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Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Regina nodded.

"Thanks. She might be going for the bomber, we need to make sure she doesn't succeed if she really is working for Wesker."


She dialed a number, then after a few moments started speaking.

"Dylan, it's Regina. No, there isn't time to explain that, heads up you may have an incoming hostile, black vehicle, Camaro. Georgia plate BTR-543T."

She then gave a description of Claudia to him.

"Advise stun weaponry and taking her into custody, max security level. Have reason to suspect she may be trying to steal the bomber. Will fill you in later on that, just make sure she doesn't."


Then she hung up.

"He'll call us back on that number when they get her. How far away are we from your friends now Roger?"
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

"Almost there..." he said, his voice filled with anticipation as they turned off of a street containing several fast food restaurants, and into a neighborhood district. And, in only half a minute, they'd reach the same location that started the whole horrible night.

(Alrightie, yer cue for what's in front of the house, Eddy's car should be there if all's well.)
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

As they pulled up, flicker from a t.v could be seen from one of the windows, and three shadows, though those were just barely visible.

A Single car was parked in the driveway, the engine ticking slightly as if the owner had recently returned to the house.



As they came to a stop, Regina exited the car, rifle up, crouched low.

"Leena, RJ, take the interior, I'll check perimeter, make sure we have no uninvited guests, sound good?"


((Not sure type or color of car, so will let you describe that one.))
 
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Eddy's green dodge truck, almost just like Roger's, except his had dents, and holes about the size of bullets in it, was sitting right in the driveway. Roger felt a wave of relaxation course through his nerves, the sight of his best friend's truck was an extremely welcome sight.

Roger didn't stick around to hear Regina's plan, immediately bolting out of the car after putting it in park, leaving the keys in the ignition, and running towards the door. As soon as he reached it, he tried the knob, and it was locked, of course. Roger desperately pounded on the wooden door with his left fist, "Eddy!" he shouted, "Open the fucking door!" It was then, that the door opened, and none other than Eddy himself was standing in front of him.

Eddy, or Edward, as his first name is called, has dark skin, similar to Leena, and a clean shaved head. He has a relatively handsome face, and a body much skinnier than Roger's. Even though Roger was possibly a little bit bigger than the average man, in size, and muscle, he made Eddy look small. Eddy was wearing a similar attire as Roger usually does, except he seemed to prefer black, as Eddy was wearing dark faded pants, and a black shirt with a unique design of several skulls with flowers growing out of their eyes depicted on it. And just like Roger, the shirt was far too big for him.

Eddy blinked in surprise at seeing Roger, "Woah-" he said in surprise, "What the fuck, RJ? We thought you died inside the prison explosion..." Then, his eyes looked to the combat webbing he had attached to his casual clothes, "And where the fuck did you get that!"

Roger shook his head, "Long fuckin' story, too long." he told him, and felt so relieved, that his legs wanted to give out on him, overjoyed to see that maybe, he'd made it in time. "What about-"

Right at that time, Brandy and Tyler made their way to the door, and were directly looking at Roger. This reunion almost made Roger shed a tear of joy, a smile smile forming on his face as all of his friends gathered.

"Shit, RJ!" a man further back said, his skin color the same as Rogers, only more tan, and with red hair, and small freckles. He had brown eyes, as a matter of fact, all of them did, and he had short, very short, red hair. "I knew you were too much of an asshole to die like that!" he laughed.

And finally, a smiling Brandy came running though the door, and wrapped her arms around his neck, holding him, and giggling, "RJ! I missed you, boo!" she told him. She, along with several other girls her age, used the term 'boo' in place of the word, 'baby.'

To Regina and Leena, Roger would appear overjoyed...
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Regina wasn't around to see the look, but Leena was.


She was smiling, happy to see that his friends seemed to be alright, though it was tempered by the knowledge that something HAD happened to them before they returned, and whatever it was surely was coming up on being due to happen.



Regina had slipped into the back, moving carefully, checking the area for any sign of suspicious activity, and for the moment, it all seemed to be clear. That though was due to change if RJ had been right before.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

"I missed you guys to..." he said under his breath, hugging Brandy back.

Brandy pulled back a little, and looked at Roger with concern, "What's happened to you? You look terrible! What happened to your hand?"

Roger shook his head, and pulled away from Brandy, "It's nothing... Nothing happened." Of that, he was relieved. But before he could indulge any more in being reunited with his friends, he was reminded that they weren't out of the woods yet, "Listen, we've gotta get out of here!" he told them, "I can't explain it right now, but a lot of weird shit is going on!"

"Woah-" Eddy said, as if trying to get Roger to slow down, "RJ, bruddah, what are you talkin' about?"

Roger growled, "I'm talkin' about," he mocked him, "the difference between life and death, mother fucker!" he said almost comically, and casually, which Eddy paid little mind. "So, that means we gotta move! Now!" he announced, gesturing for them to come outside.

The others seemed hesitant, but trusting towards Roger's instructions, and came outside with him, "Alright-" Eddy said, "but you've got a fuck-load of explainin' to do."

Once he had them outside, Roger looked all around, before looking back to Leena, "Where the fuck did Regina go?" he asked her.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

There. Movement off to her right. Regina turned to see six plaga infected humans coming in, heading straight for the house, their parasites already out.

Regina had no way of knowing if the others were out of the house, and so, she did the only thing she could to alert them. She opened fire on the creatures.


RJ got his answer a beat later when the sounds of an M16 firing came from the back yard, followed by Regina running towards them.

"Six bogeys, right behind me!"


And sure enough, running behind her were six plaga infected humans, all of them completely nude, their parasites hanging out, searching for prey.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

"Get in the car-NOW!" he yelled openly, charging at the mass of infected coming at them, and slamming his fist on the head of the one at the front. Unfortunately, this placed Roger at a bad spot, as he was now right in front of them all, and he had five infected, right in front of him.

Meanwhile, Eddy, Tyler, and Brandy made their way to the car quickly, under the panic from the gunfire, Eddy was instinctively ducking his head, as if to avoid it being blown off.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Eddy didn't have to worry much, and RJ found himself with an infected coming at him, ready to grab him ....


And suddenly it's head exploded from a 5.56 mm round to the face, it's body falling over and knocking into the remaining 5, dropping them to the floor in a tangle of bodies.


Regina stood there, carefully taking aim with shots, but with RJ in immediate danger, she'd had to take one instantly. He could see a bead of sweat on her brow, and knew she considered that a lucky shot.

"MOVE!"




Sean, where ever he was, would suddenly hear his phone begin to ring.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Sean glanced down at his phone, saw who it was, then stepped up behind the person who'd called him. As always, he made absolutely no noise when he moved. "What is it, Dylan?"
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Dylan looked at him.

"I don't even want to know how the fuck you just got in here like that. Chris called, he got a lock on Ellen's Farnsworth, said he's going to send Tesla out ASAP. Also, I had brief contact from Regina, so your people and her ARE alive, she was heading to some residential area last I checked. Anyways, we were warned about a possible break in attempt for one of the craft here. Turns out the person coming in was Claudia, so we sent six marines to 'escort' her to a holding cell. I regret to have to tell you, she killed all six of them then made off with a B-52 bomber before we could stop her. What's worse ... there's been an outbreak just south of London of the plaga .... that craft was loaded with Cruise Missiles to deliver a plaga killing toxin. She just made off with about three tons of missile payload and an aircraft. Even stranger ... it's vanished off radar, we can't find it."
 
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Sean's face was just as unreadable as before, back in the warehouse. "Send the information on the bomber and the outbreak to Chris, immediately. I'll go check on Regina's location personally."
 
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Dylan nodded.

"You got it. Be careful."
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

With Leena likely in her car, ready to drive off given Roger left the keys, he turned, and ran back towards them, with an astonished look on his face, "Did you just shoot at me?" he asked with an unbelievable expression.

Once the two of them were at the car, they realized that there wasn't enough room for everyone, a bit too late. The three seats in the back, and two in the front, only accommodated five people, and with Leena, Eddy, Tyler, and Brandy, that made four. The next thing Regina would notice happen, was Roger getting into the front passenger seat, and pulling her in with him, away from the fight, and, embarrassingly enough, onto his lap...

Once Roger pulled Regina in with him, he slammed shut the door, with one hand still around her waist, "Go-go-go!" he told Leena urgently.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

The remaining infected were quickly dealt with by someone a short distance off, standing in the modified Weaver stance, apparently using a Colt M1911A1 pistol. Whoever it was, it was likely someone with knowledge of B.O.W.s, and possibly had BSAA connections. Really, the only thing blocking identification was a black motorcycle helmet, with a darkly tinted blue visor, currently down. The rest of the man's outfit was a suit of black motorcycle leathers. Sitting next to the man was a dark blue Harley, with the frame, rims, and other normally chrome parts being black. If the car took off, the man would hop on the bike, and easily catch up, falling into a sort of escort position.

((As a note, the motorcycle ride is clearly male, and should Siphon decide that Leena had taken off, then it would seem like he's not really pushing the bike's throttle much at all.))
 
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Leena had indeed started driving away, blinking when the motorcycle caught them with relative ease.

"Ok, that's no ordinary bike that rider has. I'm not going to be able to ditch him, but I might be able to get him run by interference if we make it to the base."

Unless RJ decided otherwise, that's where she'd head to.



Regina had just let herself be pulled in by RJ, deciding a little embarrassment was better than having one of those parasites forced into her body in unpleasant ways.

She chuckled slightly up at him, biting her tongue from making a half witted joke, her eyes watching the bike with keen intent to study.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

"I'm sure he's a buddy of ours," Roger said, and adjusted himself under Regina. She'd feel his hands against her hips as he moved her as well, the pressure of her ass on his 'parts' was a little uncomfortable... That, and he didn't mind copping a feel. And if Regina hopefully didn't notice, his hands would remain on her hips, almost by instinct.

"I think he wants to help us out, I mean, he came runnin' to our fuckin' rescue, right? Shooting at those monsters, and now he's just following us."
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Regina had noticed, but she wasn't about ready to say anything, partially because right now, she didn't particularly mind at all.



Leena thought that over for a moment then replied back to Roger.

"So then, you want me to pull over and see who it is? Hell, maybe we'll get lucky and it's someone Sean and Chris sent."
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Roger's mind went a little blank for a moment, as the scent of Regina's perfume filled his senses. He snapped-to just in time, however, recollecting himself enough to provide an answer. "Well... Let's get back to the base first, he'll probably follow us there to, then we can see who this guy is."

Roger was now desperately trying to keep his mind off of the woman on his lap. Every ounce of him desperately wanted to focus on her, and the slight shifting from the car traveling along the road, making Regina move around on top of him in voluntarily, antagonized parts Roger didn't want getting out of hand.

However, to Roger's annoyance, Brandy in the back giggled, looking at him and Regina sitting like that. "You comfortable, Roger?" she mocked him.
 
Re: Atlanta, Georgia, United States

Leena's suggestion about lucky seemed to be accurate, actually. When they got near the base, the motorcyclist passed them, and popped his helmet visor to talk to the gate guard. He went on in, and when they got up there, the guard simply waved them on through. At the nearest parking area to the gate, the rider pulled over and parked, before getting off the bike. When he removed his helmet, Leena would immediately recognize the white hair and pale skin of the man. RJ might also identify their escort. Sean stood there waiting, as if he was expecting them to pull over as well.
 
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