Originally posted by Yoshiaki
"well, I doubt there are any positions that require talents with a firearm?" he said "I guess I could clean or cook if anything"
"Ah, well I'm sure the cook wouldn't mind a hand...do you speak any other languages except for english?" The captain asked.
((At the cells))
Jing chuckled, "Not really, and theres not much I can do about it while I'm stuck in here. Sorry."
Originally posted by DragonWoman
((You would have been given food already. No one goes unnoticed here zslick.))A chinese woman perhaps in her mid 20's walked out from an adjoining room and frowned, "You shouldn't have done that R...now you'll feel even worse off." She was standing at a good distance from him, glancing up now and again from her clipboard as she spoke.
((Hehe, you'll love how she knows his name))
Project R's eyes shifted towards the woman with the clip board. Holding his shoulder blade, a sudden crack sounded as he popped the bone back into place. Grunting slightly, his eyes finally rested towards the other. "Now who the hell are you?" This place was starting to get to him. He didn't like the feel of it whatsoever. Labs, hospitals, these weren't on his list of top things.
Originally posted by Shad0w_Frost
Matt Replied "Oh i see, I guess i will just hang out in my chambers then, It was nice meeting you."
Jing nodded and stood, stretching her lithe form only to hear a heavy rattle of something beyond her door and a heavy click as she was released. Smiling she crept from the once confining room and tapped Matt on the shoulder, "Surprise." She whispered cheekily in his ear.
Originally posted by Mannequin Sin
Project R's eyes shifted towards the woman with the clip board. Holding his shoulder blade, a sudden crack sounded as he popped the bone back into place. Grunting slightly, his eyes finally rested towards the other. "Now who the hell are you?" This place was starting to get to him. He didn't like the feel of it whatsoever. Labs, hospitals, these weren't on his list of top things.
"Assistant to Dr, Yeu...my name is Li." She replied and moved a little closer to him, "Did that hurt?" She asked sarcastically and rose a brow. Obviously not a run of the mill physician this woman seemed to have more to her than just a white coat.
+ Still grasping that shoulderblade, he could already get a feel that the other wasn't exactly there to give him a physical, nor was she full of pleasantries. In no way was he at ease, eyes instantly shifting across the floor before returning towards the other. + Touch me with a needle and i'll snap your neck. I couldn't care less if you're a female either. + Head pounding so to speak, his body felt bruised, but at least he was alive. + Something tells me, I should've stayed in the water.
Originally posted by DragonWoman
Jing nodded and stood, stretching her lithe form only to hear a heavy rattle of something beyond her door and a heavy click as she was released. Smiling she crept from the once confining room and tapped Matt on the shoulder, "Surprise." She whispered cheekily in his ear.
+ It was as if the other's calling of his name just now caught up with him. + Wait, how did you know I was called that? + He knew full and well that his personal name hadn't been used in ages, everyone called him by Project R. + And, the hell? + Sure he had a criminal record as well, but it wasn't 'that' bad. Of course, the sarcasm noted was extreme in a sense. + Who the hell are you?
Originally posted by DragonWoman
"Good, the chef speaks passable Japanese and its out of this corridor and to your right, follow the signs with a small red pot on them." He explained.
"Okay, Thank you" he said as he bowed in respect. "See you again soon hopefully."
He left the room and headed for the kitchen, a little hungry aswell.
Originally posted by Shad0w_Frost
Matt turned around and glanced at her from the ground up, checking her out. He then smiled Happily and said "Hehe, It's about time ya got out of there."
Jing chuckled and raised a brow, "Hey I had no say in how long I was in there for. Just good to feel the breeze again. I was beginning to think I'd been forgotten."
Originally posted by Mannequin Sin
+ It was as if the other's calling of his name just now caught up with him. + Wait, how did you know I was called that? + He knew full and well that his personal name hadn't been used in ages, everyone called him by Project R. + And, the hell? + Sure he had a criminal record as well, but it wasn't 'that' bad. Of course, the sarcasm noted was extreme in a sense. + Who the hell are you?
"I know you by R because I was the woman that did all this to you...I was the one that oversaw your construction as it where and when you where released, so was I. Both of us where prisoners, held against our will and now that I see you've survived I wanted to take the opportunity to right the wrong done by my hand." She explained, knowing full well that today may well be her last.
Originally posted by Yoshiaki
"Okay, Thank you" he said as he bowed in respect. "See you again soon hopefully."He left the room and headed for the kitchen, a little hungry aswell.
The captain watched him go then turned to his computer to get back to work.
That truly wasn't a good answer for the other to hear. Brow furrowing, he quietly gazed away. Only his hand gripped the side of the bed, a sudden crack announcing just how hard he was squeezing it. Oh did it take effort to not simply jump from the bed and snap the woman's neck. The crack however hadn't been the male's hand, only being the pole running along the bed that was used to even out the bedding. "So. You were a prisoner? Do you REALLY think i'm going to believe that spray of crap falling from you? I've known plenty of woman with poisonous words. Hell, ever been drunk? You'll have to get me a boat load of alcohol for me to believe that you can sympathize with me. I don't want your help. I'm bound to have my ass tailed by Umbrella for a decent while, and getting zapped further is either only going to screw me up more, or just piss me off when I can't do a thing. I'd rather be alive then dead." Finally he rose from the bed, a sudden fall announcing just how his senses were at the moment. Hands outstretching, he caught himself against the floor with a loud bang. Shifting shoulder muscles, he pushed himself upwards, obviously negating the pain factor that was likely after his ordeal. All he wanted to do now was find Deadfang, and leave. The temptation to kill the woman kept crawling up his spine. Rising once more, he didn't bother with dusting himself off.
(Hum. I didn't really put thought into what Project R should look like. XD! What do you guys think he should look like?)
(I think he should have quite a few scars and look as close to human as one of Umbrella's monsters could. Bulking muscle, cropped dark hair with piercing eyes.)
"Like I said, I'm here to right my wrongs and if you feel like killing me...please do. I'm not looking for mercy or even your forgiveness because I know what I've done to you, I know what pains you've gone through just to survive...you weren't the only one that I had to do this to and soon it'll catch up with me." She paused, still visibly stirred by his eyes. No matter how hard she tried now she couldn't break with them, "I know my days are numbered..." She said slowly then, entranced in his hot rage that boiled beneath the skin.
(Yes, ma'am.)
Infirmary lights bounced off his form, the obvious signs of surgery significant, as was the slowly building large bruises. Slashes, bullet wounds, stiches and the like, faded after significant time. The other's words didn't really stiffle his hatred. That was hardly possible, himself taking a shakey step towards her. It appeared, just by his eyes that he was willing to snap her neck right there, without even bothering to view the repricussions. Every inch he moved, muscles twinged in pain, eyes only flinching. He was only hell bent on something, finally getting within arm reach of the female. Hands outstretching, he layed no hand upon her. Taking the other's clipboard, he extracted it from her grip with one motion. Gazing at it was perhaps the only managable trick to putting his rage off. Fingers gripping the metal. "And like I said. I don't want you fixing me at all. I'm not going to screw myself over because someone's feeling guilty."
Originally posted by DragonWoman
Jing chuckled and raised a brow, "Hey I had no say in how long I was in there for. Just good to feel the breeze again. I was beginning to think I'd been forgotten."
"Hehe yeah, I know the feeling..."
((All of Matt's Life he has felt forgotten, Especially when he was a child, after his parents were killed and he Escaped The Umbrella Lab and grew up on the streets......But, He Stayed strong, Trying to forget the horrible things that went on at the Lab.
Wow...I started to ramble on about his entire Bio lol))
Originally posted by Mannequin Sin
(Yes, ma'am.)Infirmary lights bounced off his form, the obvious signs of surgery significant, as was the slowly building large bruises. Slashes, bullet wounds, stiches and the like, faded after significant time. The other's words didn't really stiffle his hatred. That was hardly possible, himself taking a shakey step towards her. It appeared, just by his eyes that he was willing to snap her neck right there, without even bothering to view the repricussions. Every inch he moved, muscles twinged in pain, eyes only flinching. He was only hell bent on something, finally getting within arm reach of the female. Hands outstretching, he layed no hand upon her. Taking the other's clipboard, he extracted it from her grip with one motion. Gazing at it was perhaps the only managable trick to putting his rage off. Fingers gripping the metal. "And like I said. I don't want you fixing me at all. I'm not going to screw myself over because someone's feeling guilty."
Li merely nodded, her eyes tracing across the various scars, bullet wounds as well as what remained definably human about him, the small flashes of untainted skin still slightly smooth and tanned with the exposure to the suns rays.
Originally posted by Shad0w_Frost
"Hehe yeah, I know the feeling..."((All of Matt's Life he has felt forgotten, Especially when he was a child, after his parents were killed and he Escaped The Umbrella Lab and grew up on the streets......But, He Stayed strong, Trying to forget the horrible things that went on at the Lab.
Wow...I started to ramble on about his entire Bio lol))
Jing smiled and nodded, "Yeah, I'm the slight black sheep in the family...but I don't mind it, my life hasn't killed me yet so I suppose this is where I should be and what I should be doing right?"
"I know all about you...you're right. But...I can't help it. I know theres no chance in hell that you'd forgive me, and I understand. I haven't slept one night since the experiments. I suffer too you know. I had no choice but do this or have everyone I'd ever known and loved die before me. I'm a selfish woman for doing that but...now...I wish I'd chosen otherwise." Her voice peetered off to a slight whisper and she seemed to have no desire to stop him at all.
A brief fall of footsteps echoed as the large dog came to a halt beside Project R. Stopping, the dog's head canted towards the woman who was most likely directing her voice towards his master. Lips curling the dog's teeth were shown only for a moment. Having stopped, Project R's form turned slightly addressing the other. No venom was lifted from his voice either. "If I were you. I wouldn't have chosen such a bad job. Am I going to be bothered by the security around here? And, did that storm stop? Because, I wont wait long. If someone touches me, i'll snap their arms off." Lowering a hand, he gradually scratched at Dead Fang's ears, the dog's eyes still focused keenly on the female.
(Oooooi. Do you have Yahoo Instant Messenger DragonWoman?)