@clxudin
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Ugh.. this was disgusting. He had one goal - find the son of a bitch who knew what the latest project BlackWatch was working on, was. Consume. Move on. But he was having a helleva time locating the fucker in this madhouse. He had found himself a nice soldier suit to wear in the meantime and was making a fair bit of progress working his way through the base. There was a lot of chatter on the radio, but nothing particularly unusual to the virus.
It wasn’t until he went to check the holding cells to see if the prick might have been assigned there for pissing in someone’s cheerios that he had taken notice of movement in one of the rooms. Every other one was empty, and just a little further down the way he could pick out the snickers of a couple soldiers carrying on about beating on some poor woman...
Man, why were these guys such assholes? He never did understand it... Even after consuming so many of these fucks it never really was something he could figure out. A few bad eggs in a dozen? BlackWatch was like a whole slew of rotten chickens bread to shit out toxic eggs. There’s yet to be a good one among their common soldier in Mercer’s opinion.
Shifting his gaze back through the window, he could see how messed up the woman was and it occurred to him he could put her out of her misery, save her, or go to the extreme... For now, he plays along.
“Open cell 13.” He outranked them in this form. The two soldiers immediately straightened, and complied without fuss before they opened the woman’s cell. When they started to approach, Mercer lifted his hand to stop them, “Just me this time.”
He stepped through the threshold to approach Victoria to scan her form from top to bottom ever so carefully, mulling over his options. Kneeling down in front of her, his voice drops in volume, “How badly do you want to live...” his voice a rumble, deep, less of a question and more a statement as if he were prompting her to make a vital decision.
