Master of Puppets [Finished / Closed]
Characters: Albert Wesker, Excella Gionne
Content: Wesker and Excella blast off at the speed of light. Surrender now, or prepare to fight.
Location: Inn at Irving Place
Time of day: Night
Warnings: Every Excella log is now officially to have BOOBS as the warning.
Things were going just swimmingly since he had arrived in this godforsaken hell-hole. First, he had managed to make four of his enemies, two of which he was unfamiliar with, give up in a battle. Then he had gained two allies, one a shadow from his past, and the other a man who had gray matter worth bragging over. Next, he had scared the chief researcher of the parasites half to death. Finally, there was Excella. Dear Excella, with her unwavering loyalty and obvious, but pathetic, attraction to him. Was it his birthday, already?
She was a worthy pawn, and a capable scientist. He would need all the chess pieces he could get in this place, if he were to further any of his own goals. That was why he hiked out in the middle of the night to reach the woman at an Inn on Irving Place. Despite not really having any rest that day. He was still getting used to sleeping a whole 8 hours. If Wesker were a friendly person, his perpetual smirk might have looked a little more welcoming as he walked into the place.
Content: Wesker and Excella blast off at the speed of light. Surrender now, or prepare to fight.
Location: Inn at Irving Place
Time of day: Night
Warnings: Every Excella log is now officially to have BOOBS as the warning.
Things were going just swimmingly since he had arrived in this godforsaken hell-hole. First, he had managed to make four of his enemies, two of which he was unfamiliar with, give up in a battle. Then he had gained two allies, one a shadow from his past, and the other a man who had gray matter worth bragging over. Next, he had scared the chief researcher of the parasites half to death. Finally, there was Excella. Dear Excella, with her unwavering loyalty and obvious, but pathetic, attraction to him. Was it his birthday, already?
She was a worthy pawn, and a capable scientist. He would need all the chess pieces he could get in this place, if he were to further any of his own goals. That was why he hiked out in the middle of the night to reach the woman at an Inn on Irving Place. Despite not really having any rest that day. He was still getting used to sleeping a whole 8 hours. If Wesker were a friendly person, his perpetual smirk might have looked a little more welcoming as he walked into the place.