[IDEK] ONE BIG FAMILY REUNION

[zerosuitjill]

[Due to the accumulated number of people screwed up and/or created through science here at transgenicprose, Phase has decided that it's in the best interest of said people to provide them with some support for dealing with their angsty pasts/ruined childhoods/lingering nightmares/present-day issues. Since support groups would be all but ASKING for someone to get

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[onceunleashed]

[Is in the den, stretched out on the couch and staring up idly at the ceiling, his arms behind his head.

'Stretched out' as in he's taking up all three cushions, so if you're looking for a seat, too bad.]

[hold_the_fon]

[...Is making another sweep of the house, since after dinner, everyone sort of just scattered, like usual. And oh, there he is...]

[Ion slips into the den, glancing around for other people who might hear them before coming to a stop still a goodly distance away from the couch. Haine is one of his 'siblings' that Ion knows better than to take unawares.]

Ah, Haine! I was wondering, if you have the time and don't mind, if you'd help me with something.

[onceunleashed]

[That might be a slight shift of his eyes to allow a better peripheral-glance in Ion's direction when he first enters; other than that, he doesn't react except with a momentary low grunt.

He's listening.]

[hold_the_fon]

[Ion has never been sure just how much "Big Brother" sees--how many cameras or bugs are in the house, if any. They've stumbled over a few once or twice, but...there are probably many, many more. Going outside is probably the best option.]

[So Ion glances to the side a bit, before casually rubbing at one of his ears, meeting Haine's gaze meaningfully as he does so. Then just as casually he drops his hand, keeping his voice cheerful, calm, slightly apologetic--normal.]

I'm sorry to bother you, but I saw today that one of the rose bushes I'm helping Mom grow isn't placed very well: it's too close to the side of the house, so it isn't getting all the sun it needs. And...I'm afraid I'm quite strong enough to do it all on my own...

[onceunleashed]

[At the pause, Haine looks over more fully, and catches all of that. In any other household, he'd ask what the hell was up--but in this one, in Albert Wesker's house, he doesn't. He can't attest to liking anyone here besides Nill, whatever his thoughts on Jill, but he certainly doesn't dislike Ion; not next to the contempt Haine holds for that twin of his. Ion himself is nothing if not full of good intentions, he's sure.

After the obvious set of signs, Haine looks back to the ceiling, snorting after a couple seconds.] Tch. If you can't get anyone else in this damn house... [Sits up with some well-played reluctance, shoving his hands in his pockets as he stands and gives Ion a frowning look of Well? Lead the way.]

[hold_the_fon]

[With a smile of thanks, Ion does so, taking them out back to one of the many rose bushes. The one farthest back is set pretty close to the side, and due to the angle of the house...it probably doesn't get that six hour minimum of sun that roses really need to be healthy. There's a shovel and a trowel beside the bush, and it's obvious Ion gave it a try on his own, but...didn't really get too far.]

[...But they're still too close to the house right now for Ion to risk saying anything just yet, so he keeps up the minor small-talk as Haine digs, helping with the trowel as much as he can.]

I thought maybe we could put it more out in the open somewhere. I looked earlier, and found a spot that I think would be very nice.

...I do apologise for bothering you with this, Haine.

[onceunleashed]

'S long as it's worthwhile. [To anyone else, it's just a smartass remark; between them, it's him wanting to get to the point. But he knows how to play this, so he works in silence, more or less, just giving a short answer here and there, ignoring any thorn-cuts he earns since they heal in seconds, anyway. Finally, when the thing's uprooted, he hoists it up as he looks at Ion.] Where to?

[hold_the_fon]

This way.

[Ion keeps up the cheerful, slightly apologetic smile until they're well away from the house and there's nothing anywhere nearby that could be concealing any sort of bug; he'd checked the area earlier, under cover of looking for a place for the rosebush, and once they're there, his smile drops away, leaving an anxious expression in its place.]

Kazuya Mishima stopped by earlier today. He said a lot of things...about Nill. It sounds like he's planning something, some sort of tests, or experiments... I don't know if Wesker is involved or not, but knowing him, it's certainly not unthinkable. And I thought, since you're closest to Nill, if anyone would want to know, or try to do something about it...

[Ion's dropped to his knees by now, keeping up the appearance of digging a new hole for the bush. Wesker probably has this place watched by satellite, so while they don't have to worry about their lips being read or their voices being overhear, being obviously idle could still get them in trouble.]

Good call on the satellite. Was that a lucky guess, or did you catch that in RE4? |D

[onceunleashed]

[Haine listens with a look that's more attentive than usual, but his default expression of general irritation doesn't change. At the end, he's momentarily silent as he also turns to work, his movements considerably slower.

Finally, he snorts. Birds of a feather, these bastards; Kazuya all but is a second Wesker--not as strong, if Haine's gauged him right, and more to have his people work for him than get his hands dirty himself, but he'd be equally not missed if something happened to him.]

...Did he say when he'd be back?

...It was just me being logical, actually. 8];; Most of what I remember from RE4 is ZOMG CHAINSAWS.

[hold_the_fon]

No, but--I don't think this is something we can wait to act on. He sounded surprised that there hadn't been any "new developments" with Nill already.

[He pauses, briefly biting his lip, because the only thing he can think of to really keep this from happening will be next to impossible to pull off. But it's also the only way.]

...I think...you have to get her out of here. You can't fight them forever, and I can't protect Nill at all. It's the only way to keep them from doing whatever they want to her.

Ahaha XD We only see him use it... once? ...to track Ada's movements. SO +1,000,000 POINTS 4 U

[onceunleashed]

[That earns an openly surprised look. It's not that running away hasn't crossed his mind--it's just impossible, yes. It's proven impossible.

But that doesn't mean he's opposed to trying. Of course, if he finds out that Kazuya's staying anywhere in town, it'd be a lot easier to just hunt him down and kill him. But this is all he has to go on for the moment, and even killing Kazuya would be a temporary solution--cutting a limb off the problem, not the head.] ...That's a lot easier said than done. If it was as simple as kicking in enough heads, you know I'd do it--but you also know as well as I do that people don't just run from Wesker. They hide until he drags them out again.

[A pause as he digs up a particularly stubborn root; his tone remains matter-of-fact] Just saying that could get you killed, you know.

XD!

[hold_the_fon]

[He looks up from digging, serious and determined.]

Yes, I know. But I cannot simply stand by and do nothing if there's even the slightest chance that I can stop this from happening.

I'm not saying it will be easy, but I'm sure you already know that. I have a few ideas, but it's hard to find places to talk about this sort of thing, so we need to take advantage of this as much as possible.

[onceunleashed]

[He's silent for a moment, not least of all because he knows that Nill is as close to Jill as Jill is to her--simply up and bolting won't be so simple as far as Nill is concerned.

Of course, no one has to tell him that it's a small sacrifice to make, considering what's at stake.

He doesn't pause in his digging.] ...Let me have it, then.

[hold_the_fon]

First, I don't want to risk dragging Mom or any of the others into this. And I know that any plan we come up is going to be risky, and will be something of a long-shot...but this is the best I could come up with for now.

[He takes another, harder dig at a clump of dirt.]

I happened on a list of Mom's contacts when I was helping her clean her study the other day. I tried a few of the numbers when I came out here earlier--[Here, he digs down into the loosened soil, then flashes a small, pink cell phone with some cutesy animal phone straps dangling from it, all of which look pretty dirty now.]--I borrowed a cell phone from a classmate last week, since I'd planned on seeing if there was anything I could do even before this...I've been pretty worried about Luke lately...but Nill's situation is more pressing at the moment, so I'll focus on that first. And if this works--a big "if" at this point, I realise--maybe you can help me get Luke out somehow as well

LOL o u

[onceunleashed]

...You've definitely thought this out. [It might normally have a vague tinge of amusement to it, but with this srs biznis, it's just stated plainly. He takes the paper witout looking at it and pockets it, making a mental note.

When Ion finishes, though, Haine glances sidelong at him, a blatant kind of skepticism overcoming his surprise and curiosity. He goes back to digging for some ten seconds before replying.]

I get why she'd want to help screw over Wesker, but-- [He slams the shovel down hard as he hits a particularly stubborn clump of dirt] --you sure you can trust her? Wesker aside... I'm sure she hasn't forgotten just why Chris was killed.

[That's as blunt as he'll be on the subject.]

Hey, we said we'd drag 'em all in SOMEhow, right? |D

[hold_the_fon]

[Ion looks slightly sheepish at that.] Well, as much time as I have to spend in bed... I'm sure there are still problems with it, and a lot of it will be luck, but...I think the end result is worth all the risks.

[It's a sad, strangely old-looking expression that comes across Ion's face now--the mixing of a tired smile and something like regret.]

How can you ever really be sure that anyone is trustworthy? It's impossible to know almost anything for certain...but if anyone has a real reason to want to work against Wesker, I think it would be her.

[He lowers his eyes, fiddling idly with his trowel.] ...And Mr. Chris tried to fight Wesker head-on. He should have known better...and I really don't understand why he did it, but...at least he tried. I can't help thinking that there was some worth in it just for that. And perhaps there's something to it all that we don't know about, a reason for his sacrifice... Who can say?

[He looks up, his smile a little more real now, his tone a little lighter.] Of course, that doesn't mean we're