@captainredfields Had to be done! Blaec is a short ass compared to those too xD
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@captainredfields Had to be done! Blaec is a short ass compared to those too xD
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IT HAD BEEN A VERY long couple of days. What with having to go back to the site of her mother's murder. To getting kidnapped by some mega freaks. To dealing with monsters she could have never imagined in her wildest dreams. To being finally saved only to be asked questions over and over again. She was starting to crack. She just wanted to take Emily and go home already. She was tired of tests. Tired of questions.
But life was never easy. Not for her. Not now. At first when someone else was introduced to her she had assumed this was the person that was going to clear her to go home, and then when she realized that was very much not the case. She felt herself grow frustrated, bringing her knees up to her chest as she sat with her back against the wall on the hospital bed she had taken over in the DSO headquarters.
“ C-C-Can't y-you just a-ask s-someone else? I-I've already talked to s-s-so many people! ” she exclaimed, frustration evident in her voice as she tried not to glare, blue eyes already haunted and tired from it all.
🪢 Wrap a makeshift tourniquet around the receiver’s thigh
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❝ Gah—.ᐟ ❞ Leon sharply hissed as the makeshift dowel tightened with each abrasive twist. ❝ Any chance I can get a different nurse .ᐣ Maybe one with a gentle touch— ❞ Bloodloss aside, a quip still managed to slip through Kennedy's gritted teeth. Back against the wall trying to remain still as Redfield worked at the gushing wound, lungs clung to the air sucked into them as the shooting pain held him hostage. ❝ Looks like The connections aren't too happy about us being here, Chris. ❞ So much so, they seemed to be refining their choice in recruits. Mercs were a dime a dozen, but there was a unique precision to this squad and the tactical use of a red herring opened the window for Leon to get clipped.
she can hear that whatever threatens to burst past the steel doors is anything but small , and the pattern of repeated impact against the metal suggests that it is not just a singular large creature . her gaze is fixated on the dents appearing in the metal when chris makes his orders , but she doesn't move . she knows what lies beyond and wants to tear them apart is thanks to the virus her father created , and what she lacks in marksmanship , she makes up for in feral strength . a hand reaches for the other's forearm , forcing their gazes to meet .
❛ there's two of them behind that door . i need you to trust me , and provide cover while the rest of you get out first . i'll be fine . i'll hold the door as long as i can to buy you some time and distance . ❜ perhaps a part of her feels as though any potential casualties from what lies beyond would weigh upon her shoulders , considering her blood was the reason hybrids even existed . she doesn't give him any time to protest , and instead makes way to the door with inhuman speed . her shoulder collides with the metal and the sound alone makes it known that she's thrown the things behind it off balance , but only for a few seconds . it's enough time for her to dig the heel of her boots into the ground , hands pressed firmly against the frame as the hinges begin to give .
@captainredfields / x
"Yeah. Still kicking. Been a long time, Barry."
❝ too long if you ask me. ❞ but he knows, as he takes a step back to allow @captainredfields inside the comfort of the living room. . for someone like chris, the calm became a void.
❝ kathy and the girls are still out shopping, so it's just you 'n me for a good while– go on– ❞ he gestures a whole arm out urgently, wrist flicking towards the couch. ❝ sit down, make yourself at home. take a load off. you know the drill. ❞ the door’s final click is a heavy punctuation mark amid the silence, the coat rack brushing against his shoulder as they pass. ❝ haven't heard from jill yet, either. guess she's taking it easy, too, huh? the two of you usually chime in at the same time, so i'll be expecting a phone call any minute. ❞
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❝ I will. ❞ Emerald eyes travel up and down - taking in the view. Hands go to work, unbuttoning the front of her blouse. Moving closer to him. She could smell the subtle traces of cigarette smoke and whatever cologne he put on that morning. Slipping from the shirt, it joins his in a pile on the floor. It's just casual. Her touch is soft but persuasive, pressing a hand against his chest to ease him onto the bed. Getting him at her eye level - if not below.
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( * RESIDENT EVIL REQUIEM.
@captainredfields said: ‘look, we’re out of options here.’ - Grace
With head in her hands, Grace's pale blue eyes stares a HOLE through her own lap. She uses the tips of her fingers to wipe away the sweat that's gathering at her forehead, threatening to drip on her lap. Here she thought that she could FINALLY take a breather. She should have KNOWN better to think that the BSAA wouldn't ask questions on what the HELL happened to her and Leon during the entire ordeal. How can she focus on THAT, though? Not when her thoughts geared towards reaching Emily and seeing if she SURVIVED that monstrous transformation and the bullets she took.
❝You're just d-doing your job, I get it. But look, I-I have NO idea how I'm IMMUNE to the virus.❞
Eyes flicker towards her arms that are covered in bite marks and scratches that she's attained throughout the entire ordeal. Hell, even she would find herself suspicious if she were the one interviewing her! Get it together! She has got to get it across she doesn't know the ingredients for Elpis, or why the T-Virus just so happens to look the other way where she is involved.
Grace holds up her hands as if an act of surrender, wanting to indicate to this man that she's not a threat. Even her adoptive father says she's just a normal human being on video! Right? That should be enough!
❝All I really know is that Elpis was created to REVERSE what's been done by Spencer . . . That doctor who kidnapped me and mister sunglasses thought there was something special with my blood or whatever, b-but that turned out to be wrong!❞
"I know it's been a minute since we've seen each other, but I did keep my skills sharp. I don't need extra cover."
There's a cocking of the rifle as he says it, and more little clicks and schwicks as he examines his ammo count. @captainredfields