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week three | dates
You worked up your courage and asked someone out on a date! Good job!
Now you have to hope the producers are kind re: where they send you.
Now you have to hope the producers are kind re: where they send you.
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[ Huh. ]
Maybe that really is the place to operate under the radar...
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[ convenient enough that two evil organizations would use it, apparently. He figures Chaldea must be evil, anyway... ]
So Chaldea's ... aliens? Scientists? It sounds like they tricked you.
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[ A sigh. ]
To help them protect the world.
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[ his brow furrows. This is still sounding kind of evil. ]
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But they weren't bad people, besides keeping me in the dark at first.
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[ spoken suspiciously. His distrustful nature is coming out. Too many vague weaselly words being used. ]
I dunno, Ritsuka. Keeping you in the dark about something that huge is pretty sketchy.
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[ So he's not entirely wrong. ]
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[ he imagines he knows the type... men with paranoid delusions of grandeur. Although, in Ritsuka's case, he supposes they might not have been too far-fetched. Steve idly wiggles his chopsticks in one of the side dishes, a little hesitant to continue - but he's nothing if not brave. ]
... Did the world really end?
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But I wouldn't lie about that. Sometimes, I still think I've dreamed up the whole scenario.
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[ mind-boggling. ]
Not that I think you're lying - it's just... crazy.
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What about you? Can I ask what happened?
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[ from who? Before he has a chance to ask, however, she passes the ball back to him. As he reaches to accept the plate, he makes a small, unhappy noise - the sort that suggests "this topic sucks" more than "i don't wanna talk about it" this time. ]
Ugh... It really is a long story. [ Steve sighs. ] Just stop me if you're bored, okay? Basically, I... because of some stupid stuff my dad did, I ended up in the Umbrella Corporation's private jail on this island a few months ago. It turns out Umbrella's involved in all kinds of messed up illegal smuggling and bioweapons research. They were doing it everywhere - on the island, too, with the prisoners. I dunno who they were, but some... rival company, or terrorist group or whatever carried out a big attack on the island... like, military-grade big. They really blew it to bits. I got out, but so did whatever freaky-ass virus they were making. There were zombies and worse everywhere... and the guy who ran the place was totally nuts. Him and his crazy sister were basically mad scientists on a corporate payroll.
[ as he speaks, he remains conscious of the fact that they're on camera, and he keeps his voice low, cupping one hand over the spot on his collar where he's pretty sure they pinned his mic. Steve leans in. ]
It was just me and one other girl left alive. We even managed to steal a plane to get off that stupid rock, but like I said, it just rerouted us to Antarctica. Same story there - I guess some other people who were infected tried the same thing we did and just ended up spreading the virus.
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[ It sounds... wild, honestly. But thankfully for Steve, Ritsuka's used to wild stories coming true. And also there's no way she could ever consider that as boring, frowning thoughtfully as she also lowers her voice. ]
Do you know if it's only those two spots? Or did the virus get spread out even more than that?
... Also wow, you really went through it. [ That's so much for anyone to have to go through. Even one part of that feels like too much. Being put in jail through your father's actions? Bioweapons research on the island? Explosions? Crazy people? Not even being able to escape after escaping?? ]
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No kidding! [ dryly exasperated. ] Uh, there was an incident in Raccoon City a few months back. That was the first one. I heard the government bombed the whole city to put it down... it was a total disaster. They've been covering it up, though - I don't know what really happened, just the rumors.
[ he sighs, shaking his head. ]
But if you ask me... I bet there's gonna be more. This whole operation Umbrella's running - based on the stuff I saw, it runs really deep. They make a lot of money selling that research.
[ it wouldn't be his problem, except he's hoping to come back to life shortly... ]
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[ She's just wrinkling her nose, disgusted. ]
Assholes.
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They think they can control it - even if getting to that point means killing a bunch of people. It's stupid.
[ from what he could glean from the documents left behind, the zombies were accidents, and the actual products were the hulking creatures that they only ran into occasionally - like what he turned into. Steve frowns. ]
... We got really close to getting out of Antarctica. We managed to find an all-terrain truck that was working, so we were gonna drive to the closest research station, but... the crazy sister, she was still alive and caught us, and... [ how much detail does he want to go into here? probably not a lot - not while the cameras are rolling. He keeps a low tone, sounding a bit stiff. ] Um. Claire got away from her, but I didn't. And... now I'm here.
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[ That's easy enough to guess what happened next--at the very least, that the events following his capture led to his death. Ritsuka hesitates for a minute, before scooting her chair a little closer to his. ]
So you'll be reuniting with her after this, then?