This choice: It was a woman with a respirator mask on her face. • Go Back...Chapter #5Subject "Safe" by: Vocal   Panting some as she attempted to catch her breath, Jill soon came across a rather distinct individual.
Judging from the person's appearance, Jill was able to tell that it was a woman, judging from the familiar curves of the female gender. However, what made the staggering S.T.A.R.S member uneasy was the woman's clothing.
She wore a pristine lab coat over a sleek-looking military-grade bodysuit, with ammunition pouches and straps adorned on her legs and hip-line. At first, the strange woman didn't seem to notice Jill's presence. That is, until she turned around to look through a microscope.
It was there that Jill got a good look at the woman's face. She had the distinctive features of someone of Asian descent, wearing a compact respirator around her mouth and nose.
Unfortunately for the currently fragile Jill, this strange woman soon took notice of her, casually walking up to her as she said, "-- Oh good! You're awake, Ms. Valentine! --"
Acting upon instinct, Jill tried to futilely defend herself from this unknown assailant, which proved fruitless as the masked woman casually hoisted the brunette's arm over her shoulder to support the physically frail woman.
"-- Easy there, Ms. Valentine. No use trying to defend yourself, I'm afraid. --" The woman retorted, as if being all too friendly with her like they knew each other, where the woman calmly placed Jill onto a sturdy chair, with Jill only mustering enough strength to ask, "Who...Wh-Who are...you?"
As the masked woman then examined the creatures in the containment tubes, jotting down several research notes in the process, she promptly answered back, "-- Who me? ...Think of me as an ally, Ms. Valentine? --"
"-- Here. Eat this. --" The woman said, holding up a slice of cake, something Jill thought she wouldn't see much of due to what had transpired in Raccoon City. Feeling like she wasn't given a choice, Jill reluctantly took the slice of cake with both hands due to her currently weakened state, taking large messy bites of the sweet in the span of four long minutes.
And much to her own surprise...   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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