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[umbrellamedic]

[ ∗ 46﹕ sender  pulls  receiver  out  of  harm’s  way . ]

( @wclfmcther. )

There's a disconnect, a gap, between being pulled and realizing why she's been pulled thanks to Bertha's anger. She's so focused on charging forward, on killing Nikolai, that she doesn't notice the thin, red laser of an explosive trap. His laughter echoes off the walls around them, lingering even after he leaves. He doesn't even have the decency to be upset at not getting a kill; he seems amused which only makes Bertha's blood boil.

She tugs get arm away from the squad leader. Upset that she didn't get to murder him. Embarrassed that she nearly fell for an admittedly obvious trap. Behind her mask, she scowls and curses in German before looking to Lupo. "I am going to kill him. I will keep his tongue as a trophy!" Not really; if his eyes are decent she will keep those instead.

"Permission to pursue." It's a request despite how firm her words come out. The yank away from certain death calms her enough to remember hierarchy. She cannot leave her team for this purpose without permission.

[grailedbeast]

"Also he likes to cuddle when it's really cold, like if you fall asleep on him he will make sure you're warm."

“…”

“Lies. You were the only one who liked to snuggle.”

[sollupe-a]

————There was no sign of recognition in Skoll’s blue hues as she looked towards the other woman, yet she still gave a low mumble of, ❝  Mother.  ❞ It was more of an instinctual reaction really. To think she’d run into her Mother here of all places. This ... was a problem, wasn’t it ? She ... wasn’t prepared to see anyone from her Family. Especially not her. Because she was sure ... she would be so disappointed with how she ended up.

Hands gripped at her scarf, at Sol’s scarf before she pulled it down from covering her chin. ❝  ... Why do you look at me with those eyes ?  ❞

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"Hm, Lupo."

Another familiar name. Not too far removed from Bertha, at that.

"If I'm being honest, I don't know a lot about her on a personal level. We've only interacted out in the field, and as far as I've witnessed, she's a no-nonsense squad leader who doesn't like to chat during downtime.

She's a good leader from what I have seen of her. Direct, firm, and without all the blind arrogance and spiteful malice that leads to trouble. Can see why the rest of the Wolfpack respects her. Clearly, she knows what she's doing.

No idea what sort of person she is outside the uniform, though. So who knows. Maybe it's a different story when work ends. I'm not too interested in prying."

[thxgrxmrexpxr]

[ from the hidden injuries meme... ] "Don't you dare pass out on me."

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"Leave me if I do."

There's not an ounce of fear or hesitation in his response. There's a red stain on the sidewalk beside him that's mixing with all of the dirt and grime. He hears what he suspects must be distant gunfire, but can no longer decipher if it's their own or if yet another unit has been secretly deployed.

He wonders if it's admirable or just disturbing how little he cares. He knows that stain is his blood. He knows there's a wound in his side she's trying to patch, and that if she doesn't the infection that might result later will kill him slowly and painfully. Nothing makes him flinch. Nothing scares him. It's a peculiar fact that he recites with indifference. Never knowing whether others will flinch or admire it.

"Don't waste time if there's nothing to be done." He sighs, leaning his head against the wall.

[urobcros]

[  CAUGHT  ]  sender  catches  receiver  doing  something  they  shouldn't.

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In the oh - so humble opinion of one Albert Wesker, he was right where he belonged. Although, there were not many places he deemed himself ( unworthy ) of exploring ; a sentiment seldom shared, if the ' RESTRICTED ZONE ' warnings were anything to go by.

Unfortunately for the poor soul who'd etched cautions into metal, he heeded no words but his own, a fortune - found for selfish gains.

It's this fact that has newfound company stumbling 'pon self - appointed deity, leaned forward 'top a keyboard —— shaded - aurics boring into luminescent screen.

His attention darting from previous endeavor, to the intrusion as she enters. A difficult task, making oneself unknown to him.

Wesker's hackles raise, posture righted as if to appoint himself physically higher, a play towards his superiority. He calculates, jaw tensed as if to keep himself from biting ; lucky other comes in the form of something somewhat familiar, lest he would. " I wasn't aware I would be interrupted. "

[sollupe-a]

⚡️ what does skoll think of their mother??

honesty is key ( accepting ) | @wclfmcther

————❝  Mother is always so warm && kind. She normally lets me do whatever I want to. Her food is always the best as well. If … I had to choose between Father or Mother … Mother would win by a landslide.  ❞