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[Incomplete and Open]

Jan 13, 2008 19:04

Who: Wesker and anyone who wants to visit him (OPEN)
When: After he sees Claire and Leon's going back and forth
Where: The doorstep of their place
Rating: TBA
Warnings: None yet
Summary: After Leon and Claire get weird(er), Wesker decides the outside is safer.

( Wesker felt safer outside with the monsters than in that house )

trinity blood: abel, event: switching, !incomplete, resident evil: wesker

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poor Wesker all alone~ neverblessme January 14 2008, 07:01:09 UTC

There was something really really strange going on in the city that day. Something so strange that Abel decided that staying in one place wouldn't be in his best interest. If this body switching hit him, he really did not want to be inside a house around people that might get hurt. After all, who knew how 02 would react with a different conscious was in control? He wouldn't bet that 02 would move with him since it was the body the nanites needed, not his mind ( ... )

Wesker needs more loved... or laughed at more. Something. iamwesker January 14 2008, 19:51:18 UTC

Wesker grit his teeth together, reminding himself that today wasn't the day to be doing anything to anyone since he was roughly 3'7 and had all the hit of a teddy bear. He wasn't going to let himself consider the fact that his kid-leash was keeping him from even getting up to go stalk down to the man and kick him in the shin as satisfying as that would have been.

After all these years, Wesker got why kids did that all the time. It was actually fun. There was something fufilling in seeing someone twice his size double over from a kick at just the right spot. Failing that, Wesker could just whack them with his knife-in-teddy-bear.

"I am not a miss. I am a forty-four year old man currently trapped in the body of a little girl," Wesker said with strained politeness. He was trying hard these days. He reached out for his bear, Rupert, and sat the toy on his lap. If this was one of the dangerous sorts, he wouldn't hesitate to put the point of the blade through his eye.

He may get that with Abel. Poor Wesker neverblessme January 14 2008, 20:23:26 UTC

It's pretty hard to imagine Abel as the dangerous sort. He looked too silly for one, with the thick glasses that kept sliding down his nose and the large black ribbon holding his hair in a tail. His robes only accentuate his thin frame as well and the rather blank expression he regarded Wesker with was that of a simpleminded fool.

"Oh. Well, that's..." Abel rubbed the back of his neck, laughing lightly. "Oh dear. That must be very uncomfortable. I can't even imagine what it must be like to be so small again. Err."

Wesker is having one of those weeks. iamwesker January 14 2008, 20:37:57 UTC

The slighty wrinkled nose and raised brow that Wesker gave poor Abel spoke volumes of the man taking the poor priest as an idiot. Tucking a mass of pink hair behind one ear, Wesker all but bristled at the laughter. This was definately someone he would have to put on his List.

Most people believed his so-called 'List' was just something he had made up while being kiddized. In truth, Wesker always had a mental tally of just who had pissed him off enough to earn whatever new and interesting variation of experimentation he had made up. It helped to be organized when one has as many enemies as he did.

"I imagine you can't," Wesker replied frostily, lifting his chin with a 'hmph' sound. His head turned to the side in that manner all little kids have that says 'I am now ignoring you'.

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