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[Complete] Child!Wesker, Kurama

Feb 21, 2008 22:28

Who: Child!Wesker, Kurama
When: Fifteen minutes after this
Where: Shu-Ra's offices.
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: Injuries, blood.
Summary: Kurama's turn to -watch- Wesker.

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The smell of burnt paper and wood still hovered in the office )

yu yu hakusho: kurama, !complete, event: age, resident evil: wesker

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iamwesker February 22 2008, 04:57:47 UTC

Wesker's blood was spread out across the floor along with a few wrappers from the food that the boy had demanded and been given by his captors. A pair of glowing red eyes watched Kurama with a flat snake's gaze from the back of the cell. There was the crinkle of cellophane, the boy's head dipping as he bolted down a granola bar ( ... )

redeemed_bandit February 22 2008, 05:53:16 UTC

His gaze stared at the shorter figure before him, a long silent stare, studying the wounds planted in the young flesh. The incredible rate at which the tissue mended evidenced the almost invulnerable structure of the Tyrants. Bullets and fire meant nothing. Without considering the countless holes in the walls and furniture, obviously only less than a 10% of the projectiles fired at the child had impacted against his body.
The constant hunger confirmed Birkin's words, the body demanded massive amounts of energy to mend itself. The energy source...
That must vanish.

But he could read in the child hints of pain, secretly disguised, suppressed behind the silent adult façade. "How are you feeling?" He inquired as he dropped in one knee before the child, taking a closer look to the wounds. The metallic scent of blood was present in the air, injuries which were still fresh.

iamwesker February 22 2008, 06:35:21 UTC

The little boy turned away from Kurama, snatching up another of the energy bars and stripping the silvery wrapper off. He gulped it down in three bites. Again he carefully dropped it into the rubbish bin unlike the other ones that were scattered at the door to his cell. He returned to his place back before Kurama.

"Feeling, Doctor?"

The question seemed to honestly confuse him. He blinked at the other man, either the pain distracting him or the simple oddness of the situation he had awoken to, breaking through that shield he kept between himself and the rest of the world. It wasn't the best of emotions to show or the most logical given the circumstances, but it was what he displayed.

"I don't understand the question. What is the answer you want?"

The light went out of his eyes. It could have been that there was enough illumination as it was or that he was exhausting himself keeping those cells active.

redeemed_bandit February 22 2008, 07:14:07 UTC

"A report of your current physical situation." The redhead stated, staring at the child with his impassive emerald eyes. The ominous glow which naturally surrounded Wesker's gaze had dimmed by now, the opportunity was one in a million, he was aware of the 'general safety' at the cost of one life.

But it was unfair. Though Wesker never fought fairly. Honor, morals, all had been lost for an ultimate goal. Tomorrow at this time the fire of his life would be a mere ember, not dead, not alive. The child's face reflected in his iced gaze. "This incident was a test, and you were successful."

The whole deceit was extremely accurate, each action justifying a purpose. So it would be that small yet crucial trick. Tomorrow would be a morning without dawn for Kurama.

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