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NOAH ISAACS

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

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I'm aware. That's why I tend to do it sparingly - so it means something when I do. I don't like compliments for their own sake.

[...I mean, it was a nice try.]

[scythegun]

[goddammit.]

Well, it is always nice... I suppose I can't be too mad about that, since I do seem to get a fair amount of compliments from you anyway!

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When you've earned them, yes.

[scythegun]

You make it sound like there are times when I don't earn them!

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That depends on the compliment.

[...guys.]

[scythegun]

Well, at least you can never say that I don't look amazing, ja~?

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You can keep trying, Jaeger...

[scythegun]

Oh come on, you're going to make me think you don't find me attractive!

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I've told you more than enough times that I do.

[One of these days he'll comprehend flirting.]

[scythegun]

[That gets him to laugh.]

Oh, I know! But I am trying to flirt with you, and you're making it a bit difficult! You can call me attractive at any time and I promise it won't inflate my ego too badly~!

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...Are you?

[...Trying to flirt with him.]

[scythegun]

Of course I am! I really do enjoy it, you know~!

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[He doesn't look over, he keeps his eyes on the road, but that does get something of a laugh out of him.]

You know I'm not good at that.

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You know what they say, practice makes perfect! I have no doubts that someday you'll be just as good as I am~!

[You're lucky you're driving, otherwise he'd be all over you.]

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Apparently I'm good enough at it when I need to be - or at least the mermen think so.

[...That is so surreal to think about.]

I never did try it with Birkin, however. I'm sure that pleases you.

[scythegun]

[Both of those get him to laugh.]

I'd be lying if I said it didn't matter... I'm very glad you didn't flirt with Birkin, yes. Save that for me from now on, ja?

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Of course.

[It's easy, though, even as he shifts topics a little.]

I did receive another memory of him, briefly. While you were speaking to Cumore.

[scythegun]

Oh, did you? What was it about?

[He's perfectly fine with the topic change, though of course we have to talk about Birkin...]

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We were setting something elaborate up, some sort of...task, or puzzle of some sort, involving a piano. Anyone trying to bypass it had to play something on it in order to get a door open.

I didn't play very well in that life, either; I believe Birkin had to finish it, but he made me try to do it first.

[scythegun]

[That gets a soft laugh out of him.]

I'm not surprised he made you do it first... I'm a little baffled that a puzzle involved playing the piano somehow, but it sounds like it'd be very difficult to get past something like that, so I suppose it must have worked!

[How many people know how to play the piano anyway? It's not like half the Resident Evil cast can!!]

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Apparently so.

[He's just...not going to tell you why that puzzle existed and just focus on the memory itself, that sounds like a valid idea.]

It wasn't a bad memory, all things considered. The last one before that wasn't a bad one, either.

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[Thanks, it's appreciated...]

I'm glad you've gotten some memories lately that aren't bad. Aside from whatever Retrospec's been doing to the world, things have been okay lately, ja?

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Remind me to tell you about Ada sometime. I've remembered a bit more about her, I think I was fond of her.

[You know, the woman in the red dress that he gave the sunglasses to.]

In general, however - things have been going fairly well for me. I can't say I have much to complain about, at least, outside of the dogs having difficulties.

[scythegun]

Oh, of course! I would like to hear more about her.

[He makes a noise at that though, like he's trying really goddamn hard not to laugh.]

Hopefully they'll go back to their usual selves soon enough! I don't blame you for being a bit disturbed by them, though...

I really am glad you're doing well, Albert. I'm really happy to see it.

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[He keeps his eyes on the road still, but he does nod a bit.]

...I've been trying to process things. For a long time I wasn't doing that; I was simply trying to move past them, in a way that allowed them to keep building. I can't keep living like that anymore.

I'm still learning to let go of things myself. To accept that perhaps there's nothing I can do about what happened. I need to be able to live with myself.