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Damn right it's a self-imposed exile, but he probably won't shoot you if you come bother him. However, he might strap you to a table. It's how he shows his love. Mama knows this.]
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[He heads down with the intention of checking on Thing 2 in his boredom, but he stops dead at the bottom of the stairs when he sees that OH HEY LOOK WHO'S HERE]
Oh--uh--I didn't... know you were home. [8|]
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[Wesker looks up from his desk: I wear my sunglasses at night.] And you sound so excited at the discovery.
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It's not--uh-- [can you tell you unnerve this kid, just slightly? You're like a (more) evil Jade, what. Just without something resembling moral ties.
SUBJECT CHANGE IMMINENT] ...Does--Does Mom know you're back?
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Literally. With sharp things.
Her job is to look after the kiddies when mommy and daddy are away. And to keep them in line when they decide that rules are for losers. And she's not afraid to disciplining. ]
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[Cliiiiiiimbs up onto one side of its glass cage]
Hiiiiiisssss...
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[Cliiiiiiimbs onto the ceiling]
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[Drops back to the bloodstained floor]
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'Stretched out' as in he's taking up all three cushions, so if you're looking for a seat, too bad.]
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[Ion slips into the den, glancing around for other people who might hear them before coming to a stop still a goodly distance away from the couch. Haine is one of his 'siblings' that Ion knows better than to take unawares.]
Ah, Haine! I was wondering, if you have the time and don't mind, if you'd help me with something.
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He's listening.]
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[So Ion glances to the side a bit, before casually rubbing at one of his ears, meeting Haine's gaze meaningfully as he does so. Then just as casually he drops his hand, keeping his voice cheerful, calm, slightly apologetic--normal.]
I'm sorry to bother you, but I saw today that one of the rose bushes I'm helping Mom grow isn't placed very well: it's too close to the side of the house, so it isn't getting all the sun it needs. And...I'm afraid I'm quite strong enough to do it all on my own...
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