@OFHERCURIOSITY " ... i'm more concerned as to how you, out of all people, ended up here. " her eyebrows stitched together as she approached, leaving the desk in the middle of the room as the only thing between them.
zeno stood at the back of the room; an office in a penthouse between new york city and the ruins of raccoon city. despite the events of october, 2026, business wasn't over yet.
the drag of his foot squeaked against the smooth wood tile.
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Lexi was deep into her research for her master thesis: The history of Biowarfare.
She found herself flying too close to the sun. After nights of countless research, taking advantage of her father’s unlimited access to the DSO records +
zeno squinted, before he shook his head fondly. with the start of a grin, he snatched the lighter from you. " you've got to stop playing tricks on me, miss. "
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and there, SHE emerges from the walls surrounding him. is it just only HER that zeno is seeing or are there another three of the empress?
hah! those are just shadow puppets of her majesty’s likeness and the original produces a lighter that may →
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chin leaned over her shoulder to meet the intruder. yellow eyes glinted behind his shades. " what is your business here? " quick to draw his weapon, he turned fully to point the barrel of his engraved gun at the stranger.
zeno slammed the door shut behind him without much care. if they didn't appreciate her presence, then she won't tolerate theirs. unintelligible curses muttered out, cigarettes pulled out of jacket pocket ——-- he realizes he left his lighter.
them wrong. to the edge of the forest where she says the garden could be found. alas, she never returned, and the villagers forgot all about her.
years passed, and on one winter night, a 𝘵𝘳𝘢𝘷𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘳 arrived. "
a smirk lingers on his face as he continues. " ah, that girl ... wanted to prove fantasy so badly. she claimed to visit a magnificent garden beyond a black iron gate. she described flowers that sang in languages no human could speak,
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while SHE finally lights her cigarette, the nameless only has interest and never fear in HER hypnotic eyes. the rings embedded in her irises move by slowly rotating.
“go on, i’m listening but one does appreciate the. . . suspense,” and SHE takes →
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trees whose branches reached toward the stars, and a fountain that flowed with water so clear, it reflected things that had never happened ...
naturally, nobody believed her. being ... little and close minded, she ran off determined to prove