Whiskey and Wine

[Wesker]

Meeting Center H.M.S-Essex, New London
1/6/743 A.G.S, 10:12 AM

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Scotch was tempting, but no, those days were past. Alcohol didn't give the same fun-buzz effect it used to, not after using it as a way to drown guilt. That phase had come and gone, Alice intended to have it stay just at that - gone.

I'll stick with wine, merci.

Redmond was on the opposite end. The story was like adding two and two. Watching your home and all its inhabitants burn to the ground is a bit more than heart-breaking. There was pity to be felt, but Alice also wasn't here to numb the pain. Only redmond could do that for himself.

Alice rose the wine glass, somewhat astounded the Carcassone had actually bent the knee.

To their lively hood. And oui, if you can send me a list of captives, names. I'd much appreciate the chance to bring back some of my former comrades. Redeem them, change them for the better. I know it doesn't really mean much to you but, well it does to me.

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