Did you love this world, and did this world not love you?

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[Saying that Wesker is angry is vastly overstating his emotional reaction to anything that just happened; he quite simply doesn't feel anything, just cold and driven by method as opposed to emotion, and when notes are shoved under the doors this evening...well, it's really obvious who wrote them even if they're not signed, let's put it that way.]

This has gone on entirely too long for us to remain idle. The only way to defeat power is with more power; it's the one universal constant in this world. The only power we have right now is in our unity, and we need to utilize that to its fullest.

Grieve however you see fit, as mourning in this situation is warranted. But when you're all done crying we need to gather and we need to share information. Whatever you have that might assist us in this situation can and likely will be vital over the next several weeks.

This meeting isn't mandatory, nor is it something that many of you will necessarily want to do, but it's in our best interests to persevere despite our losses. Even if you have nothing to contribute – or if you don't feel like contributing, which is your prerogative – it's for the best to not be alone right now.

Meet in the dining hall. Food will be provided, as per usual.

[...He tried. He tried really hard, and that's the sad thing.

That said, though, there will in fact be food! And also tea. Both are courtesy of Asgore, seeing as Wesker can't manage either to save his life. But they're there, and Wesker will...likewise be there in the dining hall and just seeing who shows up. Whether anything productive comes out of this has yet to be seen; somehow he doubts anything will. But again, there was an attempt made in the first place, and that's got to count for something.]

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[armamenta]

[Krauser's not entirely sure he wants to see Nachetanya's notes about him when he's still worked up about what happened, but it's better for him to have them than anyone else.]

Did you read all of these?

[heritrix]

[She nods.]

Both George and I did. We didn't decide what we were going to do with them until the end, otherwise we might not have. [Glancing up at him here and there, she leafs through the profiles she ripped out of the notebook earlier.] In exchange, we also decided it's only fair to let you read ours as well. You'll have to track him down to see his, but I'll offer you mine if you want.

[armamenta]

Fair enough. I'll find him later and ask about his.

[He doesn't intend to do anything with this information of course, but it is fair and he's not sure what to expect from Nachetanya's notes. That was a huge mistake and one he never should have made.]

[heritrix]

[We're all going to get along so great this week. Rin hands him the notes on herself first, and moves another sheet of the paper to the front of her stack. His, presumably.]

I'll hold onto yours, until you give mine back.

...I'm sorry it's been a while since we last spoke.

[armamenta]

[He reads that though in its entirety before nodding and handing it back over. Rin's words get him to pause though and his expression shifts into something mildy confused.]

You don't need to apologize for that. I assume you've been keeping yourself occupied as best you can.

[He spends most of his time reading or in the shooting range, because those are the only two things that really keep his interest here; he figures Rin's been doing the same sort of thing.]

[heritrix]

It's true, but I've had time for others. I've always found you one of the most reasonable people to talk with here, so I was missing that. Your tendency to eat strange herbs aside.

[Accepting her page back, she'll hand him his.]

[armamenta]

If I had extras I'd prove that they work.

[But he's sort of smirking at that anyway. He'll take the compliment.

That expression doesn't last long as he reads through Nachetanya's note, though. His grip on the page is a bit too tight, but it doesn't tear.]

...Thanks for this.

[The words are stilted and obviously forced out.]

[heritrix]

Of course.

[She eyes his hand, and the crumpled paper. It got to him too, huh.]

What did you think about her? Before all this.

[armamenta]

I liked her well enough. She was childish in some ways, but I... enjoyed spending time with her.

[It sounds like it's sort of hard for him to admit that. He doesn't usually enjoy anything.]

[heritrix]

[He really doesn't look like it. But it has been fun, seeing him at Truth or Dare, and King's Games. Someone so serious, having fun with the rest of them. Someone who got right down to his knees alongside of her as the base for that absurd human pyramid.]

I did too. We didn't spend much time together, but the most fun I had was around her. It's annoying now.

[armamenta]

That's a good way of describing it. Annoying.

[It's probably more than that, but he's not the sort of person to allow himself to feel anything more than mild annoyance, especially not for something he shouldn't have let happen in the first place.

You don't get close to anyone in a game like this.]

[heritrix]

[She kind of picks up on that feeling. She experience the same herself, with George earlier and then... Well that mess of thoughts is better not touched on here. But given what came up in the meeting today, she has to wonder.]

Feel free to refuse answering this, but given everything, are you going to remain close to Wesker?

[armamenta]

[The question startles him in a way most don't - for a moment his expression is open and honest, a bit confused but mostly uncertain. It wasn't a question he was expecting at all.

It doesn't take him long to answer, all things considered.]

...Things are different with him.

[It's difficult to explain, so he won't bother and he'll leave it at that. Despite the brief moment of uncertainty, his words are confident.]

[heritrix]

[Huh. She would have thought it would be an obvious question.]

...That's good.

[She doesn't pry for more, just nodding to herself.]

From the sound of it, you're a good influence on him.

[armamenta]

That goes both ways. He's a good influence on me too.

[NO HE'S REALLY NOT]

...As strange as it is to say, I'm glad I got the chance to meet him.

[.......ugh okay that was too many feelings, hang on—]

He's been useful.

[THERE WE GO, that's better.]

[heritrix]

[Oh my god, Krauser. Rin is supposed to be the tsundere here.]

So the profile one room over wasn't wrong, huh? Listing his name among your likes.

[armamenta]

That was probably referring to the other Wesker.

[you know, the other one that he has literally never mentioned before now?? yeah, that one.]

[heritrix]

[Oh. For a moment there's natural surprise on Rin's face, as one would expect, but in the next something strange flashes in her eyes. Something close to recognition.]

You're from different dimensions?

[armamenta]

I wouldn't say that. I think he's from the future and the one I know is a clone or something.

[He raises his shoulders a bit in a helpless shrug. Look, he still doesn't know which one is clone!Wesker, it's Difficult.]

I knew that one for two years, so it makes sense that he's listed under my "likes".

[heritrix]

[...why would someone make clones of Wesker. Who would want more Weskers?]

He's kind of likeable sometimes, but I'm not sure I could handle two of them if they're exactly the same.

[armamenta]

They're not exactly the same, actually. The one I knew was taller, for some reason.

[There's more to it than that, but that's the part he always gets stuck on. WHY IS ONE OF THE CLONES TALLER THAN THE OTHER...]

[heritrix]

[Maybe he wears stilts?? Or they had to hire a new actor.]

That is weird. But his profile does say he's older. Maybe he's hitting that stage where you start to shrink.

[armamenta]

[DON'T MAKE HIM LAUGH AT THAT...]

Yeah, maybe. I haven't given it too much thought, honestly. I can worry about all of that after we're out of here.

[heritrix]

It'll be a better place for it. Good luck with him.