#*・ﾟ★ ( resident evil. ) — ❝ ˢʰᵉᵉᵖ ᵃᵐᵒᶰᵍ ᵗʰᵉ ʷᵒˡᵛᵉˢ ❞

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@bloodacre : "I can't think clearly when I'm around you. I lose my bearings." — casandra !

"surely you're exaggerating." their doubt speaks before they process what she could've possibly meant by that. sure, the triplets had always fancied them, seeing as they were their living space heater amidst the chilled air of the entire castle, but cassandra specifically was always.. well, they aren't sure if she was possessive or just more obvious in her engagements with them, but it made her stand out.

their head turns, eye only following a few seconds after to look at her, to see if this was some kind of joke she was playing on them. but there was no joke, no punchline. she meant what she said.

"am i.. really that much of a distraction?"

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"in my defense-" it's said through an inhale, raising their arm to uncover the gash on the left side of their torso. even if they did their best to keep pressure on the wound, their whole body felt so exhausted. if she wanted to treat their wounds, then so be it. "it's.. k- kinda hard trying to be careful when you're busy fighting for your life against monsters."

you're never really thinking about how to play it safe, you just think about how to get out of the situation alive. "s- sorry, claire."

“ is this the part where i’m supposed to be heroic and say it’s just a scratch? ” for claire !

   “well  -  if  you  want  me  to  chastise  you  like  i  would  chris,  then  yes.”  claire  scoffs,  shaking  her  head,  though  she  offers  a  small  smile.  “now  is  actually  the  time  where  you  sit  down  and  you  take  a  breath  and  you  let  me  deal  with  your  wounds.  it'll  be  better  for  both  of  us  if  you  do.  your  physical  health,  and  my  mental  wellbeing.  you  all  drive  me  absolutely  crazy  getting  injured  like  this.  careful  is  not  in  your  vocabulary,  is  it?”

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@hqlfbloods : "Every scar has a story, right?" ( from ashley graham )

"yup." it's not like they made much effort to hide them- but why should they? it was just part of their skin, something that they were so used to, that it feels jarring whenever anyone points them out, as if it wasn't normal to have.

what even IS normal?

a few fingers brush against their arm. tracing over old wounds, thinking. she was curious, but should ally really go into the nitty gritty details?

"some of them are.. boring, though. n- nothing of note. like this one," they show ashley their left thumb, it has a long scar that starts from the tip & ends halfway down. "lost my grip on the handle while cutting up some food."

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@designedparadigm : claire stares down at ally, trying to hold in her chuckle. "was this an attempt at a poetic death?" she's got a hand out to help ally back up again, but the grin is unmistakable. she thinks it was pretty funny.

"in my upmost defense, i- i wasn't planning on landing in a open dumpster." in fact they didn't really have a plan to begin with. their selflessness mixed with impulse resulted in them crashing out of a window, into an alley below. there had been one of the stronger 'zombies' that claire probably (most likely) could've handled on her own, but ally was not one to think rationally while on the move.

"fuck, sorry if i scared you with my stunt."

the landing wasn't exactly soft, but definitely a lot less lethal than concrete. can't say the same for the enemy, who definitely wasn't getting up anytime soon.

taking hold of the others hand & getting out of the literal mess they put themselves in, they're immediately trying to wipe off any dirt & grime that sticks. so gross...

"i know i'm not doing th- that ever again.. back's killing me."

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"hey, y'know what? what if i just started biting you for a change?"

smug noises

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please do not ask about the several bite marks around their neck.

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"i have not known a days worth of peace because of these fuckers."

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   @fatherguilt​ :  ❛ I think the worst of its over now. ❜

   “since you said that, y- you jinxed it.” even if there weren’t threats nearby, they were still on guard. posture stiff with their focus seeming to bounce between their surroundings. little sounds, small specks of dust, they glance at it all. who knows what else could be out here?

   not the first time, not the last. why was this guy even here to begin with?

   “j- just stay quiet, okay?”

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   @bloodacre​ :  “Don’t look at me like that. I don’t want your pity.” — cass !

   so they’ve gathered some important information regarding cassandra & her sisters; cold weather is lethal. this isn’t too surprising, since those three are.. made out of insects? or just look like insects to move around? they still don’t know the science behind it; but regardless, ally didn’t like the response given to them when they show genuine concern for her.

   she could’ve died, & she’s snapping at them like it was their fault? why does their compassion have to be met with malice? it wasn’t fair. none of this was.

   “does it ever occur to you that i look at you like this because i care about you?” they shouldn’t. in any other circumstance, they shouldn’t- but they’re stuck in this castle, & they needed someone to be on good terms with to save what sanity they had left. & try not to die.

   “c’mon, put a pause on your stubborn streak for a second, i’m trying to help you.”

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   @gohsted​ ( leon ! )

   “WHY’RE YOU LOOKING AT ME LIKE THAT? i didn’t do this.”    referring to the display of carcasses sprawled across the floor,    seemingly recent ones too. while ally was capable of carnage,    if there’s anything they weren’t, it’s a liar. whatever or whoever    did this, clearly had no regard for any life.

   hands idly fidget with the tag on their collar.    the whole event only makes them uneasy.

   “it- it’s probably not safe to be here.”

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   RESIDENT EVIL VERSE STARTER CALL.

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   @mystericvs​​ :  ❛ how can i help ? ❜ from leon

   “i don’t know.” it’s clear as day that their ability to interact with others was LIMITED- given they were sheltered for most of their life by someone who wanted nothing to do with them, but now that they could make their own choices.. it was hard trying to learn on their own, they’ve realized. ally’s mutated arm was slowly forming back into a normal shape as it was still clinging onto some kind of railing, watching nerves & bone shift into bits of flesh.. muscle, anything to resemble a HUMAN ARM.

   but ally wasn’t human, were they? at least NOT FULLY. their gaze is to the floor for a few moments, breathing still a bit heavy until they’re able to take control of it. they didn’t like how they could become so monstrous due to fear, a literal fight or flight instinct. “i’m just.. s- so used to trying to help other people, even if they only see me as this. no one’s ever wanted to help me, a- and i get that, i really do.”

   “...i don’t even know WHAT kind of help i need, sir.”

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VERSE INFO: RESIDENT EVIL.

  “The Monarch” was a project created by the Umbrella Corporation in the mid 1990′s to breed hybrids that could be used as bioweapons. The Monarch was said to have originally been a human woman that was genetically altered to fit Umbrella’s standards. The project had been going well, having a litter of 7 Hybrids… Though one seemed to have been considered a runt. Rather than get rid of it (as it’d be a waste of resources), researchers had planned to do further studying on this runt, who was named as “Nova”, as the others had astronomy-themed names as well due to each hybrid having one common trait; their hair looking like the deep vast of space. They seem to possess some kind of power as well, manipulating plasma which can also be created on their person.

   Dr. Folska was in charge of looking over Nova, and had gotten attached over the couple of years of raising them, to the point where he couldn’t let Umbrella turn them into the bioweapon they were created for. With some “help” from another worker, Dr. Cherk, they managed to escape.. But it costed Dr. Folska’s life. Dr. Cherk reluctantly raised Nova for a few years, extremely bitter that his friend died because of this.. Creature. (Their childhood is pretty much the same as canon, up until “The Corey Incident”)

  Nova, after Dr. Cherk’s accidental death had decided to run away and go into hiding, learning about the world and finding out about Umbrella, and what their intentions were… Despite being created by the corporation, Nova decided to go under a new name- Ally Nova, and try to help those trying to take down Umbrella.

  They can control their physical form and powers easily, but they fear of becoming a grotesque monster just like every other project that Umbrella has worked on.

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   @multiicolor​ :  a lie is a very poor way to say hello. — frooom lady D !

   “why would i lie?” as much as they knew any repercussions for doing so- they couldn’t help but at the very least hide how they truly felt on the inside. ugly, rotting, but why would anyone care? they’re only seen as a pet- and the only closest comfort they could get would be from cassandra... but it never lasts as long as they wanted to.

   maybe it’s a sign of cabin fever, wanting to go somewhere else for a while; would that even be allowed? no, they couldn’t just leave. there’s too many conflicting thoughts, yet ally is forced to speak.

   “i- i’m fine, lady dimitrescu, just... tired.”

   you’re always tired.

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   “this castle is a FUCKING NIGHTMARE.”

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   @multiicolor​ :  🛑 — from either lady d or cassandra, i cant decide JDSHFBHJSDF

   i’m choosing cassandra bc i thought of something funny hJKHDKDG

   THANKFULLY IT’S NOT THEIR OWN BLOOD, otherwise there would’ve been a huge problem with her in particular wiping it off their face. they’re not really sure what prompted them to defend her from whoever else was in the castle. THEY DIDN��T KILL HIM, they don’t have the heart to do that just yet. did he get away? yes, but to them, he wasn’t worth chasing- leave that to the moroaica.

   ally huffs, lowering their head ever so slightly while keeping eye contact. trying to find what her INTENTIONS are. “if.. i- if you lick that, i’m gonna tell your mother that you bit me like a feral animal.” an empty threat, but it’s their way of trying to lighten the mood if it was already sour. she likes playing games, right? they can play along, as long as she doesn’t become IMPULSIVE.

   “..are you okay, though? j- just checking.”