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Albert Wesker (weskerish) wrote in colligo_threads,
@ 2009-09-01 21:25:00

Entry tags:

!closed, alice

WHO: Albert Wesker and Alice
WHAT: Alice and Wesker are curious about each other.
WHEN: This evening
WHERE: The street near the arrival point.
RATING: TBA
STATUS: Incomplete

Wesker touched a gloved fingertip to the centre of his sunglasses, pushing them up securely on his nose. Despite the gathering darkness, he kept them on. Behind the shields of darkened glass, he saw the world beyond perfectly. Much like a raptor, his strange vision gave him more frames per second than the average human saw, leaving the world moving in slow motion in his perception. An unfortunate side-effect was his crimson eyes with the snake-like pupils. He didn't know yet what sorts were in this city, and he had no intentions of standing out when he didn't need to.

To the ordinary observer, he would have looked like anyone walking down the street. He wasn't any more handsome or ugly than the average person. Wesker was the sort that one could see and forget about soon enough afterwards usually. There were exceptions, of course, but he had found them to be far and few. His appearance wasn't one of the things that concerned him when compared to others. He was as he was. He could be set on fire as Alexia had done to him, and his skin healed to its former flawless state within a few minutes. The virus that coursed through his bloodstream did have its uses.

The fact that this 'Alice' knew he was infected wasn't wholly surprising. Claire Redfield never had been able to keep quiet. Her claim that she knew of another was intriguing but impossible. Sergei had been the last, and Wesker had personally executed him. He was the only one.

His head remained tilted a degree or so upwards, listening to the world around him as the crowds thinned to nothingness. His hearing was quite good, and Wesker had no desire to be someone's personal shooting target for the night. Now to wait for this 'Alice'.

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weskerish
2009-09-02 07:33 am UTC (link)

"And yet you continue to attack. What kind of beast has the virus made you?"

A razorblade smile rose to his lips, a sense of superiority there. She wasn't the first that he had seen it control and turn to violence instead of think matters through. He stood in the middle of the street and watched her rise once more. The feral smile on her lips merely confirmed what he had suspected. She was not the master but the slave instead.

When she came at him again, he didn't try to move. Instead, his gloved hand rose to rest against her forearms if he could. Heat burnt off him, the once upon a time man's body burning with the heat of a heightened metabolism. Drawn close, his inhuman eyes gaze into her own. While she still had the semblance of humanity, he didn't bother with such with faced with another of his kind so to speak.

"I'm not a beast," he said in that same too quiet voice.

There was a crunch of bone giving beneath her forehead as he pulled his head back. It was followed by the pop and snap of healing taking place. His gaze remained fixed upwards briefly as blood wound its way down the arch of his nose and crept down his cheek. The fire of his eyes reignited as they blazed with their sick light.

"I don't have to. I'm not an animal in a human skin as you are."

With that, he drew back and tried to throw her from him. He was still above it all in his eyes, not letting the virus control him and reduce him to a fighting animal.

"That was quite painful might I add."

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mynameisalice
2009-09-03 02:34 am UTC (link)

"An animal?" Alice scoffed as she picked herself up from where she'd landed after he'd tossed her away from him. There was a humorless smile playing upon her features, ghost-like in its visibility. It faded as she faced off with him, not moving to strike but simply... watching.

"I'm no animal, Wesker," she stated simply. "I'm just a girl who got fucked over by the company she used to work for."

She tilted her head, first to one side, then the other, cracking the bones in her neck as she did so. Straightening up, she rolled her shoulders a bit and the dangerous smile twisted her lips once more. "And as long as you're in this city, and mobile, I'm your worst enemy."

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weskerish
2009-09-03 05:33 am UTC (link)

Wesker's head remained tilted back briefly, giving her a short-lived perfect target. The stream of blood running down his face thickened briefly before the slick flow slowed. There was a wet crackling sound as his skull pushed itself back out and into place. A gloved hand wiped across his face, clearing his vision of the blood.

"That will happen with Umbrella. Spencer never was all that good about being faithful to matters or people. However, if you wanted to spread the T-virus about the city, there are simpler ways than this."

He snapped his hand to the side, flecks of red slung off his glove and to the ground. He gave her one of his barely there smiles as he did, not bothering to fully explain that threat or the fact that his blood was tainted with it. In his world, the virus had been spread by rats feeding on corpses. Should one find a patch of his pooled blood from her strikes on him... well, who knew what could happen?

"I have had much worse than you. Brute force only gets you so far. It is always the innocent that suffer, and I doubt you can be everywhere at once."

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