[Not long after his 'discussion' with the Queen, Wesker is sent back over to the real side, his mirror returning to the appropriate side. Except his room is not how it should be. The walls, ceiling, and furniture are all blackened. The floor is covered in a fine layer of ash
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She's waiting to catch his eye.
When he finally notices her, she can barely squeak out a quiet greeting.]
Welcome back.
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[She stretches her arms up and rests them on his shoulders, her hands behind his head, the fingers of her free hand gently working through the ends of his hair.]
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But he will respond with modesty, of course.]
You are possibly the only one who thinks so. My eyes tend to make others uncomfortable.
[So, whatever stress that was present has now dissipated. He's not exactly wanting to, but he's beginning to enjoy those fingers at the back of his neck.]
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[She stares lovingly contently into his eyes, working her fingers through the hair at the nape of his neck.]
So your conversation with The Queen didn't go very well?
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But then the Queen is mentioned. A sigh as his eyes narrow slightly.]
No, it did not. She refused to answer a number of my questions. And the ones she did answer, she did so with condescension.
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I've heard she is quite the bitch. I guess you've just confirmed it.
Did you learn anything useful?
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Mmm she is, yes.
She did share that she had crossed over to our side once before. To slay the Jabberwock.
[Relaxed? Why yes, yes he is. And the sigh is evident of that.]
But aside from that piece of information, her words were useless.
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[She smiles as he sighs, still working his hair with her fingers.]
Do you like this?
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[He quirks an eyebrow, as if to ask "What gave you that idea?"
And then the smallest of nods.]
Yes...
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[Her smile broadens as she pulls away. She sets her beloved flask and rose on his desk, then returns to him. Reaching up with both hands now, she goes to massaging his head.]
How's this?
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And then she returns, her hands going to his scalp. At first he goes rigid, still somewhat uncomfortable with the contact.
But the discomfort melts away as she continues, his eyes slowly closing. He's still human, after all.]
I was not expecting it to be...so calming.
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Have you ever had a massage? I think if you find this relaxing, a back rub would be very enjoyable for you.
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I have not, no.
[His eyes open at the suggestion.] Are you offering...?
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Well, I wasn't. But you look so adorably excited, so I think I shall, if you'd like.
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However, he nods, eyes closing once more.]
Perhaps your room? As you can see, my own is hardly in appropriate condition...
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Yes, your room isn't quite ideal. Let's head to my room, shall we?
[She pulls away from him and goes to his desk for her rose. Then she returns to him, grabs his hand, and begins to pull him toward the door.]
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