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[manufactured]

NOAH ISAACS

Albert Wesker. Pharmaceutical Research and Development. This surely won't end poorly.

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[scythegun]

Ja, of course!

[Good, he's glad you've accepted your fate.]

Oh, but you were going to tell me about that memory you received, right?

[manufactured]

Yes, of course.

[God, where do you even. start.]

...At some point I was working with a group that seemed to be, for all intents and purposes, my own personal army. I don't know when I was working with them, chronologically, or what we were doing most of the time. But I know that at one point we were tasked with altering human DNA by splicing it with something else. Some sort of...anomalous mold spores.

We created a viable human embryo out of this project; I believe it may have been female. We called it E-001. I don't know what happened to it afterwards.

[...HE CREATED A CHILD OUT OF MOLD, JAEGER.]

[scythegun]

I... What? Why?

[THIS IS SO FAR OUT OF LEFT FIELD HE DOESN'T EVEN KNOW HOW TO REACT]

[manufactured]

I don't know. Presumably because we could.

[He is so done, Jaeger.]

[scythegun]

I... see...

[NO HE DOESN'T]

Do you know what ever happened to her?

[manufactured]

No. I don't even know if it... If she survived beyond her original creation.

[...why was his life like this.]

Honestly, I would have preferred remembering whatever happened to Birkin's leech.

[scythegun]

I think we both would...

[...]

And here I thought things couldn't get any weirder... It's good it wasn't a terrible memory, but still...

[why was your past life Like This...]

[manufactured]

It was perhaps surprisingly straightforward. Very clinical, for lack of a better term; I certainly didn't see anything wrong with it at the time.

[...Much to...no one's surprise, probably...]

[scythegun]

That's not really all that surprising...

[Of course you didn't.]

Well, thanks for sharing, I suppose...? What a strange memory...

[manufactured]

...The other memories I've received recently have been a bit strange as well, but nothing terrible. I'm just not altogether certain what to think of them. In most of them I was being surprisingly decent to Chris, even though I had no real reason to be.

The last one I received before...that with E-001 was somewhat less pleasant; I nearly killed him. Choking him again, before moving to punch his ribs out. Jill was there, this was happening right in front of her.

[scythegun]

[You were really fond of trying to choke Chris, huh...]

I'm sorry to hear that. It must have been difficult to remember that. Are you okay, Albert?

[manufactured]

...I believe so. It's unsurprising to me at this point, remembering things like that.

[scythegun]

I'm not surprised to hear that. It's happened quite a few times now, ja?

[He moves a little, leaning in closer before settling again.]

Even if it's not surprising, it's probably still difficult. If there's ever anything I can do to help, you can let me know. Even if it's just sitting here like this, you know I'll always do what I can for you.

[manufactured]

[...]

Sometimes I still dream about them. Chris and Jill, primarily. Once in a while I have dreams about Birkin as well, back when we were in the compound together.

They're almost never bad dreams anymore; they're usually positive, oddly so. I'm not sure what to make of that.

[scythegun]

Oh, that's...

[...hang on, let him shift a little so he can get a better look at you.]

That's wonderful to hear. I didn't think you were having as many nightmares anymore, but hearing that you're having positive dreams with them in it... That's great, Albert. That's really nice.

[manufactured]

I...

[A reasonably short while ago, he would have said he doesn't deserve anything like that, wouldn't he?]

...I think so too, yes.

[scythegun]

[He knows, and he's so happy Wesker doesn't say it now.]

I'm really pleased to hear that... Thank you for telling me. I... I'm really happy.

[manufactured]

[He shifts a little at that, pulling Jaeger closer against him and just holding him a bit.]

I didn't realize that it would be so important to you.

[scythegun]

[Oh, that's nice...]

Of course it is. I do worry about you, you know! It's nice to know I don't have to worry as much, about that at least!

[It's gentle teasing, but it's true...]

[manufactured]

The nightmares have been subsiding a good amount. Once in a while I still have them, but it's not nearly as often anymore.

[It's been good, honestly.]

A good amount of the positive ones take place back in Raccoon City, before the outbreak - back when I was working with S.T.A.R.S. I don't think they're actual memories; they feel different. But it's good to have them regardless.

[scythegun]

I'm really glad they aren't as common now.

Those do sound like interesting dreams, though! Are you going on missions or is it downtime that you're dreaming about?

[manufactured]

A bit of both, though it's usually the latter. Spending time like normal people for once.

[scythegun]

Ah, that does sound nice... Do you like those dreams?

[He can see where it might just be really weird, honestly.]

[manufactured]

[He sort of has to think about it for a moment; they certainly aren't bad, it's just sort of weird to quantify whether he likes them or not - he hadn't really thought about it.]

...I think so. It's a little strange to think about; I don't know if I ever really spent time with people like that or if I kept to myself back then. I suppose it's possible that it's just what I would have wanted for myself... Either way, though, I think I like them well enough.

[scythegun]

I think that's normal, to have wanted something different for your past life. I'm glad you like them, though! They do sound like lovely dreams.