[Not long after his 'discussion' with the Queen, Wesker is sent back over to the real side, his mirror returning to the appropriate side. Except his room is not how it should be. The walls, ceiling, and furniture are all blackened. The floor is covered in a fine layer of ash
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Or one of those painfully stereotypical evil scientist moments where you lose your shit and destroy your life's work.
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I'm afraid you've lost me with the pills reference.
[Narrowing of the eyes behind his sunglasses.]
Evil scientist?
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Didn't we just have this conversation yesterday or did melting your face off fuck up your memory retention?
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I'm sure I have a ways to go before I have acquired as many as you.
[Piss him off. Do it and see how long you live.]
I can assure you it did not fuck up my memory retention. However, I will be more than happy to put that suspicion to rest.
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[ Don't mind if he does. ]
Meaning what, trash? Want me to pull out the flash cards or something? Because no. You do that shit yourself.
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[Yep, your snark is being met by his.]
I would more than likely have to since that task is much too complicated for a person like yourself.
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Oh ha ha, basic motor functions, so plebeian. I'm hurt. Really. Tearing up over here. Crushed, actually. I'm not sure I'll be able to get over it.
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[Disinterested expression now. Welcome back, sarcasm.]
My apologies.
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Well, enjoy your shitfit.
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Eyebrow raise and scoff.]
I shall.
[Click! He'll see you next time, hot stuff Xanxus.]
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