023 - [Voice]

[berceusedefeu]

And so a great and terrible fool approached the dread Queen, and raised his sword. For the love of his lady, he struck her down.

But she rose again.

And the fool would tremble at her wrath before the Queen was through.

Comments

[manly_jack]

The fuck?

[berceusedefeu]

...I would not expect you to understand.

[manly_jack]

Yeah. I'm the stupid one because I don't talk about myself in third person.

[berceusedefeu]

No, you are the uncouth mongrel who cannot be expected to understand any form of artistry aside from torture and warefare.

[manly_jack]

Sure. I'm crying into my combat boots here.

[berceusedefeu]

Whatever camaraderie Doctor Wesker tolerates from you, I do not concern myself with your well being, soldier.

[manly_jack]

Heh.