♚┋❝ ＱＵＥＥＮ

❝ good. ❞ 

the lone word fell from his lips as a pin would. the silence all around them was as unnerving as the two figures that stood in the room. the woman, despite her pallid features, adorned herself in bright colours, a royal blue dress and a striking crimson red scarf about her thin neck. 

and at her opposite, the man wore blacks and greys as though the shades were invented for his use only. 

first and foremost, albert wesker was a scientist —– he did not earn the title of doctor at the youthful age of fifteen for nothing. the umbrella corporation’s many ill-fated employees had always looked upon its child prodigies with pride, but they had looked upon him with more fear than anything else. they knew that specimen thirteen would be destined for terrible, but great things. and they had been right, bless their damned souls. 

he turned, the heel of his boot digging into the ground as fingers danced across the holographic keyboard that had blinked into existence beside him. keying miss chaos into his schedule for an undetermined amount of time, his acknowledgement shifted toward her once more, and words escaped again in that peculiar, quiet tone of his.

❝ first, i will ask you this. were your actions a result of abuse? physical, sexual, mental, or all three? ❞

subtly did a breath fall betwixt glossed borders. the softness of his tone -- the calm exterior that somehow differed from ( what she could merely assume was ) his usual; whether it was because it was a FIRST encounter, or because she’d expected a greater intensity from him, she wasn’t sure, but it was throwing her off. he was a man of many accomplishments, and one with a large reputation seated upon his shoulders; the very man she’d once called a FOOL for attempting world destruction, and oh how quick she was to follow in his footsteps. her attentions would remained locked upon him, however.

only at his questions did her gaze falter ( if only momentarily ); a scoff accompanying a sharpened stare. the topic at hand didn’t feel like one of importance given the current circumstances --- she was reluctant to give an answer, but would give one nonetheless. if he was asking, it was with good reason.

❝ you cut a rather amusing figure, sneering upon your predecessor and promising to usurp him when you could hardly stand on your own two feet. ❞ drums his fingers against his thigh. gaze sharp, gaze cutting.❝ i have not had a protege in…years, miss radames. your chaotic nature conflicts with my methodical procedures. however, i will offer you one chance…should you ruin it, i will see you wiped from the face of this planet. do we have an agreement? ❞

❝ spit it out, then, child. i can only imagine the vexation you feel  due to your predicament post-lanshiang. ❞

❝ I’d like to make a proposal ---  whether or not you ACCEPT it right away, I couldn’t care less ;; all I ask is that you LISTEN for the meantime.

❝ What if I told you, you aren’t the FIRST to tell me that ⁇ Just who are you, lady ⁇ What do you want and or need from me ⁇  ❞

❝ I’d say it doesn’t surprise me.

her voice was like silk --- every word falling from her tongue with ease. her plans weren’t with him in specific, rather any AI she so happened to cross; however, a majority were all HOSTILE, and so they were put down immediately. 

       HE was a different story. 

❝ carla. it’s not you whom I need anything from, but seeing as you might be the only person sane enough to cooperate with me ---

❝ my, my --- aren’t you quite the ARTIFACT.