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- Posted: Wed, 14 Nov 2012 21:00:15 +0000
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WE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHTXXWE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHTXXWE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHT
WE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHTXXWE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHTXXWE FIGHT TO LIVE WE LIVE TO FIGHT
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XXXXXWHEN IT ' S OVER WE CAN SAY " WELL DONE "
XXXXBUT NOT YET ' CAUSE IT ' S ONLY BEGUN
XXXXXSO PICK UP AND FOLLOW ME WE ' RE THE ONLY ONES
XXXXTO FIGHT THIS THING UNTIL WE ' VE WON
XXXXXWE DRIVE ON AND DON ' T LOOK BACK
XXXXXXXXXXIT DOESN ' T MEAN WE CAN ' T LEARN FROM OUR PAST
XXXXXALL THE THINGS THAT WE MIGHT ' VE DONE WRONG
XXXXX.WE COULD ' VE BEEN DOING THIS ALL ALONG
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- When Helena confirmed that she was who he thought she was, he felt a sense of relief rush over him. He didn’t want to find out his mind was playing one huge mind trick on him. Though, when Helena went on to mention Simmons, he nodded slightly. “I didn’t know a lot about Simmons. But, if Leon and you were after him, I’m not too surprised that he was hard to kill.” Leon, like himself, seemed to always pick the best ones when it came to being hard to kill. Chris with Wesker, and Leon with Saddler. However, the light mirth that had been on his face disappeared at the mention of Ada. While Chris knew justice had been done, a part of him still felt sore that the chance to avenge his teammate’s deaths was taken away from him. By strangers no less!
“Yeah. She’s gone as well. Though, unlike Simmons, she went down easy. But, only because someone else seemed to have wanted her dead.” He shrugged slightly as he rubbed his temples a bit. “And here I was actually trying to be nice and bring her in alive.” Yet, fate seemed to have other plans. Even if Chris still remained unaware the Ada he knew had never been Ada at all. “How’s Leon faring about the news? I remember telling him she was dead and all…But, we both were more focused on other things at the time that I…didn’t deliver the news as nicely as I could have.” Then again, Leon had his own bomb shell to throw at him in the form of Jake Muller being Wesker’s son. He supposed in a way, that was simply fair trade.
However, Chris felt they needed to focus on other matters. Thus, he started to ask her about where they were. Unfortunately, Helena appeared about as clueless as he was. Great. “I don’t recognize the town name either, and I think I would with how much I travel around.” He smiled faintly before the smile disappeared and he went on to describe his very recent experience. The fact the whole thing felt like a drug trip made him still want to question whether this was real or not. But, Chris knew he never had this active of a wild imagination. Besides, why would he imagine Helena across from him when he would likely imagine his fallen comrades, like Piers or Finn? Chris pushed those thoughts to the back of his mind as he watched Helena check her gun, and then listened as she started to speak.
Luckily, either they both were high on shrooms, or the whole experience was real. Due to how Helena acted, and his normal tendencies, Chris believed it had to be the latter. “Yeah. I’m not much for getting high off drugs either. Got to have a clear head to lead, let alone shot straight.” He tapped his forehead and smiled faintly. “Trust me, I learned that lessons years ago.” Chris couldn’t completely recall that night even now. But, he knew it involved him, Barry, and a few other Air Force Members getting drunk and somehow having access to guns. After finding himself with a hole in his foot, he learned never to shot while drunk again. Though, there was no need to go into a huge spill about that story as Helena commented on the lack of phone signal. “Hold on. Let me see if I’m having the same issue.”
Due to how surreal the experience was, he hadn’t immediately tried contacting the B.S.A.A. But now that he was out of the underwater facility, maybe he might be able to patch through to them. “This is Alpha, can you read me?” While he was doing that, he didn’t notice the look on Helena’s face. If he had, he might have grown concerned and asked her what was wrong. Since he hadn’t though, he didn’t comment. That was yet another thing that proved having insane amount of focus was both a good and bad thing. “This is Alpha, do you copy?” He tried again in hopes of getting an answer. Just like before though, he got nothing. “Damn. Looks like we are doing this the old fashioned way.” Chris felt a bit odd being disconnected with the B.S.A.A. He had been with them since they were founded after all!
But, there was no time to linger on that as he watched Helena stand up. When she moved to pat him on the shoulder, he smiled faintly at her. The gesture was appreciated, and also proved once more this likely wasn’t some post traumatic hallucination or something along those lines. He moved to stand up as Helena started to talk. The course of action sounded plausible to him. However, when she mentioned refilling a bullet, he raised an eyebrow at her. “Since I didn’t realize a bullet could be refilled, I suppose I don’t know how to do that.” Thus, out of curiosity, he watched as Helena talked to the bartender. He tilted his head slightly and soon realized the expression must have meant getting canteens of water. He found himself shaking his head slightly with a sad smile on his face.
Wish I could have taught you that, Piers. He forced himself to stop thinking about his loss as he caught the canteen Helena tossed at him. “Thanks.” He opened it up and took a small swig of it. The liquid seemed to reduce the dryness of his throat. But, Chris knew that wouldn’t last long if they stuck around the bar. “Guessing that is what you meant by refilling the bullet?” The B.S.A.A. captain followed directly behind Helena. For while she wasn’t his partner, he did want to watch her back for Leon’s sake. Besides, Leon would likely try and kick his a** like he tried to do in China if he didn’t. The cocky D.S.O agent. He held back a chuckle at thinking of Leon as cocky, especially when he couldn’t say he wasn’t much better at times.
Once they left the bar, Chris looked around with his eyes. He could see a couple of places they could check out for supplies and information. Eventually, his eyes rested on a building nearby that looked like the visitor’s center. While that wouldn’t contain supplies, the place would hopefully have a map of the city they could use for future reference. “I could use the same, but let’s check out over there first. After all, if we can get a map of this place, we won’t have to go on a wild goose chase for supplies or hotels.” He smiled faintly as he started to move towards the visitor center. However, as he looked towards his right, his body stopped in his tracks. His eyebrows furrowed as he watched what appeared to be three figures coming out of a store nearby. But, it was their appearance that caught his attention.
The male in the group had a similar haircut to the D.S.O agent. But, that was not enough for him to identify the male as Leon. One of the females had red hair similar to his sister Claire. However, without a closer look, he couldn’t determine that to be his sister. But, the blonde haired female…her outfit just looked way too familiar to the outfit Chris had seen Jill in back in Africa to be a coincidence. “Jill?” He whispered the name softly as he looked over at Helena. “Change of plans. I think I see some people I know over there. Maybe they will have some answers.” The B.S.A.A captain didn’t give Helena much time to answer as he quickly started to move down the street. He did his best not to shove people out of the way, but his hurried movements sometimes made him do it by accident.
Chris didn’t have any time to apologize though, since he didn’t want to lose sight of Jill and the others. He could only hope to whatever was out there that his mind wasn’t playing tricks on him. For after what just happened to Piers, he wasn’t sure he could take the loss of another partner, especially one that had been with him to Hell and back more times than he could count. “JILL!” He felt his chest tighten for a few moments. Those few moments of silence felt like eternity. However, those moments were soon ended when someone called out his name. “Leon?” He grinned slightly as he looked over at Helena. “Looks like we found your missing partner.”
The B.S.A.A captain soon pushed his way through the reminder of the crowd and looked at the three standing before him. His mouth moved to try to form words, but in the end, he found himself unable to say anything. For apprehension started to crawl at his chest as thoughts of them not really bring there swarmed through his head. However, Chris pushed past it all of that as best as he could, giving a faint smile that felt a little too hard to make. “Long time no see huh? Hope this place has been treating you better than it has us.” That felt so lame the moment the words came out of his mouth. But, it was better than nothing….right? “Otherwise, I might have to go teach some people a lesson.” Light jest entered his voice as the smile became easier to make.
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LOCATION :....Is that them? ((Nergal Streets))
TEAM : Helena Harper // Helena Harper and possibly Leon, Claire, and Jill?
WEAPONS : Combat Knife, Nine-oh-Nine (x30), Assault Shotgun (x12), Grenade Launcher (x5), Assault rifle (x80), and Semi-auto sniper rifle (x15)
INVENTORY : Green Herbs (x2), Ammo for his gun, Ear Piece for communication purposes, and a cell phone
LOVE : That's....confidential....