[storm] - Fountain Gate Mindflayer & more

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WHO: Albert Wesker, whoever is around as well as Team Fountain Gate for the Mindflayer prompt
WHERE: In & Around the Hospital in regular Temba, Fountain area in Upside-Down Temba
WHAT: Storm Stuff! Fountain Gate Mindflayer battle inside
WHEN: October Energy Storm
WARNINGS: Violence, blood, injury, vicious beasties getting kicked and shot, mouth related body horror, sentient vines/tentacles, choking, 'animal' attacks AND MORE

A - Where preparation pays off - In & Around the Hospital || OPEN [ ~ October 11th - 13th ]

He has felt it in his blood first and foremost. The virus he carries rearing up and making every cell in his body burn to the point where his immune system started to act up as well and Wesker found himself forced to rest. When he woke up again, the virus had become quiet. Too quiet, in fact. From there it hasn't taken Wesker long to figure out what is going on and it only kicked him into full action. At least he had prepared for a scenario such as this one.

The hospital is a large complex and only a small part of it is actually being used. It's in the unused parts that Wesker has been storing his arsenal of weapons and grenades he has either built or modified over the past couple of months. His powers may be useful, but they have never been something Wesker relied on. His true power has always been his superior intellect and sharp mind. And those have made sure that he is ready to take on whatever this planet may spring at him even without having his superhuman abilities available.

He can’t help but still feel a little sluggish nonetheless. But sluggishness isn’t something Wesker can allow himself. He has seen the sky, spotted the roaming creatures and noticed the communication systems being offline. All in all, things don’t look great.

When Wesker returns to the restored part of the hospital, he is armed with a gun in hand and two larger guns on his back. All of them models available to those with the Security expertise. With the difference that Wesker has done some work on them. Or plenty of work, much rather. He has a couple grenades tucked away in various pockets in and under his coat, a first aid spray that doesn’t quite live up to his expectations as well as a sorry excuse for a flashlight. Unfortunately he hasn’t been able to acquire a proper knife either, which means his preparations are still lacking despite his efforts so far.

"I hope you are armed." He says in a calm, yet very serious voice as he steps past a room that he hears the unmistakable sounds of a person from.

B - Time to PUNCH a MINDFLAYER!! - Fountain area of Upside-Down Temba || Team Fountain Gate [ ~ October 14th - ?? ]

While Wesker remains assured that he doesn’t rely on his powers, he still is glad to have them back. And not in that unstable, fluctuating way he had to endure the past day, with his already unstable virus acting every way of wrong. It was unreliable, disorienting, at times physically making him ill. Even taking on the smaller creatures has been risky and Wesker has taken his fair share of injuries also on his way to and through the closest gate to the hospital he has been defending. But this? Right now? This is how it’s meant to be. He feels strong, fast, invincible. Wounds are closing properly and the virus is raging, urging him forward for a kill, eyes ablaze.

But what exactly is he meant to kill? There are fewer creatures right through the gate and the little ones are easy to crush but- What is it he is looking up to? This massive strange being seems so much less palpable as the other creatures that are still attacking Temba. This looks like a job for a flamethrower if he were to make a wild guess.

Guessing isn’t going to help now, however. Not with the creature slamming down a tentacle at him, forcing Wesker to dodge, drawing his gun out of pure reflex and firing at the aggressive limb. To Wesker’s own surprise, the shot hits and the tentacle flinches away. This is good information to have. He can hurt the thing and he has its attention.

Wesker switches his handgun for one of the larger weapons he carries, the glow of his eyes dimming behind his glasses as he announces to no one in particular. "Let’s do this then."

Comments

A

[butterfly_kiss]

"Armed?"

Tae Takemi was anything but armed. Of course she had changed her clothes for things good to flee in, and she was in this room in particular instead of the room on the second floor she had turned into an apartment for a reason.

Really, she needed to make more emergency go bags for things like this. The amount of times she was packing up supplies was getting ridiculous. In fact, she should be setting up a secondary location in the Civics Center, maybe a tertiary somewhere as well.

"Unfortunately, Albert, that has never been my style.

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Wesker can’t help but sigh inwardly at that response, but he can’t deny that it would be pretty unlike the doctor to wander around armed. At least she seems to be preparing herself already.

“The hospital isn’t a safe place to stay in.” He says plainly. “Though I have yet to locate any safe locations.” And that’s what’s bothering him. His own current lack of information.

“The creatures outside are bound to find their way in eventually.” And he’d prefer for her to not be around when that happens.

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She took an oath, Wesker. First, do no harm. Clearly that didn't go well with being harmed.

"I had noticed that before. We're in a horribly isolated part of the city," she says with a sigh as she continues packing. "I'm thinking somewhere more central."

Creatures?

"I hate to think it, but in the long run we may need to treat this place like a zombie movie and fortify the hospital. But that's for another day."

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A zombie movie? That comparison gets a tiny smirk from Wesker, but he is quick to shrug it off. Though fortifying the hospital certainly is on the list of future actions.

"Pack what you need, doctor. I will make sure you get somewhere safe, but we don't have time to waste." Wesker refuses to let the one competent person in this city get eaten by monsters.

[butterfly_kiss]

What a smirk it was. Good thing her back is turned and she is busy with the other work she's doing. Which is packing quickly and efficiently.

"Already on it. The escort will be appreciated. And I'm almost done."

Because shockingly, yes, she does not want eaten either.

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Whether or not the escort will be appreciated doesn't matter to Wesker. It's necessary. Especially if Tae insists on remaining unarmed. Though Wesker knows more than anyone that simply having a weapon doesn't train a person to use it correctly.

Wesker keeps his attention on the hallway and the noises outside while the doctor finishes collecting what she needs. The faint sound of something dragging its claws over a window catches his attention, but he doesn't move towards it. "Hurry."

[butterfly_kiss]

It wasn't like she was much use armed. Give her a gun and things will go poorly. He would be correct in assuming a weapon in hand would not train her.

"I'm ready," she says as she finally hauls her packs over her shoulders.

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Wesker regards her for a moment, then nods for her to come along, keeping his gun drawn and ready.

"Stay close but be ready to hide if necessary." He instructs as he leads the way down the hall and past the door of the room where the scratching originated from. So far they don't appear to have made their way into the building. Which of course can change any moment and the closer they get to the exit the more likely it will be to run into anything.

[butterfly_kiss]

"Alright," she says softly as she follows.

Though she's very nervous. Do these things sense fear? Because if so that would be troublesome. She absolutely was scared after all.

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That she would be nervous makes sense. It's not too different for Wesker but he has learned to mask nervousness with focused caution. He, too, is very much vulnerable at the moment. But he has spent 38 years perfectly human and has dealt with monsters of different kinds just fine. All a matter of training an experience. There are reasons why he doesn't always rely on his powers and right now Wesker is thankful for that.

He leads the way through the long hallways of the hospital and they both will easily recognize that they have reached what can be considered the building's lobby. Though Wesker pauses before making any move to cross it. It's an open space and there are clear sounds of nearby creatures looking for prey.

"I will have to clear the way while we run." Wesker informs Tae with a glance back at her. "Can you do that?" From what he can tell, she hasn't been hurt.

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Open spaces are dangerous, and Tae stays close. Stays close and still. It's wise to not draw attention to them, especially when Wesker may not be ready for confrontation.

Though her respect for her coworker is rising quite a bit.

"Alright," she agrees, her voice soft. "I'll run as fast as I can, but the supplies are a bit heavy."

At least there were no heels to deal with.

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Wesker's eyes fall to the bag she has packed and he nods once, holding out his free hand. "Give me the bag." He instructs, knowing that what's in there are important supplies and shouldn't simply be left behind. Naturally getting the doctor to safety has a higher priority and Wesker is not risking her getting slowed down when he can avoid that from happening.

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It is kind of him to take it, and she passes the heavier bag over.

"Thank you. Ever the gentleman," she whispers.

Maybe she needed to work out more.