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03-26-2009, 05:55 PM
Wesker walked into the navigation room after being shown the way by S, and he looked around, seeing Alvin but not considering her very much; she was pretty busy staring at charts. "Where's the captain?"
"Over here." Alvin pushed her chair back and stood up, brushing her clothes off and walking over; she was a good two feet shorter than Wesker, which made her feel a little annoyed. "Who's this, S?" "His name's Albert Wesker, he's Star's new assistant." "I don't want him on my ship. I know what he involved with Raccoon Cit-" "You can't be the captain. How old are you?" Wesker stared at her. S flinched and backed up a few feet; he'd seen Alvin's eye twitch. "Sixteen. You have problem with my age, Whiskers?" "It's Wesker, actually, and I don't see how you can be cap-OW!" Alvin had yanked her sword out of the beltloop in her jeans and had jabbed him in the stomach with the metal hilt; he doubled over in agony, and she grabbed his chin, glaring at him with their faces just inches apart. "I don't want to hear it. You abide by all rules on ship, and you can stay. P*ss anybody off, you're gone. Azhdeha would enjoy eating you," Alvin hissed. "If I get even a whiff of you doing something you shouldn't be, you-are-dead. Understand me?" He tried to nod, but because she was still gripping his chin he couldn't move it. She shoved him backward into the wall, then slashed his sweater, leaving a red line across his chest. "Let that be a warning to you. If you step out of line, but not so much that Azhdeha is annoyed with you, I will be the punisher. You will suffer dearly." Wesker just nodded, too confused. XD I KNOW THE PIECES FIT, CAUSE I WATCHED THEM FALL AWAY, MILDEWED AND SMOLDERING.
FUNDAMENTAL DIFFERING, PURE INTENTION JUXTAPOSED WILL SET TWO LOVERS' SOULS IN MOTION. DISINTEGRATING AS IT GOES, TESTING OUR COMMNICATION. THE LIGHT THAT FUELED OUR FIRE THEN HAS BURNED A HOLE BETWEEN US SO WE CANNOT SEE TO REACH AN END... Tool     
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