"Kid, what's the problem?" Krauser sighed in irritation, turning around to glare lightly at his partner. She was staring off into the distance and merely cocked her head his way, never taking her eyes off of what she was staring at now. She pointed half-heartedly;
"... ... ... Castle." she kinda snorted in amusement as if she didn't believe her eyes. "What the hell? Why's there a castle out here in the middle of nowheresville?"
Krauser rolled his eyes and scoffed, placing a hand on her shoulder and pushing her forward rather roughly. "C'mon! We don't have all day!"
"We should go through the castle." Krauser's brow furrowed at that as he attempted to decipher her logic.
"... ... ... Why...?"
"I wanna loot some shit." Another roll of the eyes at the woman's sarcastic comment.
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"What a boring castle." sighs Werewolf, attempting to strike up a conversation with her partner. "Where's our welcoming committee?"
"Would you start taking this thing seriously, kid?" He received an irritated look for that, though it didn't faze him any and she dropped the attempted conversation. 'He takes work too seriously...' she decided as she turned back to examining the vase before her, a boring clay thing with no color or design. Man, where were the interesting things around here? A strange giggling sound broke through their temporary silence and causing both to jump and reach for their firearms as they aimed at the source of the noise.
"Well, what do you have here? Two rats in places they don't belong it seems." the small male chuckled, his skin looking sickly and aging me beyond his years. His eyes gleamed in a sick humor. Beside him stood two very large - possibly taller than Krauser - creatures, theirs grotesque hands and pincers erupting from the hoods informing the two that they were not human. One was dressed in red while the other was wearing a black cloak.
"Let me handle this, kid." Krauser mumbles, pausing and waiting for Werewolf to nod first before continuing on himself - though neither of them lowered their weapons. While they were there to gain Saddler's trust they had no way of knowing how these three were going to react to them. "We're here to find Osmund Saddler to-"
Krauser never got to finish as the midget's golden eyes narrowed into a glare at the two. "And just what do you American rats want with the Lord?" he spat viciously, his playful mood gone. The Americans weren't supposed to know about this yet, what went wrong?
Werewolf scratched her head in a very practiced motion that didn't necessitate fully taking her hat off. "That obvious we're American, huh?"
Krauser himself bit back a glare and a retort he so dearly wanted to send the little man's way. He was annoying, even his voice was grating on his nerves. Not to mention the little man's appearance was a little odd, complete with a giant hat atop his head of white hair.... It almost looked like he was stuck in the past or something - untouched by any of the technological advances now-a-days... "We're to help along his... cause..."
If the man had caught Krauser's slight pause he didn't let on that he had as he grew silent, scrutinizing the pair from the high balcony he stood upon. The two creatures behind him shifted slightly, pincers clicking and producing a faint sound that echoed around the room to fill the void of silence. Krauser and Werewolf shared a quick, unsure glance before staring back up at the golden-eyed man in determination.
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Ada hunkered down atop the roof of one of the village's few houses, her binocular in one hand as he placed it to her eye and began scanning the area down below, ducking down lower when it was necessary to not alert the Ganado below. She needed to know the exact lay of the land, if she were going to have this go off without a hitch.
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☣ BEWARE Zombies Ahead ☣ Jack Krauser
FanfictionA woman begins Resident Evil 4 and is quickly sucked into it before learning much of anything important. And what's this about a bet of her being able to survive it... or not...?
