Who: Albert Wesker [
viral_tyrant] and Nagi [
notursalvation]
Where: The dining room
When: March 24
Rating: PG-13 to be safe
Summary: Nagi and Wesker are not BFF.
The Story:
Nagi had never figured out why the dining room was on the second floor, but it didn't trouble him overly much. He assumed it was another of those oddities about the mansion that only existed to confuse the residents and didn't give it much more thought than that.
Since cooking anything more complicated than instant wasn't one of his strong points, the dining room was really his only choice if he wanted a decent meal, and so he was content to be grateful that at least it didn't move around or change its configuration much, like the library and kitchen did. Not that he wasn't used to his environment conducting itself with little or no predictability, but he appreciated it when and where it occurred.
Eating a simple vegetable stirfry, he reflected that the food here wasn't any better or worse than that available in Deadman Wonderland. The only difference was that in Wonderland, he didn't have to pay for it. Not with anything tangible at least.
One prison really was the same as another.