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She finishes her last sentence of her report and places her pen down. ” Is there something you needed?”

"I see." Tara started to review her report. She was checking to see if there was any mistakes or to see if the subject needed to be work on more. The last page bugged her. She sighed.

She finishes her last sentence of her report and places her pen down. " Is there something you needed?"

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She knew all this and was well aware of it. “The T-Virus was made originally to be a biological weapon. Its purpose is to make monsters and kill.” She paused before continuing. “Many without viruses want revenge, that is no surprise. To hear the infected choose to kill is a surprise though.”

An almost bitter, grim chuckle escaped from her mouth. “Well… We’re not all as brainless as we seem.” Sighing, the hound slowly sat up, stretching her stiff body for some relief. She hated sitting still for this very reason. “They don’t like not having a voice against what was done to them.”

She gave a nod. " I take you are one of the ones who decides to kill or not." Tara watch her stretch and was surprised her flesh didn't tear. "If you don't mind me asking, how did you get infected?"

infectedcandid started following you

She put her pen down. No one had asked her this before. For a few moments, she thought of her answer. “The biohazard outbreak was not of my doing. This happened much before I joined Umbrella. I do this to better and strengthen the viruses. Maybe created my own virus. Yes the outbreak was unfortunate but, we learned our lesson to be more careful.”

She knew all this and was well aware of it. "The T-Virus was made originally to be a biological weapon. Its purpose is to make monsters and kill." She paused before continuing. "Many without viruses want revenge, that is no surprise. To hear the infected choose to kill is a surprise though."

infectedcandid started following you

“If you are asking that I work for Umbrella, then yes.” Tara replied as she was recording everything the hound was doing.

“Then please… Answer me this.” She began, as she stared right up towards the desk where Tara was sitting. “Why do you, or they, or whoever… Why do this?” Her voice was strong at first, but only ended in a whisper. She wanted to say so much, to howl in anger, frustration, but… She wouldn’t let herself sink to that level. She was more civilized than that. 

She put her pen down. No one had asked her this before. For a few moments, she thought of her answer. "The biohazard outbreak was not of my doing. This happened much before I joined Umbrella. I do this to better and strengthen the viruses. Maybe created my own virus. Yes the outbreak was unfortunate but, we learned our lesson to be more careful."

infectedcandid started following you

“Interesting, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.” She gave a grin. The T-Virus made flesh and blood thirsty killers but, why is this one different? She wondered. “You can make yourself comfortable.” She walked over to her desk and took a seat.

"If you are asking that I work for Umbrella, then yes." Tara replied as she was recording everything the hound was doing.

infectedcandid started following you

“Nice to meet you Candid. I am Tara. So why did you decide to visit?” She looked down at the hound observing her movements and behavior.

The doberman merely offered a chuckle, her shoulders lifting in an awkward shrug. “As much as I hate to admit it, I have the curiosity of a cat.” She paused, cocking her head to the side, before finishing her thought. “And… It’s nice to meet you, Tara.”

"Interesting, and it's a pleasure to meet you." She gave a grin. The T-Virus made flesh and blood thirsty killers but, why is this one different? She wondered. "You can make yourself comfortable." She walked over to her desk and took a seat.

infectedcandid started following you

“I see.” She walked toward the hound. This was very interesting to her how a hound can speak. She grew very curious. How can this phenomenon happen? ”What is your name?”

Though she would normally be more polite, she felt deeply unnerved. She knows. She has to be one of them. She must be. She kept her thoughts to herself, however. She finally replied, her voice still low and hesitant. “My name is Candid… And yours?”

"Nice to meet you Candid. I am Tara. So why did you decide to visit?" She looked down at the hound observing her movements and behavior.

infectedcandid started following you

Tara widen her eyes. “A talking hound. How interesting. So what virus made you talk, or did I completely lose it?” She lowered her weapon but continues to hold it in her hand.

"I see." She walked toward the hound. This was very interesting to her how a hound can speak. She grew very curious. How can this phenomenon happen? "What is your name?"

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