Day 22// Afternoon // Session 1

[deadfacility]

[WHO] VAECOM Scientists and I'll add whomever shows up
[WHERE] The Facility Lab rooms on floor 5
[WHEN] Day 22 Afternoon
[STYLE]Action
[RATING] Pg-13 - R? For um...scientific excuses for torture?
[STATUS] Open

Comments

[hunkpunt]

[Really, HUNK should have been more worried about this kind of thing, but this was a man who had worked for Umbrella. Not only that, but he had been to prison and had escaped death row. Being locked up like this was nothing new to him. So he had simply stayed quiet. Watching, observing everything that took place. Listening to all the sounds of his new home.]

Contestant 1#

[deadfacility]

[They take a stop by Hunk's cell. A quiet mumble shared between two of the people can be heard before one moves forward and fiddles with the card reader. A shrill beep, and the locks of the door retract.

An ELVIRA soldier opens the door, revealing a very calm middle aged man in a white coat with another soldier at his side.]

Good afternoon.

[hunkpunt]

[HUNK just nods. In any other reality where he had some kind of weapon, even a shiv, he could've thought of three ways to disable the scientist and the guard the moment they opened the door.

There was plenty of time for that in the future, though. Plenty of time to think.]

[deadfacility]

We're only running a couple tests, nothing too harmful. Do you think you could play nice?

[escapedpandora]

[Footsteps? Hope moves to the door slot to try and look outside and see what was going on.]

Contestant 2#

[deadfacility]

[Another small group now enters the hallway. There are no words shared between the doctor and their soldier, just the beep of the card reader confirming its desired action.

The doctor opens the door herself, a clipboard tucked into her arm. No greeting, just a frigid look cast down at the small bare-assed child.]

Can you stand?

[escapedpandora]

[Hey, he's got the stupid robe thing that was given to him on. He scrambles back, though away from the door at the sight of the soldier.

At the question, he just glares and refuses to answer.]

[deadfacility]

[Her position shifts slightly, head tilting.]

The less you cooperate, the less likely you are to be released.

[comeseemyhook]

[It's the kind of situation Wesker's familiar with but he's never found himself in this position. But he knows that as yet there's very little he'll be able to do. He simply stands at the furthest point from the door and waits.]

Contestant 3#

[deadfacility]

[The footsteps pass his door, and all feels safe.]

[But we like irony here. A little beep, and he door opens to mister handsome. He's one guard down, assuming the first one is taking care of HUNK.]

Feel like stepping out?

[comeseemyhook]

[Wesker raises an eyebrow and answers coolly.]

Do I have any choice? [He moves forward anyway.]

[deadfacility]

Not really.

[He steps aside for the guard to enter.]

Hands up where we can see them.

[itselegant]

[despite the awkwardness of it, Robert has taken to exercising to pass the time when he isn't talking. mostly sits up because doing push ups in a hospital gown is, uh, not awesome at all. no ass for you, camera.]

Contestant 4#

[deadfacility]

[Trust me, Mr Neville, security has been severely disappointed.]

[The doctor opens the door after taking care of Hope, or leaving the guard to take care of hope.]

Robert Neville, is it? [How creepy is that, she knows your name]

[itselegant]

[he pauses, halfway in a sit up and stares at her a moment.]

You listen to the local channels?

[not surprised or anything, just pointing out a logical conclusion. he is a little nervous about what's going to happen, though.]

[deadfacility]

As a part of our research, yes.

[she checks the chart tucked into her arm.]

We're running some tests, if you're not busy.

[guardup]

[Every noise made outside of her cell had Lightning on edge, and this time was no different. She stood immediately once the footsteps had proceeded to get louder.]

Contestant 5#

[deadfacility]

[The footsteps now stop at her door. There is a quiet bickering between a man and a woman. The click of the woman's heels take her away and the door opens.]

Hello there. We're going to have to ask you to come with us.

[guardup]

[As much as she wanted to put up a fight, Lightning wasn't stupid. She knew making the wrong move would result badly... maybe not just for her, either. And with the knowledge of both Hope and Vanille being nearby, she wasn't willing to risk it. Her face, though, said it all. With a huff, she stepped forward to comply.]

[deadfacility]

[This one looks a bit feisty....]

Hands up where I can see them.