Rheinland's Starquake I

[Wesker]

A-Sektor-4893 Planet Holstein, Frankfurt
3/31/826 AS, 20:10

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That accent was hot, Bretonians and Maltese had the luxury of such kinky vocals. My accent was so direct and rigid, mix it with, well -me- and I could always re-iterate why I was divorced. I looked around, and saw what must've been her moving to touch down, holding a glance I responded.

I'm at the landing pad, I see you. Touch down I'll be right there. I hung up, walking over against the breeze of the exhaust coming from the ship as I readied myself for the least-awkward introduction I could think of. By the time I had turned the corner to walk over the small connector towards the landing pad Eliza had already made way out of the ship. At a glance she looked to be my height, and didn't appear like she was about to rip my head off - though maybe that was the point.

Buenos dias senorita Sanchez, I'm Kat. Ugh my accent really was the worst kink ever. It's good to see you. Worst actress ever. I thought about trying a hug - but I stopped myself.

Do you have ocean phobia at all? Don't jump the gun. Don't jump the gun. Don't jump the gun. Don't jump the gun.

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