Fenrisúlfr & Krsnik

[Wesker]

Generalmajor's Quarters, Zhukovsky Station, New Moscow (//Omega-52)
05/1/825 AS, 13:33

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Of course it was Riemann, after all these years his regret must've outweighed his ego - assuming it glimmered outside the Generalmajor's presence. Still, his words only contradicted his claims of independence and self-reliance. He dedicated his life to another cause, and with it - his ability to decide for himself. Annabelle certainly did not take the notion of asking the S.C.R.A. to "borrow" one of her rightful pilots lightly. The sight of his face only continued to fill Anna with even more confidence as she spoke up against him, recoiling the temporary spur of Anger - the distinct blue glow faded from the capillaries to just her iris. Riemann, still pitting the blame and subject at hand against me, and shoving off an independent decision as if those confident words you spoke never left your mouth. The glow had completely faded from her eyes following the end of her statement, as well as a discreet "hmph" as if she were going to chuckle.

I am no monster, I'm a matriarch, something an entire nation clings to for order and survival. If what you say were true than I wouldn't have been brought back from the dead. So, if you have nothing more to add here than I suggest you leave and reconsider if your words of confidence are anything more than words. Surely someone of your character and abilities wouldn't need the authority of others to decide his loyalty in the event it calls for him, hmm? Anna turned to look back out the window, Riemann held more confdence behind the mask. Still, with or without the mask - he would be a large morale booster in the event he returned. After standing for a moment, Krsnik had been silent, Anna turned her head slightly before speaking up once more. Is there anything else, Agent?

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