King's Gambit

[Wesker]

Lounge/Bar Sierra Starport, Coronado
07/11/828 AS, 00:44

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There was no one with him, luckily. Anna had gone so far with no one knowing what she was really up to these past few months. Ever since Lucien died, she was a loose cannon running around flying, killing people - killing time. She knew in her heart redemption was all but off the table for her, with Lucien gone all that was left was Isaak; who was about as fond of her choices as Victor Steiner.

She approached the table where he laid back from his left. She was dressed in a long sleeve thermal shirt, jeans that were overlapped by some cheap boots. Her hair was a bit longer, distorted and messy - an accurate reflection of events past.

The only thing that had changed in her facial appearance was the lack of scars. They were healed, gone, definitely enough to throw off someone who hadn't seen her face more than just on a wanted poster.

Don't act startled. She said as she pulled out a seat and sat down quickly in front of him. She leaned over on the table and pulled her chair in a bit. The noise that followed was a light tapping of metal against the bottom of the table, one of her arms extended underneath.

If I see anyone come through I shouldn't; this will be the last conversation we both have. She said, following the tapping against the bottom of the table. Her voice still sounded sweet and sharp like any irritated Rheinlander.

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