Cymoril (cymoril) wrote in harmony_fics, @ 2010-07-20 14:24:00 |
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Current music: | 10 Years - Paralyzing Kings |
Entry tags: | author: ilene, celeste, cymoril avalon, drabble, william birkin |
The death of a king, alluring lassos slide on so smooth, tension made of razors dragging across you
WHO: William Birkin, Cymoril Avalon, Celeste
WHAT: Wesker wants them to get along.
WHERE: Wesker's house.
WHEN: AU future Harmony.
WARNING: None.
Birkin’s fingers were twitching. “Can I…?”
“No.”
“Just one?”
“No.”
“Please?”
Cymoril’s mouth tightened and she pinched the bridge of her nose, wondering where Wesker drew his patience from and whether he would like to share. “No.”
“But…I’m a scientist!”
“That’s nice.”
“And you’re a medical marvel!”
“I don’t feel like one.”
“You’re pregnant!” he blurted out. “…again.”
“I had noticed.”
“That shouldn’t be possible.”
“It happened once before.”
“Which is why I need a blood sample!”
“Why?”
“Because!”
Cymoril waved a hand absently. “Shoo, pest.”
“Aah!” Celeste interjected, throwing her rattle at Birkin.
“Everyone’s against me,” he grumbled, retreating.