Leon found himself checking the watch on his wrist four different times in the span of ten longing minutes . It was ridiculous really . He could feel the cold sweats pricked at the nape of his neck as mere seconds passed . ++.

[Her words make Brad visibly cringe, upset he wasn’t able to hide his emotions better. He envied Wesker’s poker face in times like this. He tried to keep up his smile] O-Of course. I’m not nervous… [Brad denied the obvious, in an attempt to keep a sense of control over the

" kill anyone? no, no, that's beneath me now, " she said, waving her hand around despite the other not being able to see it. but anna hit the nail on the head ... work idiots had struck yet again. then again, when didn't they? " every last one of them, useless! "