And how well they did exactly what they were told. Slipping into the back of Sunde, Shu was utterly silent, the whites of his eyes all that caught the cool moonlight from the outside before he fell completely into the gloom. He wet his lips when he saw the lights on beyond and far out of reach, heard the soft sound of spoken, familiar voices. It earned a glance back at Elena, one of those strange, sure looks that often came with a mutual revelation
( ... )
Elena followed along behind Shu, silent as he had asked her to be. While Shu was getting ideas, she was still lost; all he had said to her was to grab her coat and that there was something Schuldig had wanted her to see. A little worrisome, but something she felt wasn't too out of the ordinary.
At least, not until she was climbing what felt like rafters in the damn club. Talk about a birdseye view, though.
She breathed quietly as she sat down, her legs curled under her so her feet didn't dangle. At least the acoustics in this place were decent; she could hear everything from over here.
Well now, like with any good reconnaissance mission, it was time to sit back and wait.
From above Sunde looked different than usual. There were two small white 'x' marks on the floor, most likely done in a chalk. A huge cement block was tied in the rafters, making one wonder how the hell the members of Schwarz got it up there and why it was simply hanging there. Ropes were strung through the rafters at various places, leading down eventually to one just in front of the stage that seemed to serve no real purpose. One end of it was in a loop about two feet wide. Another stretched along the floor midway through the floor, just laying there. Strange, but Schwarz never had been the most sane of people
( ... )
"I think not. For now, I prefer you there. I believe you have a proposition for us?" Crawford replied, his weapon never wavering.
Wesker growled at them like a dog, stuck for the time being. Granted, he could have reached up and torn the rope from his leg, but then Schwarz would open fire. Enough bullets would split his head open like an overripe melon. He knew a stalemate when he saw one. "Impressive showing of your power, Mr Crawford."
Crawford made no reply. If Shu or Elena could read his open notebook from their place, writing in Crawford's painfully neat handwriting was the exact words of the song that had been playing when the door flew open along with various notes on what would happen in situation A if thing B was done. Brad Crawford tended to play the future like a horserace, constantly trying to gain some control by making certain conditions happen for the outcome he wanted.
"Your proposition, Mr Wesker," was all Crawford said. A few feet from him, Schuldig kept his guns aimed at the man's head.
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At least, not until she was climbing what felt like rafters in the damn club. Talk about a birdseye view, though.
She breathed quietly as she sat down, her legs curled under her so her feet didn't dangle. At least the acoustics in this place were decent; she could hear everything from over here.
Well now, like with any good reconnaissance mission, it was time to sit back and wait.
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Wesker growled at them like a dog, stuck for the time being. Granted, he could have reached up and torn the rope from his leg, but then Schwarz would open fire. Enough bullets would split his head open like an overripe melon. He knew a stalemate when he saw one. "Impressive showing of your power, Mr Crawford."
Crawford made no reply. If Shu or Elena could read his open notebook from their place, writing in Crawford's painfully neat handwriting was the exact words of the song that had been playing when the door flew open along with various notes on what would happen in situation A if thing B was done. Brad Crawford tended to play the future like a horserace, constantly trying to gain some control by making certain conditions happen for the outcome he wanted.
"Your proposition, Mr Wesker," was all Crawford said. A few feet from him, Schuldig kept his guns aimed at the man's head.
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