"The only thing that can defeat power is more power. That is the one constant in this universe." Albert Wesker at your service, leader of the Raccoon City police force's S.T.A.R.S department and Captain of Alpha Team. Do you have anything to declare? WESKERS BIO Current Plots [Independent RP blog of S.T.A.R.S-era Wesker. Will RP with all fandoms!]
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( guess who isn't dead? ;D )
 
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Scientiiiiist~
Good evening.
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Damn Ashfords.
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Wesker was Batman who fell in love with old people.
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Wesker was Batman.
Wesker was BATMAN.
“Crowley was an executioner who lived in a castle with slaves.”
Accurate.
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His curiousity piqued as she spoke. He'd not seen the earlier versions of the device respond like that. This was going to be interesting. He didn't question how it had gotten there out loud, although part of Wesker feared Spencer having something to do with it. He'd make friends with her, after all.
"Darck," he said, removing his sunglasses and looking her directly in the eyes. "I know you're in there. There is a prototype device attached to your chest called a P30. It secretes a chemical into your body that controls your mind. I am going to try and remove it but I may have to hurt you."
With that, he slid one foot back, and launched himself towards her.
Not the subordinate too him? Well.. That was one mistake. The instant he said that, she no longer registered him as a commander, but merely a pawn in the way. She would have done something—
—But had no chance as within a split second, her black shirt fell open. She glared up at him, her pupils suddenly shrinking. The real Darck was still in there, that was obvious. With how the spider suddenly sparked a few times at Wesker’s curious touch, and the look in those hazel hues.
Darck snarled and moved backwards in a swift and blurred movement. Her exposed front was adorned with scars. Old bullet wounds, plenty of cuts and blade wounds, and what looked like an old autopsy dissection slice. The spider just above the black bra and dug deep into the skin, which looked inflamed and not enjoying the intrusion of this machine. “Albert Wesker as commanding officer, deleted. Leon Kennedy sole remaining captain.” She suddenly had a look of pure murder. She seemed like she would attack, and on the inside was fighting against the control, and failing miserably.
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Mmm. Thank you. What are your evening plans, Logan?
This isn’t the flu, dear. I’ll be fine.
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Quite. *chuckles at her statement* I do believe you're right. But, that is why we're the elite, Rebecca. I want you on my team, so if you've got no concerns, let us continue to the training yard.
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Now, now. You’ve done very well. *smiles slightly and slips the stopwatch into his pocket* There’s more to be done on the assault course outside, but take a breather first. How do you feel after that? Still want to be an officer?
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Wesker didn't even flinch as Darck grabbed his wrist, only responding with a tightening of his own grip. "Now, now. Play nice."
Her words amused him. Wesker shook his head slowly, tutting. "Eve, you are not my subordinate. You're not a soldier, dear. That's what's wrong with you."
In one swift movement and without loosening his grip, he reached for his boot and retrieved his combat knife. Rule #16. He brought it up, letting the tip flick over the dark material of her shirt so it fell open, and let go immediately.
Oh, my. Now didn't that look familiar? He stroked a finger over the device, ignoring her revealed body. He wasn't going to take it off just yet.. it could serve an excellent purpose.
He stepped closer, and she stood her ground, shoulders back and her entire expression steeled. Personal preference? That was only somewhat meaningless, this was possible defensive maneuvers. Maybe there was just a little personal want to keep her shirt on.
As he grabbed her shirt, she narrowed her eyes, and lifted one hand, only twitching and pausing for a second and the spider sparking under her shirt, before it calmed and her hand grabbed Wesker’s wrist. Tightly. Dangerously tightly. “Sir. This is beyond the lines of a work place or between a soldier and a commander… Cease, or I shall get defensive, Sir.”
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This isn't the flu, dear. I'll be fine.
It’s not a good thing. I hope you realize that. *kisses her head*
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Now, now. You've done very well. *smiles slightly and slips the stopwatch into his pocket* There's more to be done on the assault course outside, but take a breather first. How do you feel after that? Still want to be an officer?
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Ah. *nods* There’s a team at the police department, you know. You should try out. Tired yet?
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I suppose we can. *frowns, his expression a little lacklustre* I'm just on edge right now. But it'll be fixed soon.
It’s not a good thing. I hope you realize that. *kisses her head*
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Wesker sighed. That was unexpected. He stepped closer to her again, still watching her like a hawk. "You took your glasses off. You got on your knees for me. I know you're hiding something, this isn't personal preference here, Eve. Take it off, or I'll make you take it off."
Stepping right up to her, he put his hands on her shirt so she couldn't step back again. "Last chance."
“… Sir… I do not see the relevance of this…”
Slowly, she tucks the sunglasses inside her jacket, narrowing her eyes carefully, the machine on her hidden through her shirt was still questioning if it should listen to Wesker or Leon… However, she complies, and albeit reluctantly, moves down too her knees.
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It's not a good thing. I hope you realize that. *kisses her head*
That isn’t the point. *scowls slightly* Why did he kidnap you?
*sighs quietly as he looks down at her* Don’t change the subject, Logan.
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You do that with a lot of things, don't you Logan? *looks back at her frankly*
That isn’t the point. *scowls slightly* Why did he kidnap you?
*sighs quietly as he looks down at her* Don’t change the subject, Logan.
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Wesker doesn't really realize it, but he values being a cop and abiding the law more that he ever expected to. He wouldn't know what to make of it if he did realize, considering his paradoxical activities with Umbrella.
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I don't understand how you can brush it off so casually. Regardless of him letting you go, he committed a crime against you. *grinds his teeth slightly*
That isn’t the point. *scowls slightly* Why did he kidnap you?
*sighs quietly as he looks down at her* Don’t change the subject, Logan.
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