// every time i think about coming back to any of my rp accounts twt decides to notify me of some stupid drama posts and it just makes me so tired and glad I'm still staying away. Do people really have nothing better to do with their time than attack random strangers for playing-
// i promise I'll come back to this account eventually I've just been so bleh about twt in general and every time I even think about this account my brain shuts off and I forget how to write
Leon meeting Jake in re6 was such an absolute Dad meeting daughter’s boyfriend moment.
Like the skepticism to the acceptance after seeing how he’s willing to protect Sherry with his life to them standing side by side shooting the Ustanak felt like a dad giving his approval
// dealing with a death in the family so inactivity is going to continue. I'm sorry I would really like to continue the SLs I have but I can barely get myself to even switch over to this account most of the time
// ACK sorry again for the lack of activity. Still kinda goin through it and just got a lot of shit on my plate rn. I'll try to get replies done soon
his leg anxiously as he tries to make sense of it.
"Why would he care so much about keeping you alive? If he'd ordered you to stay behind then that means he wanted you alive, right? He didn't... he couldn't have actually cared about you..." he sighs, rubbing the back of his
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Jake listens intently, leaning forward to rest his elbows on his thighs, brow furrowed slightly in concentration. He's not sure what 'tyrants' are, but he can make a guess they're some significant type of B.O.W.
His confusion grows the longer her story continues. He bounces
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"I'm sorry, too. This can't be easy for you to talk about. And I swear I'm trying not to be too judgemental." He sets his coffee aside and laces his fingers together in front of his lap, fidgeting with his thumbs. "I want to hear everything you're willing to tell me."
Wesker. They shared that in common, at least, even if the emotions weren't exactly the same. The web of torment and pain that Albert Wesker had left in his wake spanned farther than Jake could have ever imagined back when he was still a boy wishing to find and confront the man.
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sense, especially now after all he's heard, but he still has weird, complicated feelings about it all. He feels robbed of justice, of closure, but it's not like that's Chris' fault.
He sighs and looks at Rebecca, who seems to be equally struggling with her emotions regarding
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Figures that Chris was the one to confront Wesker after the betrayal. Jake recalls the altercation he had with Chris in that underwater facility, where Chris had answered 'both' when asked if he had just been following orders or if it was personal when he killed Wesker. It made
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head when he realizes he's been rambling.
"Ah— anyway... a dancer, huh? Why didn't you go that route?"
"But old habits die hard as they say, and I didn't wanna work for any big government organizations. So I take jobs independently, and sometimes the jobs I take happen to be offered by the DSO. I collaborate with the BSAA sometimes too."
He pauses and rubs at the back of his
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a bittersweet tone as he remembers his mother with a mixture of fondness and grief.
"But I had already stepped into the life of being a mercenary. Can't really back outta that. Then I met Sherry and she changed everything for me. Started to care about actually helping people."
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