2//investigations [closed to steve]

[visestvita]

[Since Wesker had admitted that incredibly interesting specimen to the compound, he'd been waiting for a chance to... well, not speak with it exactly but at least attempt some sort of communication with it. It had displayed a certain level of intelligence and thus far, he had not heard of anything quite like that - apart from the obvious, of course

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[brainetarian]

Steve looked up at the noise, although now he thought about it he had smelled someone coming beforehand. He still wasn't used to having different senses yet. He stood up off his bed where he'd been watching the dust motes drift across the ceiling and picked up his pad of paper.

[Holds up the first page and points to the word "Yes" and then a large "?"]

[visestvita]

[Wesker is brief and to the point.]

Tell me what you remember. Name, age, place of birth and your previous occupation.

[brainetarian]

Steve let out a sigh, although its not that much different to most of his moaning so Wesker could be forgiven for not realising it. Taking the lid off his pen, Steve began to write.

"Steve Phillips 27 England mechanic"

[visestvita]

[Wesker contemplates that for a moment. A mechanic? He'd been half-expecting a doctor, a scientist of some sort. What business did a mechanic have not succumbing to the virus?]

Where exactly did you work then?