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NOAH ISAACS

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

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No you're right, that's a good point. Okay, if you can head over then head over. Toushiro's not left for school so I'll just rely on him to get the door and I'll just go make breakfast.

I think my hearing is better

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Have you noticed anything else? So we have a written record of it.

[matchbreaker]

Like I said I'm lighter, I weighed myself and I lost 20 pounds over night. I think it was muscle mass visually, but I'm not any weaker.

My hearing's definitely better, yeah.

Also fangs...?

[ 2 minutes later: ]

Toushiro smells bad

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He's a teenager, of course he does.

1/2

[matchbreaker]

He's a good boy who keeps himself well groomed usually!

[matchbreaker]

But no I mean something else, I think. I'm not sure what this smell is actually.

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We'll see if we can't work it out, then.

Give me twenty minutes or so.

[matchbreaker]

Okay thank you I'll be waiting.

Like I said, Toushiro will get the door.

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[He will be there after the allotted twenty minutes or so! Dressed as he always is, sunglasses on as they always are, and Toushiro had better be opening this damn door, Elda. Hi.]

[matchbreaker]

[ He's a good boy, of course he is. And informing Albert that Elda's ... well, sitting in the sitting room? But she's also got the dark curtains drawn up and all the lights off in that room, though the foyer does have the familiar red lighting. For her part, she's sort of...

Curled up in there. Not fetal, but sort of sitting full up in a chair, rocking some. ]

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[...All right, that's...]

...Elda.

[He's quiet when he comes in; he knows her hearing has improved, as she noted, she's likely aware that he's there well in advance, but there's no point in being overwhelming anyway.]

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[ Far in advance. She can hear everything going on in the Foyer and she wonders if this is what Matt felt like...? ... No, likely not. He was still blind. She's sort of rocking though and- ]

Thank you for coming so fast, Albert.

[ The smells are the weird part ]

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Of course.

[He'll stay where he is, though, near the entrance to the sitting room for the time being.]

Are you all right...? I understand that it's an asinine question, but it's still worth asking in ways.

[matchbreaker]

I... [ and she laughs a little, sitting up. Her eyes are in catlike mode despite the mood ] honestly, I probably look worse than I actually am. Two of my senses expanded a lot in addition to all this.

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I can imagine.

[He'll take that as a vague cue to approach, anyway, though he's still keeping a fair amount of space between them.]

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[ The closer he gets the more she...

Blushes?

That's weird. But all the same, she nods a little. ]

No, yes... I. Yes.

[ She does seem to be welcoming him closer, she sits up, but still is sort of on top of the chair, mmm. ]

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[...Elda, you didnt blush this much at his approach when they were dating, he's pretty sure.]

...You're certain you're all right?

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I--- yes?

[ She exhales. Wow, does it feel hot now? That's weird. She inhales deeply as if to offset it and when she does she - ... Eeeeerrrr... Okay, no, she stands, inhales, sniff, sniff. The blush grows and - her fangs (which normally are just sharp things in her mouth but not big now) elongate a little as he comments, mostly because Wesker is someone she can clarify anything to, ]

I think - something about you smells nice.

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[...What do you even say to that? Thank you?]

How do you mean?

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I really don't know?! I'm not even sure what I'm smelling... because it's not one I'm familiar with?

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Well, I suppose there could be worse things...

[THANK...YOU...??]

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W-well yes, but we should also work out what the scent is...

[ GGGGGuuuuuuuhhhh this is weird. ]

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...You don't suppose it has something to do with blood, do you?

[Some sort of...predator. thing. only he doesn't quite want to word it like that.]

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... Not to offend, but wouldn't diseased blood smell bad?

[ And he's... not bleeding, right? She stands proper and walks over to look him over and smell, as if expecting some open wound or something... ]

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That would be my assumption, but I don't claim to have any idea how vampires interact with the undead in the scheme of things.

[...Elda.

That said, he doesn't have any sort of open wounds; he kind of. can't be injured very easily? so yeah.]