Characters: Bela Talbot, Open RL
Where: Debriefing Room
When: Just as she's arriving.
Summary: Bela had thought she was going to hell, but this certainly wasn't what she imagined.
Warnings: uhm, she's injured? She might swear... other than that? None really.
Note: Apologies for the time I took in actually typing this out. Crappy week.
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She listened to the dial tone on her phone and her heart filled with dread. )
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His red coat swayed behind him as he walked with a confident gait that could only be described as a swagger. His chin was held high and if there wasn't quite a smirk on his lips at the moment it was definitely implied in his manner.
Then he stopped suddenly. There was blood in the air. He could smell it like the sweet waff of pizza on the morning air--only less sweet and more tangy. It wasn't accompanied by the bitter smell of death, so that was a plus.
His brow furrowed and as he opened his senses to their full potential he heard the soft, rough cry for help from where he knew the "pod room" was located. He sprinted down the corridor and in an instant he was there. One hand on his weapon, the other on the door frame to stop his momentum, he appeared in the doorway and gazed inside. Nothing menacing. He paused and focused his eyes on what was there ( ... )
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She hadn't seen anyone she knew around as she was trying to figure out what to do that would involve much less danger than she had previously in been days ago.
"-elp," she caught as she walked past the pod room, a gravely female's voice. Ada made a complete stop, and heard a more clear call for help.
Inwardly sighing to herself, she turned and took a few paces to stand in the doorframe--holy shit. This woman looked indeed very worse for wear, bleeding on the floor around her. Something had instantly clicked to mind--an Umbrella-related attack, maybe? Hell, it could have been something else entirely, but a short list of nasty things came up that could leave wounds like that ( ... )
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Suddenly she was moved and pulled back to her feet and she whimpered, her new position only giving them a better look at the wounds on her back through the bloody tears in her shirt.
It was clear something big had attacked her. Some sort of animal.
But she was looking a little more awake. Bela figured at this point that she really wasn't dead, and someone was helping her, so damn if she was going to die now. She was too stubborn to now. "Thanks..." She managed to say to them, trying to keep the weight off her injured side as much as possible.
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