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Rather than make some snide comeback, Ray does as he's told for once in his life and sits down. He's numb to his elbow now which is probably not a good sign, but at least it doesn't hurt. Not yet. The kid is compliant when Wesker starts tearing up his own jacket to make some kind of sling. It's an act that has Ray privately embarrassed, like he could have done that to his own hoodie and allowed Wesker to fashion it. Ray's about to say something about it when-

"Dude." Ray sounds amazed. "Did you just- Green herbs? Do you mean pot? Like you really mean pot, like-" The sniper is suddenly laughing, his cheeks growing chubby and shutting his eyes, a pronounced 'ha-ha' of amusement. "Jesus Christ, Wesk, you're a fucking weirdo. Green herbs." Ray can't stop giggling, looking to the captain with fondness in his eyes.

"I'm banning you from ever saying weed or pot or whatever," Ray quips. "You can only say green herb, that's the- Okay, yeah, ow dude, okay." The sniper winces as Wesker continues to work on the dressings. Perhaps smoking it off is a good idea, though Ray doesn't make any moves to fish out a joint. He watches Wesker and bites his tongue, unsure of what the next plan is.

[shadowedbiohazzard]

😶 - Quietly lean against my muse

Derek looked over when he noticed the added pressure. He gave a small smile before adjusting his position so the other was more comfortable.

“Long day?“

[sortamaliicious]

It’s not a hard bargain to refuse. However, the Vagabond is not going to except so blindly. Even if the money was highly tempting, he could hear the meaning behind Wesker’s words; there was a threat & he’d be stupid to ignore it. Whatever should happen if they cross that bridge is not going to be pretty. “There are plenty of rumors about me; do you believe everything you hear?” A smirk curls its way onto his face, thankfully covered by the mask. 

“I’m not accepting anything until I’ve heard all the details.” He states plainly. “But you’ve piqued my interest, so start talking or I’ll walk.”

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Holy fuck. It was cold. The news had said 'chilly'. This wasn't chilly! Wesker stared at Chris, trying his hardest to not let his teeth chatter together. "Christopher, give me your coat." The man sniffed, the cold was making his nose run a bit... how human..

Chris wiped his nose on his sleeve, turning his head toward the man in disbelief at the order. He was used to the captain demanding things at random, but really?

Ugh, maybe he should comply… if Wesker got a cold he’d be even more of a pain in the ass for the rest of the week.

“Yes sir.” He sighed, taking his coat off and graciously holding it out to Albert.

[solemnxodium-archive]

⚡️ "Do you bleach your hair?"

The adolescent blinked.

“...No, actually. I’m a natural toehead.”

[shadowedbiohazzard]

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It has been a few day since he was locked up and Dee still continued to fight. He laid in the same position till the doctor enters only to be held down by four body guards as more drugs were pumped into his system. The test would be done while he was docile before leaving him alone once again in the blinding-white room. Derek’s hazed mind thought to Wesker , and as he began to loose track of time, if the other even knew he was gone. His body felt heavy, but as he heard the familiar doors of his cell open he still found the strength to stir and stand on his feet. Derek’s mind was a hazy making it impossible for him to recognize the man that enter the room. Realizing what was to come next dee’s animal like instincts kicked in and he gave a low growl at the intruder. The one entering his cell better be ready for it wouldn’t be the first time her took a chunk out of a cocky doctor who thought he was totally under umbrella’s control.

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Krauser: The man you wanna deck in the face but also wanna pat on the nose. He's a precious little dick.))

No, Chris just wants to deck him in the face. But at least you could hold a conversation with the guy... The scientists at TRICELL are boring.

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“ that’s not supposed to bend that way ” (Hello. :P)

“Uhh-” Ray seems to stammer a little, confused by what he’s looking at. “Yeah, probably not dude. Alright, we can fix this, uhh-” The sniper looks about from his spot in the grass. Everything had been totally fine; he’d been messing around around in a tree like a six year-old, claiming, fuck you dude there’s totally an egg in that nest, I am going to investigate, when a branch snapped. Ray takes falls on a daily basis, but this one is proving to be a bit more troublesome. On his left arm, his wrist is bent in towards his thumb. The digit and his wrist are not quite touching, but there’s little space left between them. It’s a wonder that the bone isn’t sticking out.

Wobbling a little, Ray gets to his feet and holds the injured limb tentatively, like he’s trying to prevent himself from using it. The pain hasn’t even registered yet, Ray looking dumbly to Wesker for some support.“You wanna’ like, just snap it back into place?” Ray offers, oblivious to his own well-being. “I got a splint at home, think if I just stick it in that, I’ll be fine after a week?” It’s absolutely amazing that he isn’t dead yet. Either Ray is actually not quite right in the head or he is trying to diffuse the situation so Wesker doesn’t flip out on him for being both incredibly careless and injured.