#re alcina

[savage-rhi]

Lady d: I’ll have you bound and whipped!

Wesker, salivating: is that a promise?

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Alcina took a deep drag from her cigarette, glaring at Wesker with scrutiny. Mother Miranda's commands and Heisenberg's snide remarks faded into the background. All she could focus on was the blond standing near the podium, and how the blood running under his flesh tickled her nose. The scent was repugnant. The blood of men always smelled like manure compared to women’s, but his had an extra layer. Something…dangerous.

By all accounts, Alcina knew she should have outed Wesker right then and there. He had introduced himself to the village as a mere man in search of a vision, with no ulterior motive. The cadou pulsing in her body suggested otherwise, as did the rest of her senses. Wesker was no ordinary man, nor was he quite a beast like herself and the other lords. There was something sinister about him, enough to where Alcina—despite years of confidence in killing just about anything—couldn't justify putting her entire family in danger for the sake of stroking her ego. She couldn't even bring herself to risk Heisenberg's life, despite her loathing for him and counting the days until Mother Miranda ordered his dispatch.

Once ground had been broken on the truce, the meeting adjourned. Mother Miranda was the first to leave, followed by Heisenberg, Moreau, and Donna. They didn't want to be there any longer than necessary. Alcina couldn’t blame them as she took a long drag from her cigarette and blew the smoke toward Wesker's face as she walked past him. The brief grimace he made brought a wicked smile to her lips.

"I know you've been trying to get my attention during the meeting," Wesker commented, adjusting his shades.

"Oh really?" Alcina chuckled sultrily before inquiring further. "Pray tell, what gave me away?"

He smirked. "I'm good at sensing when a predator is staring daggers into my skull."

"How perceptive," Alcina mused, looking down at him. "And what do you have to say to my actions?"

"For starters, you certainly have my attention now," Wesker said, adjusting his posture and craning his neck to meet her gaze. "So speak."

Alcina's left eye twitched. She didn't like how confident he was, how calm and collected he remained in her presence despite rightly calling out her predatory actions. The stupid man-thing should have been trembling in his pants like all the others who dared to look her in the eye. Yet he stood there, not even a speck of sweat on his brow.

"You wear many faces, Wesker. Even your blood plays the game," Alcina stated, taking another drag and letting the smoke fester out of her nostrils. "I don't know exactly what it is you're plotting, but a word to the wise while you stay in this village: do kindly watch your back. It would be an utter shame to lose such an important benefactor of Mother Miranda's because of an overstep."

"Are you threatening me, Lady Dimitrescu?"

"I prefer the term giving you a hint," Alcina bluntly remarked. "If you cross my daughters especially, I'll have you bound and whipped."

"Is that a promise?"

Alcina wanted nothing more than to slap the smug look off his face. The thought of impaling him with her claws and draining him dry crossed her mind. She would have succumbed to temptation had it not been for her loyalty to Mother Miranda. Unfortunately, if she trusted Wesker, the other lords had to follow suit. However, that didn't mean Alcina couldn't start sowing seeds of doubt in him and his so-called abilities.

Alcina crouched down to meet his eyes, delighting in how he took a step back. There it was—that split second of fear in his body she was looking for, reassuring her that she still had an edge against this threat.

"It's going to be a pleasure working with you, Mr. Wesker," Alcina said, eyeing him up and down like a cat debating whether to pounce on a trapped mouse. She then rose back up and sighed. "Do call on the castle if you need anything."

"How hospitable of you," Wesker muttered, watching Alcina depart from the old church.

He didn't know what to make of the lords in full, but he knew in his gut this one would be his biggest obstacle.

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happy third anniversary to resident evil village!

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THE FOUR LORDS OF THE VILLAGE in BIOHAZARD VILLAGE PACHISLOT

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ETHAN WINTERS & ALCINA DIMITRESCU resident evil village, 2021

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The dashing lady of Dimitrescu Castle

[heartdoomed]

Following yesterday’s Alcina art I thought of something…

Vintage AU boss Alcina who hires a new babysitter for her three little demons sweet daughters~ I really like the sound of it, I might draw more or even make a fanfic outta this ~

[may-ka]

my collection of arts by Resident Evil on kraft paper from 2022 to 2024 this is not all collection (there are more than 15 of them), but my love arts

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Recently watched Chicago and thus, was remembered of my first bigger Lady Dimitrescu piece. See this as a little redo 👀✨ Though it was very important to me to do a different piece!

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Please! I should a picture of Angie to my friend- and they asked if she’s pregnant!

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IM SCARED! 😭😭

[lizucrilhos]

"Don't leave...I can't let you..."

donna beneviento that i drew for a RESIDENT EVIL COLLAB

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tonights sketch. might color this one in. had fun sketching it

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VILLAGE CAST resident evil village, 2021

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The girls know how to get out of trouble for certain things 😉

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Don’t bother her during coffee break

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ALCINA DIMITRESCU resident evil village