Rainieâ€™s eyes glanced about fervently. Her fingers itched to pull up her hood and conceal her hair. Her foot tapped anxiously. Her teeth worried at her bottom lip.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">Whatâ€™s taking him so long?!</span><br/><br/>At some point the scenarios started. Her over active mind conjured up images of the young man whom sheâ€™d recently dubbed as harmless rigging explosives to blow in the CD store she was supposed to be at. Climbing from the window on a rope made of tied together bed sheets. Grinning and insulting her inferior intelligence as he went. Pressing the detonator when he was far enough away.<br/><br/>She scoffed at herself for dreaming up such a ridiculous thing, and checked the safety on her pistol again. As she was replacing it in the holster, the door swung open. Nathan stepped out and his eyes fell immediately on her. She breathed a sigh of relief when she caught sight of him, his backpack strapped to his back and shotgun over his shoulder.<br/><br/>He smiled at her. â€œThanks for waiting.â€ He passed her to reach the cable, stirring wind as he passed.<br/><br/>Rainieâ€™s brow creased in confusion...He smelled like...gasoline? â€œMy pleasure...â€ She replied, puzzled.<br/><br/>â€œBut we should be moving. I went ahead and set a distraction for the zombies...â€ He told her, throwing his towel over the cable. She wondered if it had anything to do with the gasoline, getting anxious.<br/><br/>â€œ...and fire to the building.â€ He lifted his legs and slid off the rooftop.<br/><br/>Rainie watched him go with a raised eyebrow and narrowed eyes.<span style="font-style: italic">Figures.</span><br/><br/>Adrian slammed his boot in a likely fatal kick into the shoulder of an unawares Infected. The shocked dead man coughed out a surprised noise before it tottered over the edge of the roof and plummeted three stories to the pavement below. Peering over the ledge, he determined the thing had exploded on impact. Particularly squishy, that one.<br/><br/>Adrian glanced up at the sound of feet hitting the rooftop. It was Nathan; evidently heâ€™d finally dragged his slow arse up the stairs. Wordlessly, he looked up to where Rainie should be standing. Her red hair popped up a second later. Sheâ€™d likely locked the door behind her.<br/><br/>Anxiously scuffing his boots against the cement of the roof, he watched her step up onto the ledge, grasping the wood pole the electric line was strung from for support. Her expression, even seen from this far away, told all that she was used to this kind of thing. But Adrian stood there tense, his hands clenched into fists in his jean pockets.<br/><br/>Rainie flicked her towel over the cable, grasped it with both hands and got ready to throw herself off the ledge.<br/><br/><span style="font-style: italic">C-C-CRACK</span><br/><br/>Rainie gasped when she felt the cable she had trusted her weight to give. The pole was coming off its base. Years of being subjected to rain and wind and stress finally broke it. Her boot slipped off the ledge, and she was falling.<br/><br/>Adrian swore and sprinted to the edge of the roof. He stared wide eyed, his breath leaving him and his heartbeat ceasing.<br/><br/>It wasnâ€™t until he got there and was staring up at her, did he realize it was useless. There was nothing he could do from where he was.<br/><br/>She threw out an arm and caught hold of the ledge, her shoulder wrenching painfully. She gasped out in pain, but quickly brushed it aside. She threw her other arm over and tried to hoist herself up. The pole with the cable still attached tumbled off the edge and swung into the street below. Her feet dangled five stories from the pavement.<br/><br/>Gritting her teeth, she called on her daily strength trainings and heaved herself up. She threw a leg onto the ledge and used it as leverage to yank herself back onto the rooftop.<br/><br/>Adrian was cursing rapidly, but was thanking whatever power it was up there that she hadnâ€™t fallen. But now she was stranded. His mind whirled, trying to think of some way to get to her. And coming up with nothing.<br/><br/>Rainie panted as she crouched on the roof, her fingers still clinging to the concrete ledge. Her heart was pounding faster than it ever had, and her legs were shaking. Carefully she rose, her hands still on the ledge, as she peered over it. She looked at her distraught brother then down at the dangling pole.<br/><br/>She tried to calm her breathing while her mind tried to catch up with what just happened. She was stranded. She was so screwed...<span style="font-style: italic">Oh, God. Think, think, think!</span>Her head whipped from side to side, searching for something, anything that could get her out of this. But all she could think of was how idiotically ironic this whole situation was.