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[powernaps]

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[someonesuitable]

(Tits McGee approves of this.)

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(Jill Valentine. Awaiting orders.)

[someonesuitable]

You certainly took long enough getting here.

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I apologize. [And the words are dead, not her own. She wants to choke on them, or better yet choke the bitch herself. But she's nothing but an obedient doll at this point.] Did you need me for something...?

[someonesuitable]

(Excella glances up at Jill from where she's sitting at her desk, idly finishing some paperwork.)

Can't a girl just call a friend in for a chat every now and again?

(A smirk crosses her lips; she knows just how painful being aware and yet unable to react is for her.)

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[If she had the ability to show some reaction, a heavy look of disgust would have crossed her features, but it can only show neutral indifference.]

If that's what you wish this to be, Excella...I'm meant to follow orders, not give opinions.

[someonesuitable]

(Her lack of reaction is noted; the P30 seems to be working flawlessly, though Excella's vaguely concerned about Jill's outward awareness of her lack of control. It was no matter, she concluded - simply another matter she would mention to Albert later.

For now, she would continue the conversation and see just how strong the device's control was.)

And if I ordered you to give one?

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Then I would give it. [And oh how she wished for that command, if only for the chance to voice just how much she loathed everything about this.]

[someonesuitable]

Would you like that?

[notonroids]

[Hey Excella. I guess you have a nice rack.]

[someonesuitable]

(Why, thank you, Mr Redfield -- all the better to distract you and inject you with Uroboros with?)

Chris.

Had a change of heart?

[notonroids]

[Get anywhere near him with a needle, and there might be problems.]

I wouldn't call it a change of heart. [though he doesn't have his gun drawn. This might say something else.]

her voice clips WILL NOT STOP PLAYING in my head

[someonesuitable]

(draw it, chris! she neeeeeeds your 'magnum,' after all.)

Oh? Then what would you call it?

LOL SAME HERE. oh god

[notonroids]

[Oh, you want his 'magnum' huh? We can arrange this.]

I'd call it an opportunity.

[someonesuitable]

(She smirks and leans back on her hands against the desk that I've suddenly decided is there)

This meeting could provide many different opportunities -- you'll have to be more specific.

[notonroids]

[He looks her over, though he's trying not to make it too obvious. She really did have some nice assets after all.]

Specific, huh? Considering the fact that we're alone? I think we have a chance to talk. [Yeah. ...Talk. That's what he was there to do. Especially since he's moving closer to her.]