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Feb 09, 2009 15:07

Who: Wesker and whoever drops by
Where: By the fountain
When: Today
Summary: Wesker is wandering around, looking sketchy as usual.
Rating: TBA

( Rain, rain go away, come again another day. All the world is waiting for the sun. )

resident evil: albert wesker, resident evil: chris redfield

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dragonism February 10 2009, 01:59:11 UTC

Why he was doing this he didn't know, but it probably had something to do with the fact that pacing around the flat wasn't making much for his desire to be productive. Sitting on the couch with his communicator, going through what was being said was not helping and getting into a tense conversation with Wesker, ending on an uncertain note didn't make him feel much better.

Actually, his verbal argument for doing this was he saw that supposed private conversation between Wesker and Claire and upon hearing the supposed real reason Wesker invited him along, he figured he could justify sparing the time just a little better. If nothing else fit, Wesker did at least seem as interested in finding out who the killer was as everyone else. Chris couldn't deny they had similar goals in that aspect. To simply ignore Wesker 'just because' at this point was really just borderline stupid; and if Chris wanted to really try and help stop what was happening, he was going to have to grow up and accept that just maybe he was going to have to truce with ( ... )

iamwesker February 10 2009, 02:34:58 UTC

Wesker's head lifted a fraction of an inch, a breath drawn in much like a wolf scenting the air for prey. The monster that looked like a man turned his head enough to face the other man, Chris reflected back in the black lenses of his glasses. The set of his mouth didn't change to show pleasure or any other quirk of emotion ( ... )

dragonism February 10 2009, 03:38:22 UTC

Observant was what would have most accurately described Chris' expression amidst a bundle of feelings as he came to a halt not too far away. Arms crossed, he stood his ground, waiting for the other with as much patience as someone like him could muster. Unlike Wesker, he was never very good at the 'poker face' game and tended to wear his feelings rather readily. It was no wonder that his expression was currently difficult to read, but "observant" definitely would have been a good sum of the picture. Because, he was. Despite the nip and burn of hearing his full name spoken by that voice not over a radio being unnerving at it was enraging, the elder Redfield couldn't help but have his curiosity get the best of him. He never really had gotten to see Wesker that night, just a quick glimpse here and there through the fog in between arguing with Alex and those monsters engaging... and, well, he wanted a good look. And what he saw was not much different from what he remembered back home, or really, what he would have expected if they ( ... )

iamwesker February 10 2009, 10:38:04 UTC

If Wesker were troubled by the past, he didn't show it. The disguise of his black lensed sunglasses never turned away from Chris despite the head-on gaze. A there and gone again twist of his lips in the suggestion of a smile was all he allowed to escape before they started down the path towards Claire's deathsite ( ... )

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