika smiled softly and came closer, scooting up to him. She was now close enough that they began to share their body heat, so she rolled onto her back, still not very far from the young man. "I hope so. After today, I'm not sure where safe is anymore."
 
Chris leaned into Jill more, his naked torso pressing against hers as he returned her kiss. His hands firmly taking hold of her hips in a strong yet gentle grip as he embraced her. He had long waited for this moment after all there was a time when he thought he wouldn’t have a chance at getting close to her. As Chris returned the kiss he slowly pushed her back causing her to lay on the floor. Leaning over her he continued to kiss her deeply with his left hand still holding her left hip and his right hand giving him support by being placed firmly on the ground above her head.

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Carlos remained on his side as Marika got closer to him. His eyes casually looking over the uniformed female as she lay so close he could feel the heat from her body. He bit his lower lip nervously as he remembered the quick glimpse he got of her in the shower. "Your safe now don’t worry.." Carlos replied with confidence though he knew tomorrow when they left the barracks it would be a different story.
 
Jill let him lay her back on the floor of the apartment complex lobby, lips still locked with his as the kiss continued. The hand on the back of his neck slid upward, into his hair as she very slowly broke the kiss to look up at him. She had to see his face, to know that she wasn't hallucinating or dreaming. "I didn't think you would return my feelings after what happened in Kijuju, Chris..." She admitted softly, her free hand softly tracing the contours of his chiseled, naked torso. "And, I know I say it a lot, but I'm sorry for that day. I never wanted to hurt you." And it was true. She remembered fighting that damn device, though it was a losing battle just because she didn't want to hurt him. If he hadn't come for her...there was no telling what would have happened to her.

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She gave a nod, not sure why the boy seemed nervous - though, of course, she didn't know that he had seen her soaping her body down in the showers not too long ago. In retrospect, it was even. He had changed in front of her, giving her a nice peek at his own youthful body before she had modestly turned her eyes away.

She smiled and allowed her eyes to close, his body heat seeping into her to make her pleasantly warm. "That's good...though tomorrow is a different story all together."
 
As Jill spoke of what happened in Kijuju Chris gently run his fingers of her chest, the scars left behind by the device could still be felt even through her shirt. Looking up to her he smiled. "Its ok, your not Wesker's puppet anymore." He replied simply as he leaned down and continued to kiss her. His legs soon moveing between hers as he lay ontop of his partner on the dark lobbys dirty floor. Chris still topless with his vest wrapped around his shoulder and only his combat pants and boots to cover his lower body. It was a warm night so the lack of a shirt or vest didnt bother Chris. Thankfully too the area was silent, the monsters all seemed to have gone away. It just seemed so perfect. Chris continued to kiss Jill more passionatly. His breath grew heavy as he slowly began to kiss from her lips and down the left side of her neck. His right hand moveing under her head cupping it whilst his left hand held her left hip firmly.

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Carlos smiled before moveing closer to Marika. Still laying on hos side he put one arm over her held her close. "Dont worry about tomorrow.." He whispered softly into her ear before kissing her gently on the cheek. Obviously growing more confident as they got closer. Though for Carlos this was a first time being so close to a women. After all he had spent most of his young adult life in the Army who were constantly useing him all the time. Thus stopping Carlos having any chance to meet a girl let alone kiss one or even for that matter have sex with. He was a Virgin.
 
Jill couldn't help but smile as his fingers touched the scar that lay beneath the material of her black tank top. His words only served to make that smile more evident. He really was too good to her, or so she thought as they kissed again, more slowly, passionately. His hand was at the back of her head now, in her mussed up blonde lockes. His lips traveled down her neck and she couldn't help but turn her head a little, instinctively giving him more of the pale column. Her uninjured leg came up, thigh rubbing against his side softly and her hands continued to gently caress whatever part of him they could reach, mainly his shoulders and upper chest.

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As his came across her to pull her close, she couldn't help the small smile that tinged her lips. She let him pull her up against him, her side against the front of her body, their warmth seeping into each other. She turned her head and rested it against his chest; Marika was a virgin too, though she wasn't likely to admit it. Her father and brother had pretty much put her on lockdown, never letting her near boys or men, always chasing them off whenever she made any good male friends. It had been a frustrating existance, but she supposed she was free now, in a warped sense of view.
 
Chris hand slid from Jill's hip and gripped the thigh which rubbed against his. He slowly began to rub his body against hers, his crotch rubbing seductivly against hers and a evedent erection bulging and pressing against Jill's crotch. As Chris kissed down her neck he soon found himself kissing down het throat to her chest. Without a thought of the messed up situation they were caught up in and the lack of privacy the lobby gave, both of his hands came to the bottom of the tank top. Pulling his head away from her he smiled at her as he slowly lifted the tank top up and over her head. Throwing it to the side carelessly Chris leaned in once again this time kissing her chest, his lips gently caressing her scars. Meanwhile his hands gently slideing down her sides back to her hips.

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With Marika's head resting on his chest Carlos nervously kissed her head before resting his head down on the pillow. His eyes closeing as he lay contently holding Marika as he rested. His nerves slowly fadeing away as her warmth comforted him.
 
Jill made a soft noise after her tank was pulled from her body and his lips were caressing the scar that was the testament of her time under Wesker's control. She was left now in her tight fitting jeans and the black bra that encased her sizable breasts. The lifted and fell with each breath, pressing against the cloth as if asking to be freed from their material prison. Jill trembled beneath Chris, unable to think of anything other than him - the warped situation didn't even seem to register at this moment. The pain that had been throbbing in her leg seemed to have faded and all she could feel was Chris, rubbing against the most intimate part of her. She rubbed back, her legs still astride his hip.

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Marika smiled at the small kiss on the top of her head and returned one to his cheek, her body subconsciously curling to the contours of his. She began to wonder what tomorrow would bring, if she would live through the challenges of facing the monsters that had taken her home from her. "I'm scared of what tomorrow will bring..." She confessed softly, almost as if she were ashamed of her fear.
 
Breaking the kiss Chris sat back, straddling Jill’s waist though his legs holding his weight. Chris looked down at Jill. A rush of excitement filled his body as he admired the sight of the women he had worked so closely with for so many years. His eyes now setting on her breasts, reaching down he took hold of the bra clad breasts firmly. His strong hands squeezing the breasts he had admired from time to time trapped within tight fitting uniforms. He then slid one hand around her back and unclipped the bra before removing it from her body and setting it down beside her tank top. A playfully grin slid across his lips as he carefully but quickly rolled over onto his back bringing her with him forcing her to now straddle him. He held her hips firmly now as he looked up admiring her breasts, he continued to rub his crotch as he lay beneath her.

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With her sudden change of position Carlos moved closer and lay with her in the spooning position as he held his arms around her waist. With his face now close to the back of her head his breath was on the back of her neck. He listened to her before kissing the back of her neck gently. "Don’t worry I will protect you... after all you did save my life." He replied reminding her that if she wasn’t there for him earlier he would have shot himself.
 
She blushed as Chris' hands cupped her breasts, biting her lip as a ripple of pleasure slipped through her body. Soon the bra came off and her pale orbs were in view, a soft pink, semi-erect nipple on each. As he rolled them over, she was careful not to put very much weight onto her hurt leg. Jill returned his playful grin with a smile, her hands sliding over his built chest she had found herself admiring more than once before. Leaning down, her breasts pressed to his chest, hands now on his hips, her lips, teeth, and tongue paying attentions to his neck.

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She shivered gently as he pressed a kiss to the back of her neck, the area being very sensitive. It made her body warm pleasantly as they laid there together on his bed. Her hands lay on his own as they rested around her. His words made her go back to when she had stopped him from shooting himself, when he had believed he could not be forgiven for what he had been forced to do. Marika was now glad she had saved him. Not that she wasn't before, mind you, just more so now that they had become good companions to each other.
 
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