I think we... have different ways of dealing with things. People who haven't experienced certain things think it's easier to just move on from it. I'm still working on it; I don't want to be stuck.
[ But it's fresh and without resolution. If she could go home and see what happens, live through it, she's sure it would be something she could adapt to better. ]
My partner and I were pursuing an entirely different man, but Wesker was there when we found him. We fought and the battle was going poorly. He had Chris -- my partner -- by the throat, throwing him around like a ragdoll. I made the choice of him or me and rushed Wesker out a window over a cliff. It... I was marked as KIA. I don't think they were wrong, technically. Woke up unable to move in an operating room. [ It's tiring and to hear him talk this way does put a little perk in her. Tight, bordering humorous in her smile. It's reassuring. ] My partner never gave up looking for me, even though it was almost four years by the time he freed me. He wouldn't want me to sulk, but if I could forget all of, you know, this I would.
[ But she doesn't know how to explain Wesker and how viruses work where she's from. It really is all bullshit. ]
Viruses. He can move so fast it seems like he's teleporting. Strong, too. Stronger than people should be. Not sure what he'll do here, but I'll be keeping my eye on him as well as I can.
That's healthy. I've only ever been stuck for every single thing I've fucked up on. Better lately, but still. [Still. He knows he could do better, even if all he ever does is think about the past.]
Chris... is he the big guy in your other photo? [Stacked like a goddamn brick, large, and handsome to boot. Jill sure knows how to pick 'em and he can't deny that.] I get it. Making that kind of choice. You did better to him than I ever did to my partner. [He's a little envious, but he's also glad. She has a good man waiting for her.]
Fortunately, people with crazy fucking powers aren't exactly new to me. Got my own, even. I mean it when I say people can't get away from me if I want to follow them. I can even check to see what he's been up to if we can figure out where he's been.
Oh, don't say it like you're intentionally sticking to it all. Shit isn't easy to adapt to sometimes. If you could let it go like it's nothing, I don't doubt you would.
[ It's hard not to think about the past. The fact she's got a nearly fifteen year old photo on her at all times -- even here -- is a testament to that similarity and understanding. The past is what forms who you are today. ]
Chris Redfield. He's been my partner for give or take about fifteen years. We met through a mutual before working together and sort of became attached at the hip since then. [ She's not sure she could've survived post-Raccoon without his support. ] ...should I ask? I mean, I didn't really make a choice. It was... instinctual. If we'd had time, he would've stopped me. But real life isn't like movies. There's not always this perfect third option where everything goes right.
[ Something he probably was familiarizing himself with, learning he's died. It would be nice if it was that easy. ]
Yeah? I wanna say I wouldn't expect it, but a lot of people here have something special about them. I'll definitely keep the offer in mind, but he tends to have a way about him of finding me. I piss him off too much for him to be quiet too long.
[And it's his way of just having too soft of a heart in some ways, too fucking tender, because he can't get over his own mistakes even after he's long since been forgiven. And that's fine and all, but some people deserve to be alive more than Leone Abbacchio.]
Ask whatever you want. [She's sharing, so why not?] But damn, fifteen years. [DAMN JILL you age well?!] You two seem pretty close. Hard not to be after so long. You miss him?
[He shrugs.] I don't know if you'll be able to see the ability, but yeah. I've got your back.
Don't get what it is with people thinking others enjoy dealing with things like this and not just... moving on, you know? It's being stuck like this, in limbo. How can you move on if you can't move on?
[ It's not directed at anyone or aggressive. Rhetoric but not. Thought made solid and real when vocalized. Jill doesn't know much about Leone's past, but she knows he's been affected much like she has. That he has regrets. ]
I mean I'd like to know more about you, but where the hell do you start other than the way normal people do? You know, that way where it doesn't scratch the surface, even. [ But she smiles to herself, head ducked as she stares into her glass. ] Only got a few living friends and he's always been the most important. I guess people outside our circle would probably say we're co-dependent or our relationship is unhealthy, but when you work more than you don't and rarely even get to go home... our lives are our work.
[ She dodges the question but answers it all at once. It's crystal clear even if she thinks she's sly. ]
Know that I've got yours, too. Wasn't joking about being able to crush a skull or break a neck with my thighs you know.
You're preaching to the choir. It's not exactly a choice.
[For all that he hates and blames himself, he's at least come to terms that he should try to move on, even if he has no idea how to even accomplish that.]
Fuck, you can't even ask me that. I've known only weirdos as my best friends. Jumping into the middle of shit is like the only way to start I've noticed. [But that smile helps, and he definitely can tell how important Chris is as a topic.] I think I get it. At least a little. [jill has feelings and it's great but also he understands her missing him. Because she DOES OBVIOUSLY.]
I believe you and I would love to see that shit just not first hand. If you get my meaning.
Figured I didn't need to tell you that. Always kind of astounding that people do.
[ That's what can make it so frustrating. The idea of doing it, wanting to do it, even genuinely trying to. If only it were as easy as just saying it. ]
Oh, well, sounds like me and you got similar taste in people.
[ Weirdos. They weren't too unique in their fields, but a lot of people had ideas of what they wanted, where they wanted to be. How. She liked that about Leone. ]
Here's hoping we won't need that but -- [ She shifts away from the counter and turns away to pull at the meat, smell now wafting stronger, making sure it's not sticking. Still not quite ready to turn. She's aiming just a bit more rare than medium-rare. ] -- I guess I should mention, do you prefer your surname? Was talking to Jotaro and I think I'm the only one that calls you by your given name.
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[ But it's fresh and without resolution. If she could go home and see what happens, live through it, she's sure it would be something she could adapt to better. ]
My partner and I were pursuing an entirely different man, but Wesker was there when we found him. We fought and the battle was going poorly. He had Chris -- my partner -- by the throat, throwing him around like a ragdoll. I made the choice of him or me and rushed Wesker out a window over a cliff. It... I was marked as KIA. I don't think they were wrong, technically. Woke up unable to move in an operating room. [ It's tiring and to hear him talk this way does put a little perk in her. Tight, bordering humorous in her smile. It's reassuring. ] My partner never gave up looking for me, even though it was almost four years by the time he freed me. He wouldn't want me to sulk, but if I could forget all of, you know, this I would.
[ But she doesn't know how to explain Wesker and how viruses work where she's from. It really is all bullshit. ]
Viruses. He can move so fast it seems like he's teleporting. Strong, too. Stronger than people should be. Not sure what he'll do here, but I'll be keeping my eye on him as well as I can.
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Chris... is he the big guy in your other photo? [Stacked like a goddamn brick, large, and handsome to boot. Jill sure knows how to pick 'em and he can't deny that.] I get it. Making that kind of choice. You did better to him than I ever did to my partner. [He's a little envious, but he's also glad. She has a good man waiting for her.]
Fortunately, people with crazy fucking powers aren't exactly new to me. Got my own, even. I mean it when I say people can't get away from me if I want to follow them. I can even check to see what he's been up to if we can figure out where he's been.
Just saying. It's an option if you ever need it.
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[ It's hard not to think about the past. The fact she's got a nearly fifteen year old photo on her at all times -- even here -- is a testament to that similarity and understanding. The past is what forms who you are today. ]
Chris Redfield. He's been my partner for give or take about fifteen years. We met through a mutual before working together and sort of became attached at the hip since then. [ She's not sure she could've survived post-Raccoon without his support. ] ...should I ask? I mean, I didn't really make a choice. It was... instinctual. If we'd had time, he would've stopped me. But real life isn't like movies. There's not always this perfect third option where everything goes right.
[ Something he probably was familiarizing himself with, learning he's died. It would be nice if it was that easy. ]
Yeah? I wanna say I wouldn't expect it, but a lot of people here have something special about them. I'll definitely keep the offer in mind, but he tends to have a way about him of finding me. I piss him off too much for him to be quiet too long.
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[And it's his way of just having too soft of a heart in some ways, too fucking tender, because he can't get over his own mistakes even after he's long since been forgiven. And that's fine and all, but some people deserve to be alive more than Leone Abbacchio.]
Ask whatever you want. [She's sharing, so why not?] But damn, fifteen years. [DAMN JILL you age well?!] You two seem pretty close. Hard not to be after so long. You miss him?
[He shrugs.] I don't know if you'll be able to see the ability, but yeah. I've got your back.
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[ It's not directed at anyone or aggressive. Rhetoric but not. Thought made solid and real when vocalized. Jill doesn't know much about Leone's past, but she knows he's been affected much like she has. That he has regrets. ]
I mean I'd like to know more about you, but where the hell do you start other than the way normal people do? You know, that way where it doesn't scratch the surface, even. [ But she smiles to herself, head ducked as she stares into her glass. ] Only got a few living friends and he's always been the most important. I guess people outside our circle would probably say we're co-dependent or our relationship is unhealthy, but when you work more than you don't and rarely even get to go home... our lives are our work.
[ She dodges the question but answers it all at once. It's crystal clear even if she thinks she's sly. ]
Know that I've got yours, too. Wasn't joking about being able to crush a skull or break a neck with my thighs you know.
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[For all that he hates and blames himself, he's at least come to terms that he should try to move on, even if he has no idea how to even accomplish that.]
Fuck, you can't even ask me that. I've known only weirdos as my best friends. Jumping into the middle of shit is like the only way to start I've noticed. [But that smile helps, and he definitely can tell how important Chris is as a topic.] I think I get it. At least a little. [jill has feelings and it's great but also he understands her missing him. Because she DOES OBVIOUSLY.]
I believe you and I would love to see that shit just not first hand. If you get my meaning.
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[ That's what can make it so frustrating. The idea of doing it, wanting to do it, even genuinely trying to. If only it were as easy as just saying it. ]
Oh, well, sounds like me and you got similar taste in people.
[ Weirdos. They weren't too unique in their fields, but a lot of people had ideas of what they wanted, where they wanted to be. How. She liked that about Leone. ]
Here's hoping we won't need that but -- [ She shifts away from the counter and turns away to pull at the meat, smell now wafting stronger, making sure it's not sticking. Still not quite ready to turn. She's aiming just a bit more rare than medium-rare. ] -- I guess I should mention, do you prefer your surname? Was talking to Jotaro and I think I'm the only one that calls you by your given name.