Tea Break?

[Wesker]

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Location: Planet New London, New London
Date: 6 April, 824 A.S

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Nicole shut the door behind her as she entered her room, Casey seemed to be out cold on the couch. Still being hesitant, she took in her SIG and placed it on the table next to her bed. She shut off the lamp as she sat down on the bed, leaving the only source of light to be the light beaming in front of her from the window just to her right. As she took off her boots and jeans she glared out the window. She got up and walked over to the window, staring out at some of the windows in the building across from her apartment. All she could see where people sitting on couches, in the upper levels of the building she could see a pattern of changing lights, likely a club. She looked down at the street, the rain soaked what few people were out wandering past 10 pm. The fog that built up from the pollution made it impossible to see further than a few feet in front of you. Nicole could barely see the windows across from her. Still, it was something about this setting that made her feel at home, it was similar to what she had experienced on the industrial wasteland of Planet Leeds. City life made her feel at home, but also did the necessary evil of keeping her on her toes, which was probably why she bothered to stay around rather than settle in Cortez. Nicole took in the casual setting for a few more minutes before walking and falling on top of her bed, which still wore the light stench of alcohol. She was sober, and within a few minutes, out cold on top of her bed. Everything felt fine at first, but within seconds she was re-living the same nightmare that had forced her to drink herself to sleep night after night. She found herself in the trenches of Leeds, sitting alongside some of her squad mates that had arrived on the surface from the very escort mission where she was shot down. As the captain walked down the trench, ordering everyone to get ready, her colleagues peaked out over the trench. Before she could react to try and stop them, several rounds flew over the trench, ripping her friends apart. As mortar fire roared through the winds and whistles went off in a domino effect, Nicole saw several Gallic soldiers flood into the trench to her left. As she reacted she saw a Gallic soldier walk up to the edge of the trench above her. She had sharp red hair and wore an officers uniform, she drew out her sidearm and shot Nicole in the forehead at point blank.

In that instant she woke up breathing heavy, her own sweat coated her like a shield. After a few minutes of shaking and breathing heavy, Nicole thew on some sweatpants and went out to the kitchen. She was tearing up slowly, trying to be silent so Casey wouldn't wake up. She searched through some of the bags but found no gin, she drank all she bought the previous day. Shit. She muttered to herself, without even thinking she grabbed her coat along with her wallet and went to open the door. She went downstairs to exit the apartment, it was still pouring rain outside, and she wasn't even wearing shoes, it didn't matter, being able to fall asleep was worth walking out barefoot for. As if on que, Casey spoke up behind her as she exited into the abyss of pouring rain. It'll only get worse you know. His voice startled Nicole, who began shivering from the impact of the cold rain over her coat and head. What is it to you? She spat back at him, now crying. I can't sleep unless I'm forced to somehow! She continued before Casey could say anything. Well, I'd hate to see the person that gave me so much hospitality end up dead because of a mistake. This isn't the way to deal with it, I know-. You don't know anything about me. She cut him off before he could finish. Captain, that's who you should be right? He spoke up, Nicole's face turned slightly more hostile. Look I don't know who you think you are, but if you keep giving me shit like this I'll kick you back out on the street. You're going to fight me for liquor? He made a smart-ass reply, he knew she was upset, but Casey knew he'd have Nicole's heart if he broke her drinking issue. The only way to break that was to break her so she wouldn't have the strength to feed -what seemed like- her addiction. Without hesitating Nicole went to jab him in the face, her military grit showed, her form was solid, fast, and nearly unstoppable. Casey however, had much more extensive training from his current "Supervisors", and saw the punch coming a mile away. Casey threw his left hand across him blocking the punch and securing her arm out of place with his right hand. She broke free, and swung at him with her right hand, she over-exaggerated the swing, Casey ducked underneath and watched her momentum throw her into a wall. Nicole snapped back around, and began throw jab/cross combos at him trying to back him against the wall. Casey let her get confident by keeping his guard up and moving back, but before they approached the wall Casey snapped over to her right and tripped her. She fell onto the ground, the tears on her face barely noticeable with all of the rain, she laid there as if she was about to die. I'm done with this. She said after turning her head to the side. Come here. Casey grabbed her arm and threw it behind his neck, he picked her up and walked into the apartment. As he worked his way towards the stairs Nicole passed out.

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