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[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀stay dead this time.

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[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

+ my last project, just as STARS was not your last squad. how fun that we should remain parallels.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

as i recall, i offered you a chance at greatness. i can hardly be blamed for 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 refusal of 𝘮𝘦.

( the expression on wesker’s face is unimpressed— nearly bored as he looks his former operative up and down. )

where are your comrades now, chris? have you already prepared +

[⟡ c̳ʜʀɪꜱ @bouldrpuncher]

you were the one who betrayed 𝘮𝘦 , wesker !

[ a curl of his lip now , a slight raise to his voice . one hand curls into a fist at his side , the other raises to point an accusatory finger in the man's direction . ]

we 𝘁𝗿𝘂𝘀𝘁𝗲𝗱 you . nobody deserved what 𝘺𝘰𝘶 did .

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

+ their bodybags to send back home? you crave leadership, and yet your track record leaves much to be desired. that, at least, i do take ownership over: i never taught you to be anything but… under me.

but, to that point, failure only begins when you give up. tyrant was not +

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

+ in wesker’s belly is healing, but uroboros’ curious tentacles are slow to retreat.

“i’ll keep the knife, if you don’t mind.”

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

lancing pain spikes through albert’s body. even with his advanced senses, he had been watching for the cop to run, not for him to strike a blow.

“well, well,” he smiles. blood, rusty like a long dead thing, paints his lips. “ms. wong did tell me you were a good boy, and i +

[─ 𝙳𝚂𝙾'𝚂 ᶠⁱⁿᵉˢᵗ @governmnthookr]

【 leon’s seen a lot of disgusting things over the years , but the oil-slick tentacle peaking through the arm of wesker’s coat still manages to turn his stomach . if not for the sight itself , but for the potential for violence coiled in its presence . ↘︎

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

+ flesh; a way 𝘪𝘯𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.

letting go of leon’s wrist, albert pulls off his glasses to reveal the blood-red violence of his eyes. gently, ever so gently, as if offering something precious, he folds the arms and hangs the pair at the collar of the other’s shirt.

the tear +

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@NECROSISED @gscreatr to be frank, you’re likely going to be dead by sunrise. if anyone has a chance at culling this infection, it is dr birkin here.

how attached are you to your arm? emotionally. i understand it is physically attached to you. oh, and give me the gun.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

if you were invested in keeping things safe the g-virus would still be under control, my dear friend.

[︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎ ︎w͜͡. @gscreatr]

man wtf

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@NECROSISED @gscreatr ( a withering look toward the courier. ) stop speaking.

william, this is your virus, you make the decisions and i will follow your instruction. beyond that, i am simply here as an… objective observer.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

you were warned.

[─ 𝙳𝚂𝙾'𝚂 ᶠⁱⁿᵉˢᵗ @governmnthookr]

how the hell –­

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@gscreatr don’t ask pointless questions that you already know the answer to.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@gscreatr @NECROSISED ( looking a william. looking back that the courier.

sighs.)

show the good doctor what’s wrong.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@NECROSISED @gscreatr ( taking the pen in hand, face unchanged despite the blood that slicks the utensil. a signature scratches onto the paper– very obviously not his own. )

right. the bag, if you please.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@gscreatr @NECROSISED pen, please.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

no, but you certainly care about repeat clients. i may soon be in the market for a competent someone to take care of some things for me.

[‎‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍ ‍݁‎‍ ‍ ‍‍ ‍‍‍┄ ‍‍𝔀ᴼ̠ɴ𝚐、 a͟𝑑𝚊. @spieshot]

to be honest with you, i don’t really care about your opinion of me.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

cincinnati is gone.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

unfortunately for the citizens in and around cincinnati, ohio, my escaped experiment has not yet been located. fortunately for me, this is only a scenario two situation.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

i’ve returned from “terrorizing” the local “population”.

[‍ ‍ ‍ w. @7mins_]

@NECROSISED @gscreatr yes. give me a pen.