Captain's office

((Independant RP Blog for STARS Era Albert Wesker. Adult roleplayer, this blog may contain material suitable for mature viewers only.)) There was the picture of a gentleman with everything going for him, good looks, charm and effortless intelligence. Albert Wesker is a highly respectable leader. But behind this clever facade lies a very cold and calculating individual with little or no regard for others. His intelligence is nearly unmatched; and his cunning is both extraordinarily ruthless and covertly hidden. A man who operated from the shadows, he was very deceptive and outwardly charming, using this to manipulate those he saw as mentally inferior. His capability was as endless as his lust for power.

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by Demoneo Azul

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Wesker is sipping coffee and kicking ass, but it would seem he is all out of coffee for the evening.

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*Pokes you in the arm*

... Yes?

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His head gently cocks to one side at a barely noticeable degree and he clears his throat. "Can I help you?"

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agentsupergirl has entered Captain's office.

Greetings, miss. How might I be able to assist you?

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nurselisagarland has entered Captain's office.

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An are to find solace, his office was a space of his own where few dared to intrude without reason, and to the woman he extended more than his hand, but the graceful courteous nature that came with it. A firm, short handshake before he retorted. “Ah, yes, miss Garland. It is a pleasure. To what do I owe this visit?”

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Lisa grabbed Albert’s hand, giving it a friendly shake. Her smile soon fell when the subject of the reason as to why she was here was brought up. “…Well, i’d like to report something. About a town — Silent Hill, to be more specific.”

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"Silent Hill." He echoed with an air of curiosity laden in that polished smooth voice. He drew out the necessary documents from the bottom drawer of his desk and placed it on the surface. "Please, have a seat miss Garland." He too sat behind his desk finally, taking a pen into his hand, "Just what about this town is concerning you?" She had his full attention.

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Wesker looks over the top of his steaming coffee mug. “Ah, Doctor Birkin.”

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“Hello, Wesker.” The G-Tyrant said, smiling slightly as he tilted his head. Oh how adorable. A young Wesker. This was something he remembered quite well with the man and it brought chills up his spine. The aroma of coffee was thick in the air, and William realized he couldn’t even remember when he had last had a cup himself. 

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A smile was returned, but it was a hollow one that was bereft of genuine happiness or feeling over all. “Coffee?” He gestured to a near full drip pot situated in the corner of his office with a sweep of his hand to direct Birkin’s attention, while Wesker more closely examined his partner. 

He was different, and at first it was difficult to place. Had Birkin aged? He knew the man to look tired, but there was a certain exaggeration about it.

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That was an expression he remembered as well. It was so different from the the scowling man he had come to know these days, even if the smile itself was hollow. While he didn’t want to look away, his head turned in the direction of the coffee pot. But, he decided against the hot beverage for now. Instead he moved further into the room, but kept enough space between them out of respect.  “So what are you working on?” He asked, as nosy as usual. He knew he couldn’t truly feign to be his younger self, but he’d have liked to at this moment. If his glasses didn’t give him away, his clothing would. However, he still looked fairly tired and drained, but like then, he didn’t feel it.  

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His smooth lips a thin line as he looked over Birkin. He must not have been too exhausted to refuse a fresh caffeinated beverage. The Captain set his mug down on a coaster placed atop his desk, and for a short moment he was sat in silence, observing. 

"Paperwork." Wesker's steady and near toneless voice explained. "Of no real importance." Which suggested he only looked busy, and was having one of his very seldom off days, where he broke the routine of average for the sake of his own mental well being. Breaks in between what was mundane kept his mind sharp.

"You look tired, William. Your clothing is shabby and the circles under your eyes are darker than I recall." Wesker bluntly pointed out. "Have you been well?" His voice showed no real concern, but it could easily be mistaken for such. Birkin would know it was mostly curiosity and his closely observant nature.

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agentsherry has entered Captain's office.

She bore shocking familiarity to him, enough so that his eyebrows raised a fair amount in spite of himself. Wesker stood up behind his desk politely as the blonde woman entered his office. “Good day, and how might I be of service?”

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“Uh… Sorry…”

This was very peculiar. How… Could she have gotten here. Something wasn’t right here. But… This man had to be Albert Wesker. He had to be. He looked exactly like him.

“I… I came to ask on information. Regarding several incidents around the city… Also, my name is Agent Sherry Birkin.”

Might as well be honest to him. She had no reason not to be.

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As far as he knew it was not a mere coincidence. Sherry Birkin was the name of his partner's child, and she looked familiar. As far as he was aware, William did not have a sister. He made his best attempt at concealing shock in the matter.

"Well, miss Birkin. You are in the right place."

Wesker drew a pen from his desk, and began to write on an official looking document. "And what sort of incidents might you be referring to?"

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joseph--frost has entered Captain's office

“Frost.” His voice cut through the air with it’s sharp edge. “What is the manner of this visit? I am a busy man.”

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Joseph didn’t really seem overly concerned one way or the other at the edge within the older blond’s voice. A smirk easily found it’s way across his expression as he eyed the captain, lazily drawling when he finally spoke to him. “I got all that paperwork done ya’ wanted done, bossman~”

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"Good." Any form of positive reinforcement from the Captain was to be taken as high praise. He had unloaded a thick stack of reports on Frost earlier that day, and was pleased to know that they had been finished. "All before any others have completed their own for the day." He did his best not to sound too impressed.

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alexander-kozachenko has entered Captain's office.

It had been a busy day and Wesker was about to take his evening leave from work. He slipped his keys into one of the pouches adorning his kevlar vest and strode across the room when the door pushed open. “Good evening.” Wesker blankly said.

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“Evening,” he repeats indignantly for no particular reason other than his own personality. “I hate to say I was not looking for you and then have barged in so unexpectedly, but that is actually the case. I do not suppose you could help me with a problem, then?” 

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His sunglasses concealed eyes that examined the man before him for queues that may have revealed the stranger's intentions. "Perhaps I have a solution, that is dependent on the nature of the problem." Lips forming an increasingly thin line, "How may I assist you?"

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... Good day, how might I be of service?

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” I was wondering where I was? I guess I took a wrong turn or something. But I don’t know where I am.”

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"You are currently located in my office, Captain Albert Wesker, Speacial Tactics And Rescue Service. Are you lost?"

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"Can I help you?" An irritated voice cut through the office.

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It had been a busy day and Wesker was about to take his evening leave from work. He slipped his keys into one of the pouches adorning his kevlar vest and strode across the room when the door pushed open. "Good evening." Wesker blankly said.

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... Good day, how might I be of service?

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william--birkin has entered Captain's office

Drawing the blinds up on his office window, the day was overcast and only let a dull natural light in his office. His back was turned until the door opened, and the Captain faced the man entering the room. “Hello, Birkin. It is good to see you.”

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William carefully clicked the door shut behind him. It was rare these times when he left his lab in this current day and age, but he could allow such a rare occurrence as a break in order to visit his old friend. “It’s good to see you as well, Albert. How have you been?” Of course this visit wasn’t merely for pleasure - what was these days? - but it by no means meant that he’d be rude to someone he was actually capable of tolerating.

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It was a rare sight indeed, doctor William Birkin, a notorious work-ahollic was out and paying him a visit. Wesker began to reach for his coffee pot and poured himself  a mug full. It looked thick and dark, perhaps even burnt. One thing was for certain- he obviously could not be bothered by it. "Taking a well deserved break from your research? Or is this visit of a less casual manner?"