VIDEO.
[Obviously Trish had turned video on to show the community her date dress for Afterlife with Wesker when he shows up (with Adachi in tow- whisting).]
There's beer in the fridge and take the ice cream, Dante isn't here and Patty brought a whole bunch. [You can't see what Wesker asks that earns an eye roll from Trish. The two end up getting into an argument after Trish fingers the lapels of Wesker's very nice sports coat and Wesker - as always - ends up insulting her. However, before she can grab her leather jacket, something stops her.]
[The moment that she turns her head, she gives a look to the offender that makes Wesker raise an eyebrow.]
I am going to see if I can surprise myself by finding some tea in this place.
Go right ahead. [She looks straight at what looks like an angel. If you remember, the same one that stabbed her a few months ago showed up. She looks fucking pissed (whether or not it reminds her of Sol or whether or not she hates that he touched her face before) while Wesker moves past her nonchalantly.]
Where is The Son of Sparda? [The minion angel has his hand on his sword, white wings spread.]
Fortuna, asshole. You just missed him - can you go now? I was about spend a lovely night mocking -
[The minion doesn't even wait for her to finish his sentence before he launches towards her. Trish rolls her eyes before punching the jukebox and Push Push Lady Lightning comes on. The fight doesn't even last long: Trish kicks him in the face and punches him in the face with her lightning (but the community does get a flash of her bright red underwear). Sadly for her, the minion manages to thrust his sword almost take out the majority of the short dress. Which pisses her off even more- before the feed cuts off with Trish disappearing and being replaced by a flurry of lightning.]
[When video does sizzle in, Wesker has his cup of tea and is looking at a barely clad Trish who is kicking the charred body of an angel.]
Think you can do me a favor and ask the comm to help me out with the whole dress situation?
Wear a bedsheet.
You're an asshole. [She leans over to the camera:] Think one of the ladies can help me out? Like hell I'm wearing my gear to a movie and I don't have any dresses. Can someone deliver one asap?
There's beer in the fridge and take the ice cream, Dante isn't here and Patty brought a whole bunch. [You can't see what Wesker asks that earns an eye roll from Trish. The two end up getting into an argument after Trish fingers the lapels of Wesker's very nice sports coat and Wesker - as always - ends up insulting her. However, before she can grab her leather jacket, something stops her.]
[The moment that she turns her head, she gives a look to the offender that makes Wesker raise an eyebrow.]
I am going to see if I can surprise myself by finding some tea in this place.
Go right ahead. [She looks straight at what looks like an angel. If you remember, the same one that stabbed her a few months ago showed up. She looks fucking pissed (whether or not it reminds her of Sol or whether or not she hates that he touched her face before) while Wesker moves past her nonchalantly.]
Where is The Son of Sparda? [The minion angel has his hand on his sword, white wings spread.]
Fortuna, asshole. You just missed him - can you go now? I was about spend a lovely night mocking -
[The minion doesn't even wait for her to finish his sentence before he launches towards her. Trish rolls her eyes before punching the jukebox and Push Push Lady Lightning comes on. The fight doesn't even last long: Trish kicks him in the face and punches him in the face with her lightning (but the community does get a flash of her bright red underwear). Sadly for her, the minion manages to thrust his sword almost take out the majority of the short dress. Which pisses her off even more- before the feed cuts off with Trish disappearing and being replaced by a flurry of lightning.]
[When video does sizzle in, Wesker has his cup of tea and is looking at a barely clad Trish who is kicking the charred body of an angel.]
Think you can do me a favor and ask the comm to help me out with the whole dress situation?
Wear a bedsheet.
You're an asshole. [She leans over to the camera:] Think one of the ladies can help me out? Like hell I'm wearing my gear to a movie and I don't have any dresses. Can someone deliver one asap?