Distortion

[Wesker]

515th Planet Curacao, Cortez
07/12/827 AS, 10:30

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Gracias Admiral I did all I could. I've never seen that many infected hurtled together before. It was a bit distorted at times. Lucien replied walking up to him. And also, you have my personal thanks for this as well. Now, let me introduce you to my wife. As he put his hands behind his back and began to turn the Bretonian voice cut him off.

We've met. Admiral. Anna said walking out from behind him. She was dressed casually, boots, jeans, and a T-shirt - plain black. She looked different, the scars on her face were gone. Her hair was a bit longer now and tied behind her head. She stood relaxed. Her weight resting on one of her hips and her hands in her pockets.

He hasn't met the real you though.

Don't flirt in front of your CO, Commander Marquez. Lucien glanced at both of them and began stepping back next to Anna.

Thank you for giving me my husband back. I guess you have a lot of questions. We have food and drinks back at our place. It's just a tram ride away.