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"There isn't going to be any rescue, we have to get out of here!"
He didn't say anything at first, their aspirations were good but the problem was he did this song and dance a while back ago after he and KING had taken over Chicago to establish the whole place for Altereds. Not to mention the leader of Tyrant probably going to come unhinged sooner or later a lot of people were going to die eventually. He grabbed the receipt from the take out bag and a pen, writing down a way to contact him and passing it over to Desmon before standing up and walking over to Gabe and patting him on the shoulder, he couldn't keep it hidden anymore he could tell every time he brought up his employer that Gabe was giving him looks.
"You mind if we chat for a minute in private?" He asked as he pulled out his own pack of smokes and opened it, handing one over to Gabe before pulling one of his own from his pack and walking out to the patio area.
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 20:21:13 GMT -5
"Yeah," Gabe said and stood up taking the cigarette, "alright fam, clean up and clear out, we got some work to get to."
He headed behind Adam as everyone began picking up, Harmony helped clear the table and move dirty dishes. Gabe moved outside and turned putting the small of his back against the railing to the balcony, "what's on your mind?"
"How much do you know? Or at least how much do you suspect?" He was pretty straight forward with his question as he lit his cigarette in the typical fashion. He was slightly leaning against the railing but was mostly facing Gabe. He wondered exactly how he'd react when the news was dropped when he was working for a faction of a company that was once considered their enemy with his boss being one of their biggest targets in the past.
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 20:29:56 GMT -5
"C'mon Adam," he said holding his hands out and snapped his fingers and his cigarette lit, "I have a team of extremely trained hackers and a network of information gatherers. On top of that you've seen the database, we've connections to every organization worth its weight. You go down as KIA and next thing you know a armored guy shows up with B-U gear. We have an algorithm to match posture it caught you before anyone got a slip on a line."
He put the cigarette to his lips, "then the old military bunker gets lit up, we find signs of 320's vector energy and patterns in how she kills things. The only other org out there with the ability to protect her from the Devil would have to be B-U unless the government has her. Then you show up. Basically gave it away from jump street kid."
Gabe smiled, "remember, you're a simple man. Point, shoot, leave the thinking and espionage to Amy... Well... you know what I mean."
He shook his head and chuckled a bit taking a hit, "For some reason I figured you'd be pissed." He said as he turned and faced the ruins of the old city. "Before you say anything I am being careful. I don't exactly trust Sazon or some of the others but the work we've done so far has been used for a lot of good, and I do kind of owe them for reviving me and getting rid of my problems even if I didn't ask for it." He took a longer puff from his smoke and held it in for a few minutes before letting it all blow out as he exhaled. "Would it make you feel any better if I said there was an arrangement for me to leave if I didn't like or agree with anything that was going on?"
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 20:47:40 GMT -5
"Listen," he said flipping the cigarette between his fingers, "She was trusted by Alice in the end and that lone fact gives me trust in her. I don't care about her motives and I don't care how she plans to get things done. All I know is so far she's done everything to put the Himura family out of power and away in one way or another. Even went so far as to leak the information about her own daughter to the conglomerate if the information is to be trusted."
There was a pause and he smirked, "bet you didn't know that one."
"No I didn't... that's some cold blooded shit right there." He said as he ashed his cigarette. The noon sun over the ruined city showed several areas which he remembered from his childhood all too well including the looming ruins of the clocktower and across the city from it he could easily make out the old RPD station foundation. "Topic change, have you guys been in there? And I don't mean to just raid the H.I.V.E. and other facilities I mean actually took a trip into there?"
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 21:10:19 GMT -5
"People live there now Adam," he said and looked over his shoulder, "a lot of the ruins house people. A lot of shelters, building by building construction crews are rebuilding the integrity and honestly, the project is coming along pretty good. The problem before was that there wasn't supply lines but once we found out about how many people took shelter here we stated working on that."
He sighed, "now the problem is keeping everyone safe. When one door is opened you never know what's behind it. Some of the underground shit still has infected that weren't affected by Emerald Rain, long story short, we've got a hundred doors with X's on them that we're slowly raiding to clear out. It's things like that we need to worry about and yet... We're more worried at any moment there'll be Apachi's in the sky and troops raiding the streets or even worse, a crime group coming in and stealing people off the streets that have no IDs to prove they ever existed. It's fucked up down here but... we're getting by."
He listened to Gabe talk as he looked down there, he could see it now that it had been pointed out, granted he needed to focus on the city for a little bit before he could see movement that before he thought was simply just animals and other things. He finished his cigarette and tossed the butt of it away. They'd been putting in a fuck ton of work and it really showed, he wondered what exactly had he missed out on in his life? Had he actually come here two years ago like he intended would he of been a part of this?
It was funny how things played out really. But it also reminded him of all the fucked up shit that was going on in the other Raccoon City. And not just in the shadows but at street level too, the crime syndicates and gangs, the level at which people like he and Gabe suffered. There had to be more that he could do in his off time instead of sitting around in a stuffy facility.
"Now that we got that out of the way, you mind if we stay a bit longer and chill some more?" Personally he was interested in reading everything in the box that had his name on it in that room, he also needed to get information about Hexacore and he was sure Harmony still hadn't found exactly what she was looking for yet either.
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 21:31:44 GMT -5
"My house is your house," Gabe said and flipped the cigarette over the side, "take as much time as you want."
Back inside Krieger was discussing a job with Desmon involving Raccoon city, they were talking mostly low but Harmony understood it basically as hitting several GENTEK facilities for supplies. It seemed like despite them being high caliber they were also doing low level crimes, she imagined anything helped at this rate.
She had made herself at home on the couch relaxing now after the good lunch and was going over several different voice transcripts between Birkin and Himura about her employment in the early 2000s. Seems she was actually only hired on because of her connection to George.
"Cool. So next question," He said opening the screen door, "Who exactly is this Geist person everyone keep mentioning?" He asked as he opened the sliding glass door and went into the room, he trailed over to the kitchen and grabbed another beer before moving around others and heading for the room Gabe had shown them previously where all the personal effects and letters and things were located.
He grabbed the box with his name labeled on it and the first thing he saw when opening the box was his old 1911 which had the tip of the barrel blown apart. He picked it up and looked it over, the very first time he tried shooting a gun and this happened to him, later on they all had a good laugh about it but it was definitely a scary moment at the time.
The next thing was an old old old MP3 player, there wasn't a battery in it but he recognized it instantly. He thought he lost this a long time ago back when the RPD was raided. Of course there were files and letters and papers but those two things brought back a lot of memories for him.
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 21:54:13 GMT -5
"Geist is an AI," he simply said, "don't worry about it. Listen they're a field operative just like you and they're damn good at what they do."
The two split and Gabe sat down in a chair near Harmony, "let me pick your brain now. What do we do if we have several 300s with degenerating ailments? They're literally falling apart to advanced aging and sickness, something that's not common in the series but common in its failures?"
Harmony flipped the papers and tossed them on the coffee table and sat up, "There's nothing you can do for them honestly. Unless you have the ability to enhance their genetics and another substance to try to properly bond the type virus to them. Otherwise, they will die an early death."
"Does Umbrella have that," Gabe asked.
"One lab did," she replied.
"Which one?"
"The old Blu-Umbrella labs that developed the Dead Sight units and started the 300 series. Technically my old work space," she said.
Gabe sat there for a moment thinking, "and Blu has this now?"
"They have the capability to alter 300s further but not to help them from this ailment. Even Annette Birkin couldn't without the tools we used back in the early 2000s. Plus, you'd need a sample of the T-Virus in order to try to bond the type better."
He sat on a near by chair with the box at his feet going through and find what looked like a birth certificate for him as well as files from the orphanage he was in. As well as something curious that was attached to the orphanage paperwork. A printed file which listed his name, Date of birth and other information. The orphanage papers read about how he was put up for adoption around twelve because his parents couldn't afford the treatments and hospitalization but the paper behind it listed something a little more horrifying.
He'd been scouted out in the hospital when they found some sort of newly discovered disease. He was selected as a candidate for the 300 series due to this and in the dead of night a sting operation was launched which resulted in his kidnapping and the elimination of his parents and family members. The traumatic stress from watching his parents being killed and his kidnapping seemed to cause some form of trauma induced amnesia which seemed to be quiet common with most of the candidates who were selected outside of the orphanage.
This trauma allowed them to convince him that he'd been in the orphanage most of his life. He read some more into the file and double checked the whole thing against the orphanage reports, times when he would get into fights with the other kids and often try to escape the orphanage coincided to the report file whenever they ran tests and experiments of him when he was a child. These events continued and escalated until eventually he was put into a vegetative state for the rest of his time he was being experimented on.
He sat back in the chair just kind of stunned as the report in the orphanage file listed him as adopted by someone. He sat there for a minute just kind of starring off and disassociating for a moment as he set the paperwork aside.
Post by Queen-of-Horror on Apr 26, 2020 22:24:08 GMT -5
Gabes phone rang, he picked it up, "Geist, hows it going?"
At once Krieger took notice and walked over and Gabe traded a few words back and forth before, "alright, nice. I'll let him know."
He hung up his phone and gave Krieger a thumbs up when said fuck yeah and snapped for Kings attention and the two of them headed out the door leaving only four people in the room, Jolie, Gabe, Adam and Harmony. Harmony was back into her papers looking over page four or five of what seemed like hundreds. It was all documented transcripts but she was scanning them for her name, trying desperately to find anything before she said, "found ya."
She read out loud, "case file Winters, age seventeen, hired on by Birkin through mutual parties. Winters is an early graduate and has been studying under George Isaacs for two years now. We've hired her on a non-disclosure agreement in order to continue her training under Isaacs while also working night shifts at NEST 0 on the Chimera project. We'll be using this as our first test to see how she works with Isaacs training..."
Harmony shook her head, "I have no idea what the Chimera project is."
He set aside the document away from him as he started coming back from zoning out. He reached in the box and gathered a few envelopes, hand written letters it seemed and he began reading, it was weird seeing her hand writing after so long. What was even more odd was the feelings behind the words and the contents of the letter, they weren't mission statements like he'd usually always seen from her but actual life advice for when everything was said and done.
Things normal kids would receive from their parents when they were growing up what things to look out for in adulthood, what he might have to look forward to in the future and things he should look out for as well as well as different things and feelings he was never exactly reassured about which were being affirmed in the letters as he read on.