[Alice-Sue] If you can't get what you want, well, it's all because of me

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[Here is a woman(?). Totally cooler than you

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And just who the hell are you supposed to be?

[This is Chris. Staring. You do not order an agent of a UN agency, lady. Also, he's totally got the Hydra equipped. Your shotguns aren't as pretty as his.]

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[YOUR UN STATUS DOES NOT LIVE UP TO ME, BOY. And she has TWO Hyrdas, going by Afterlife. B|

Have an eyebrow-raise, as if she's debating whether you're even worthy of an intro.

But of course you are.] Alice. [That eyebrow goes higher] That enough to make you move?

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[Yeah, well, your Alice status does not live up to ME, bitch. And Chris totally has the gatling gun backpack on if needed he can use that to be invulnerable from behind. Booyah..]

I'm gonna need a bit more than just 'Alice' to let you past. Whole place has been cordoned off by the BSAA. Nobody without the proper clearance gets through.

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[>| Go for it.]

[...Have a stare. And then a very Impatient Look] BSAA? Cute. That another creative acronym from Umbrella?

[SIGH and EYE ROLL] I don't have time for this. Either show me some creds yourself or move your ass.

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[B| Just give him a reason.]

[Chris returns said impatient look. He is a rock.] Bioterrorism Security Assessment Alliance. We're an agency under the UN. Created specifically to combat Umbrella and it's fragments.

[Chris just pats his soldier, where the BSAA patch is on display.]

I don't have time for this either. We've been instructed to treat anyone wanting in but without clearance like suspects connected to the terrorists responsible for the recent outbreak. So the way I see it, you have two options. Turn around and go home, or I take you in for questioning. Take your pick.

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[That gets an arrogant, amused smile out of her] Me, a terrorist?

[And then the amusement's gone] I'm sure you're a good little gatekeeper, but I'm in a hurry. [HEADTILT as she stares him down, face ttly srs] You have two options. Let me pass and forget you saw anything, or explain to your boss in the morning why you'll be found sleeping on the job.

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[Chris' hand goes to where his Hydra is holstered.]

Threatening a UN employee? Not so smart. Put your hands over your head, lady. You're coming with me for interrogation.

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[You know she's just a time bomb waiting for the first chance to leap into cheesy action scenes. So as soon as his hand moves to his gun, MARY-SUE POWERS: ACTIVATE!

CAT-LIKE REFLEXES snap a kick out at his hand, but she doesn't try drawing any of her numerous weapons--SHE DOESN'T NEED THEM. >:|]

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[The kick connects, alright, but this is Chris for crying out loud. He just looks at her like 'was that supposed to tickle' and draws the Hydra.]

This is your last warning, lady.

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[.............OMG WAIT WHAT NO WAI!111]

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[....HE MUST NOT BE HUMAN. ALL HUMANS SUCCUMB TO HER KICKS.

...OKAY ONE MORE TIME.

SHE'LL STEAL SHEVA'S SOMERSAULT KICK, THEN, AND ATTEMPT TO KNOCK THE HYDRA FROM HIS GRIP. 8|]

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[Chris just... looks at her as he casually steps back and out of range of the attack, clicking the safety off of the gun.]

You're new at this aren't you?

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OKAY FINE. She draws her toy pistol as she regains her feet.] I'll ask one more time. ['CAUSE YEAH SHE TOTALLY SHOWED YOU.]

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[And self-defense training from boot camp kicks in right about.... NOW.]

[Chris steps forward, grabbing at the wrist holding the gun with his free hand and twists the offending arm to the side as he steps forward again, this time pressing the Hydra to her stomach.]

...You're not really in a position to be making demands.

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[...THIS HAS NEVER HAPPENED TO HER BEFORE

WHAT IS THIS

THIS KIND OF STUFF DOES NOT HAPPEN TO HER IT HAPPENS TO USELESS PEOPLE LIKE JILL AND CLAIRE]

... [Slowly, stiffly, she releases her hold on the pistol, letting it fall to the ground and giving him a very, very displeased glare. IF STUPID WESKER HADN'T TAKEN HER POWERS, SHE COULD FRY HIS BRAIN WITH A GLANCE DX]

Fine. [OF COURSE, she is ttly tensed to react the second that barrel's off of her.]

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[Chris isn't stupid. He pulls a pair of handcuffs from his belt-loop and kicks the gun FAR away.]

Hands over your head and turn around. Slowly.