>>2982957
>>Might as well take her up on the offer.

>>2982957
>>Might as well take her up on the offer.

>"Gynoscopically stabilized? How does that work..."

>>2982957
>Might as well take her up on the offer.
Well, if it'll make our lives easier

>>2982957

>Might as well take her up on the offer.

"This is just a ploy to give me a hug, isn't it?"

>>2982957
>Might as well take her up on the offer.

>>2982957
>Might as well take her up on the offer.

>>2982957
>Might as well take her up on the offer.

>>2982957
>Might as well take her up on the offer.
ACTIVATE HUMAN_HUGGING_PROGRAM.EXE

>>2982957
>You're perfectly fine on your own.
We do have SOME dignity.

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>>2982957
Well, uh, you might as well take her up on the offer. You somewhat hesitantly sit on her lap and she casually wraps her arms around you. You're suddenly glad that there's nobody else back here.

But the effect is almost immediate. HK was always constantly reacting to the almost random movement of the plane, moving her own body to counter it as she had boasted before.

It also surprised you just how... warm she felt. Like she was actually alive.

"Heh, this was just a ploy to give me a hug, isn't it?" You chuckle, trying to defuse the situation.

"I'm afraid I do not understand your query." HK frowns, her grip tightening just a tad. Enough that you could feel her... frontal padding pressing against your back. They weren't kidding when they advertised she would be as realistic as possible.

>Ah, forget it.
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.
>Other

>>2982957
>You're perfectly fine on your own.

>>2983090
>>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

Not 100% sure what those options imply, honestly.

>>2983090
>>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

What if she becomes jealous of Lucina?

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense. Me trying not to upchuck, you taking advantage of your systems to put me in a embarrassing situation to show off to the co-workers later. It's clever, I can give you that.

>>2983102
Oh wait, he's talking to her, nevermind.

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>>Ah, forget it.

>>2983090
>>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.

>>2983090
>Come on, you can't be THAT dense.
We need to introduce HK to Star Trek.
https://youtu.be/watch?v=SECu1fR0dWE

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>>2983105
Can we agree that Lucy at least has a nice ass and hips?

>>2983174
As someone playing FE:A right now, I can.

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>>2983090
"Come on, HK, you can't be THAT dense." You chuckle.

"Of course not. My designers aimed to make me as lightweight was practicable in order to allow me wide range of strategic mobility." HK says simply. "I do not understand how that statement applies to the current query."

The plane rumbles again, but HK hold on you is still tight and secure.

>You know what? Nevermind.
>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?
>Other

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>>2983105
Then we will have this situation

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>>2983174
Definitely

>>2983221
>>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

>>2983221
>>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

>>2983221
>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

>>2983221
>>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

I'm not sure if she's very good at controlling them or if she's just too innocent to know what she's doing.

>>2983221
>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

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>>2983174
I can personally agree that she is best girl, and HK is for daughteru.
>>2983221
>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

>>2983221
>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

>>2983223
We really need to figure out how HK perceives all of the people Lewis meets.

We know she doesn't like us working with Star, but she seems alright with Carol and Lucina.

>>2983238
Eh, I want to wait to see how she develops more beforeslappingthe daughter label.

As for Waifu, I'm for Lucina unless we meet Jill Valentien or Rebecca Chambers,

>>2983221
>>Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?

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>>2983221
"Are you sure they didn't program emotions into you?" You ask,, genuinely curious.

"Not to my knowledge." HK says. "As said before, my designers considered even simulated emotions extraneous to my primary function."

"Well, I get the feeling that's not quite the case." You frown. "You said you were also self learning, right? Maybe you're just figuring out how to express those emotions?"

"That is a distinct possibility." HK nods. "I can run an additional diagnostic to eliminate any possible detriments to my operating software."

>Sure thing.
>I don't think that's necessary.
>Other

If we go with the signature starter 9mm handgun like most RE games, I think a nice Hi Power and combat knife would do well for our standard loadout.

>>2983295
>>Sure thing.

>>2983295
>>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>>I don't think that's necessary.
Feelings aren't flaws, HK.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>Nah, it's fine as it is.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.
>>2983298
Nah, a CZ 75.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>>I don't think that's necessary.
>In fact, I'd say take those lessons to heart.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.

>>2983295
>I don't think that's necessary.

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>>2983295
"I don't think that's necessary." You shake your head. "I kinda like you this way."

"If that's what you wish." HK affirms.

Shit, sitting with HK like this was so comfortable, combined with the exhaustion from the mission, you start to nod off. HK says nothing as you lose consciousness.

When you wake, the plane has already pretty much landed back at Raccoon City. Naturally, it was some ungodly late hour, the sun nowhere to be seen.

"Where is our next destination?" HK asks as you both exit the plane.

"Well." You grunt as you stretch, trying to eliminate all of the aches and sores from the trip. "Let me think on that for a moment."

>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.
>You should drop off HK at the office. Maybe the Boss is there you can get your report filed, too.
>Other

>>2983378
>Give Carol a call to let her know you're still alive
>You should drop off HK at the office. Maybe the Boss is there you can get your report filed, too.
We gotta finish the report to get the paycheck

>>2983378
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you’re okay.

>>2983378
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

We can turn in the report tomorrow.

>>2983378
>>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay

>>2983378
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983378
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983378
>You should drop off HK at the office. Maybe the Boss is there you can get your report filed, too.

Should we try to get HK and Carol competing in a snuggle contest unless Lucina wants to join in since we haven't cuddled with her (unless it was when they were kids)?

>>2983378
>>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983378
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983378
>>2983402
I like this idea.
>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983378
>>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

>>2983402
>>2983411
Maybe we can get the old gang back together and reminisce over childhood memories?
>Lewis wanted to skip school with Lucina, but was thwarted with the unexpected arrival of Alice (Carol in disguise).

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>>2983378
"We'll head back to my apartment and get situated." You sigh. "Plus I'm sure Carol would be glad to see us back."

"Affirmative." HK nods.

The drive back to your apartment is thankfully uneventful due to the late hour and you get back in good time. HK follows you closely as you open the door...

>Roll 1d20

Rolled 2 (1d20)

>>2983423
>>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

Rolled 14 (1d20)

>>2983423

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2983423
>Not calling ahead of time
For shame everyone

Rolled 15 (1d20)

>>2983423

>>2983378
>>Head back home. Better let Carol know you're okay.

Rolled 7 (1d20)

>>2983423

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>>2983423
You open your door, and freeze at the sight.

There was Mom, sitting on the couch as if she owned the place. Carol was fast asleep, laying her head on Mom's lap like a puppy.

"Oh. You're finally back." Mom smiles. "Seems like life's treating you well so far, Lewis."

"Hi, Mom." You greet her just as HK enters. You see Mom's hand twitch at the unexpected arrival, the sure sign of someone used to reaching for a concealed weapon, but Mom is able to hold back and cancel the motion.

That was the thing with Mom. She didn't talk about her past much, but you were almost certain she had been involved in the Invader and Magical conflicts all those years ago. As you had grown older, you noticed just how deliberate and precise each one of her movements were, from how she immediately scanned every room she entered, to how she always subtly positioned herself near you whenever an unexpected visitor arrived. All of the hallmarks of someone who was trained. Who had seen things.

But, she never talked about it, and Carol insisted that you not pry, so you didn't.

"You could have called ahead, you know." You sigh as you shrug off your jacket. HK closes the door behind you.

"Well, I wanted it to be a surprise." Mom shrugs. "It's been what, two, three years now?"

"Just about." You nod. "Oh, right, Mom, this is HK, my-"

"T-Doll partner. Carol told me all about it." Mom rolls her eyes. "Another little 'gift' from Egan."

"Auntie E?" You blink. Now it made sense how Nemo had obtained HK in the first place.

"Figures she'd give one to you, too." Mom grumbles.

>Well, she's certainly been useful.
>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?
>Other

>>2983442
>Well, she's certainly been useful.
>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?
Whynotboth.jpg

>>2983442
>>Well, she's certainly been useful. Still getting used to the whole 'being normal' thing, but it's coming along!

>>2983442
>>Well, she's certainly been useful.

>>2983442
>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?

>>2983442
it's mum yay! Can we get a description of her arm in its current state?

>Well, she's certainly been useful.
>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?

>>2983442
>>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?

>>2983442
>Well, she's certainly been useful
>>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?
>I want to meet her

>>2983442
>>Wait, does that mean you have one, too?

>>2983442
>>Well, she's certainly been useful.

I'm thinking that maybe Lewis' special ability is to be completely immune to BOW corruption, or something relating to his Invader and Companion genes constantly at war with each other to the point of neutralizing themselves.

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>>2983442
"Well, she's certainly been usef-" You pause as the implications of Mom's words hit you. "Wait, does that mean you have one, too?"

"Ugh." Mom leans back on the couch, suddenly looking much older and more tired than before. "Well, ever since your dad passed away, and you and Carol moved out, Egan figured I'd need a dedicated caretaker. Like she thinks I can't take care of myself!"

>Yeah, I remember Auntie Egan being a bit overbearing like that.
>To be fair Mom...
>Other

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>>Yeah, I remember Auntie Egan being a bit overbearing like that.

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>>To be fair Mom...

Oof. The guy passed on? Ouch, god knows Alice had trouble finding someone in the first place.

>>2983505
>>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>>Yeah, I remember Auntie Egan being a bit overbearing like that.
dammit, why does dad have to be dead?

>>2983518
>>2983520
At least we have grandparents, assuming that Alice's side of the family is still willing to talk with her.

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

>>2983505
>>To be fair Mom...
Eh...

>>2983505
>>To be fair Mom...
Springfield would keep her line well

>>2983518
Must have been one hell of a guy to be fine, and keep pace with Alice and Carol.

>>2983505
>To be fair Mom...

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>>2983505
"To be fair Mom, you were never the greatest at taking care of yourself." You sigh.

"Indeed." HK nods. "My preliminary scans show higher than normal levels of nicotine and alcohol in her system."

"Hey, give a lady some privacy, will ya?" Mom groans. "I quit smoking years ago!"

"Yeah, but only marginally cut back on the drinking." You roll your eyes.

"Trust me Lewis, it ain't as bad as it used to be." Mom sighs.

Really, from what you've experienced, it had always been Dad who had made sure that Mom was keeping herself healthy. He was a doctor, after all. Apparently, he and Mom had met during one of his stints as an aid worker and hit it off from there. He had always been a big proponent of biotech, too, and was one of the first volunteers to undergo clinical trials for biomods.

Unfortunately, in that sick cosmic irony, Dad was one of the 15% of volunteers whose bodies rejected the biomods, and he died from complications shortly after. Mom was... never quite the same after that.

"Anyways, Springfield's been nothing but a goddamn nuisance." Mom pouts.

"I don't know, it seems like you might be enjoying the attention." You chuckle.

"Indeed. Biometrics indicate a 73% chance she is lying." HK nods.

"Uggggghhhh." Mom sags in defeat.

You give a light laugh at Mom getting flustered while HK looks on with slight confusion.

"Anyways, you free to talk a bit?" Mom's demeanor suddenly turns series as she shoots a suspecting eye at HK. "Privately?"

>Sure thing.
>You can trust HK.
>Other

>>2983579
>Sure thing.

>>2983579
>Sure thing.

>>2983579
>Sure thing.

Nothing personal, HK. It takes a while to earn her trust.

>>2983579
>>Sure thing.
Probably very sensitive family stuff. No need to get HK caught up in it.

>>2983579
>Sure thing.
Will we get more plot? Or more family shenanigans? Maybe both?

>>2983579
>>Sure thing.

>>2983579
>Sure thing.

>>2983579
>>Sure thing.

>>2983579
>Sure thing
Sorry, HK. It's been a while since we've seen her, and it would be nice to make sure she's comfortable.

>>2983579
>>Sure thing

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>>2983579
"Sure thing." You nod.

"Great." Mom then disengages from the still sleeping Carol with a ease only an experienced mother would know, leaving your sister to lay on the couch alone. Carol mumbles something in her sleep but doesn't rouse.

"HK, keep her some company." You say.

"Affirmative." HK calmly takes Mom's place on the couch, and Carol instantly lunges forward and takes her place on HK's lap.

Satisfied that your sister and your partner were well situated, you follow Mom out to the balcony, where the both of you could talk a little more privately. As you slide the patio door shut, you're instantly hit with a gust of cold but refreshing air, the lights of Raccoon City twinkling in the night.

"So, seen any cats around, lately?" Mom asks.

It was a question she's always asked you every time you saw her. You always figured that Mom was either allergic to cats or just plain didn't like them. But now that you were older and wiser, you couldn't help but suspect there was more to this seemingly innocent question than Mom let on.

>I haven't seen anything.
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?
>I've caught glimpses of a black cat from time to time...
>Other

>>2983630
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

>>2983630
>>I've caught glimpses of a black cat from time to time...
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

>>2983630
>>I've caught glimpses of a black cat from time to time...
Mystery Box!

>>2983630
>>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

>>2983630
>I've seen a lot of cats lately. There's this weirdo black cat that likes to keep showing up, though. Doesn't even do anything, just kinda walks around, stares at me, and leaves. Won't even take food.

>>2983630
>I haven't seen anything.

>>2983630
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?
We live in the big city, of course we run into cats a lot.

>>2983630
>>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

>>2983630
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

Carol even tried to eat one!

>>2983630
I've caught glimpses of a black cat from time to time...

Steer into the curve.

>>2983630
>I've seen a lot of cats. Anything in particular?

>>2983630
>I've caught glimpses of a black cat from time to time...

I don't suppose T-Dolls are unable to perceive that cat. Last thing we need is for Loki to tempt HK into wishing to be a real girl.

>>2983693
now that would be a plot hook i'm interested in

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>>2983630
"I've seen a lot of cats." You shrug. "Anything in particular?"

"A bla-" Mom then pauses and shakes her head. "Nevermind, it's not important."

The two you remain out there leaning on the railing and taking in the cool night breeze without saying anything up until Mom breaks the silence again.

"So how's Nemo been doing?" She asks.

"Still the same old Nemo." You grin. "Practically lives in the lab and never leaves."

"Heh." Mom gives a wry grin. "Figures the kid Egan DIDN'T tinker with turned out the most like her. And what about Lucina? Pretty big coincidence you both ended up working in the same city."

You pause.Your relationship with Lucina had been starting to warm up again. You remember how Mom used to warn you not to get too involved with her, though you weren't sure why. That was years ago, though. Would she still care? Should you take the risk?

>It's strictly professional.
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.
>Other

>>2983698
>Anons didn't vote for black cat.

for shame.

>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

>>2983693
But she's already a good girl! (She'd be a best girl at that point.

>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

>>2983698
>>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

You know how mothers are. They'll find out eventually if certain cute sisters don't tell them first.

>>2983698
>Eh, it's been a "I annoy her with my good work and she gets snippy back and keeps me in lockup for the allotted amount of time the police can keep a man" kind of relationship. Why'd you ask?

>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately

>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.
>Why the persistent fascination with cats?

>>2983698
>It's strictly professional.
Hide the truth. Employ misinformation.

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>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

You becoming one of those crazy cat ladies?

>>2983715
Carol would never rat us out (unless we discover the Truth)!

>>2983697
>>2983702
All Loki would need to do is convince her that Lewis couldn't possibly ever love a machine the same way as he could love a person.

>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

>>2983698
>I've been hanging out with her a bit more often lately.

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>>2983698
"Well, we've been hanging out a bit more often, lately." You say with a smile.

"Really...?" Mom glances at you. "Any reason for that to happen all of a sudden?"

"Just sort of happened, I guess." You shrug. "Is there a problem with that?'

"You're all grown up. You can make your own decisions." Mom grunts, obviously not 100% happy. "Carol been taking good care of you?"

"As always."

"That's good."

And things fall to awkward silence again as you both stand on the frigid balcony.

>Perhaps it's time to go inside.
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.
>Other

>>2983779
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

>>2983779
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

>>2983779
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

Alternatively
Mom, I've decided to marry Carol

>>2983779
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

>>2983784
Or better
Mom, I've decided to marry Carol
With her morphed as a mini-Lucina

>>2983779
>>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

>>2983779
>>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

>>2983779
>You've honestly had enough of Mom's weird vagueness.

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>>2983779
"Mom..." You frown as you turn to face her properly. Honestly, you were tired of her still leading you around and treating you as if you were still a kid. Enough was enough. "What the heck is all of this about? You're always asking me stuff about cats or what I'm doing with Lucina. I'm an adult now. Don't I deserve to know what's going on?"

You glance at the still sleeping Carol, still using HK as a makeshift pillow.

"I know you and Carol have been hiding things from me. " You sigh. "Just... what's happening? Are you all right, Mom?"

Mom doesn't answer, at least not right away. You can clearly see the troubled look on her face, though.

"Look, Lewis, there's... things you're better off not knowing. For your own good."

So there actually was something going on.

"Look, Lewis." Mom steps forward and gives you a hug. A genuine one. She's warm, and soft like HK. "I'm doing this for you. Can't you trust me on this much?"

>All right, I'll trust you. For now.
>I don't like being lied to, Mom.
>Other

>>2983882
>>All right, I'll trust you. For now.

>>2983882
>...Yeah, I guess. It just bugs me- the thought that maybe there's something that I can help you with and you don't want me to.

>>2983882
>>All right, I'll trust you. Always.

>>2983882
>>2983888
Supporting this.

>>2983882
>Ignorance is going to be for my own good until it bites me in the ass

>>2983895
>>2983888
combine these ones, or just support generally

>>2983888
Support

>>2983882
>I don't like being lied to, Mom.

>>2983882
>>All right, I'll trust you. For now.

>>2983882
>I don't like being lied to, Mom.

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>>2983882
...

>>2983935
Aww she maintained her composue

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>>2983935
"Yeah.... I guess." You sigh. "It just bugs me. The thought that maybe there's something I can help you with and you don't want me to."

"If only it were that simple." Alice sighs, instinctively reaching for a nonexistent cigarette and realizing too late. "Shit."

You can't help but laugh at Mom still not having grown out of her old habits. It made her seem all the more, well, human to you.

"Anyways, I never really thought to ask you this before." Mom shakes her head and regains her composure. "Why did you become a Hunter, anyways? You could have been practically anything you wanted."

>Just the money, I guess.
>Because I knew it would piss you off at the time.
>It felt like the right thing to do.
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
>Other

>>2983960
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
GUILT TRIP

>>2983960
>>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.

>>2983960
>It felt like the right thing to do. Well that and I figured it would also help me understand you a little bit more.

>>2983960
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.

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>>2983960
>>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
easy emotional plug that also makes sense in character

Fuck the slow burn, I want in

>>2983960
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.

>>2983960
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.

>>2983960
>>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.

>>2983960
>Because I knew it would piss you off at the time.

>>2983960
>>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
>Money doesn't hurt either.

>>2983960
>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
and also a little bit
>Because I knew it would piss you off at the time.

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>>2983960
"This is gonna sound corny." You take a deep breath. "But I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more."

"Wha-?" Mom blinks, surprised.

"You try to hide it, but I can tell that you've been trained." You explain to her. "And not just trained, you do things like you forced to do them that way to survive. I wanted to put myself through something like that. Expose myself to danger every day so maybe I could get a clue on what you're thinking all the time."

"And?" Mom raises an eyebrow. "Do you think it worked?"

>I think I need a little more time.
>I think I've got a bit of an idea.
>I figure you did the exact same thing, but in a different time.
>Other

>>2983960
>>I figured it would help me understand you a little bit more.
>...and okay, maybe it was a little spite. Figured it'd piss you off.

Whoop, too late.

>>2983989
>Honestly? Nah. ...But I'm starting to think that that's okay. You're you, I'm me. And it turns out I kinda like this gig, y'know? So I think at least in some ways the apple doesn't fall far from the tree.

>>2983989
>I figure you did the exact same thing, but in a different time.

>>2983989
>>I think I need a little more time.

>>2983989
>I figure you did the exact same thing, but in a different time.

>>2983989
>>I think I need a little more time
>>2983992
also this

>>2983989
>>I think I need a little more time.
it's not the same kind of thing compared to her time

>>2983989
>I figure you did the exact same thing, but in a different time.

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>>2983989
Got a bit of a tie so time for a roll off!

1. Different time
2. Little more time

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>>2984010
"I guess I need a little more time to sort things out." You admit.

"Well, you're on the right track, I'll give you that." Mom sighs as she checks her phone. "Crap, it's way later than I thought. I really should be going."

"Huh? You're not staying here?" You blink.

"Sorry, I was just dropping by to see a few old friends. Wasn't planning on staying too long." Mom glances through the window, where HK was still keeping an eye on Carol. "Plus it seems a bit crowded here. Looks like you've got enough on your plate without worrying about me."

>All right, it was nice to see you again.
>I have to insist you stay the night.
>Other

>>2984018
>I have to insist you stay the night.

>>2984018
>I have to insist you stay the night.

>>2984018
>I have to insist you stay the night.

merc, can you describe the current state of her arm?

>>2984018
>I have to insist you stay the night.

>>2984018
>>All right, it was nice to see you again.

>>2984018
>I have to insist you stay the night.

>>2984018
>>All right, it was nice to see you again.

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>>2984018
"Come on, Mom, you can stay the night here." You frown. "I mean, you already came out all this way."

"Well shit, if you're gonna offer, I can't refuse." Mom chuckles. "Looks like it's gonna be a bit crowded, as well."

"You can take Carol's bed. Looks like she's not really going anywhere." You point out.

"Makes sense." Mom nods and pats your shoulder. "I don't really like the line of work you picked for yourself, but... I'm still proud of you, Lewis."

"Thanks, Mom." You smile.

The both of enter back into the apartment. Mom gives HK a silent acknowledging nod before heading off to Carol's room. You yawn and start shuffling to your own.

"Lewis." HK speaks up. "Orders? I am unsure of what to do."

You look again an see that Carol has wrapped her arms around HK's waist as if she were hugging a teddy bear, a big dumb smile on her sleeping face.

>Don't worry, I think I can pry her off.
>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.
>Other

>>2984090
>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.

>>2984090
>>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.

>>2984090
>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.

>>2984090
>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.

>>2984090
>Are you uncomfortable? If so, I think I can pry her off

>>2984090
>I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight.

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>>2984090
"Is it uncomfortable for you?" You ask.

"No." HK replies quickly and flatly.

"Then I think I'll let you keep an eye on her tonight." You grin as you pat the T-Doll on the head, taking her beret of as you do so. "Good night, HK. Don't let Carol eat your face off."

"Excuse me?" HK pauses. "Please clarify the previous statement."

"Good night!" You tease as you return to your room.

---

Later that morning, you're roused by the buzzing of your doorbell. Yawning, you throw on a jacket and begin shuffling toward the door. HK is up and alert as ever, her eyes glowing in the dim dawn light.

"I'm detecting three contacts outside the door." HK warns you. "Very likely modded."

"Yeah, I figured." You nod. Your biosensor corroborated HK's readings. Three readings right outside your door. You grab your sidearm and conceal it in the inner pocket of your robe. Just in case. You then activate the intercom. The screen flicks on, and you see two RCPD officers flanking a man wearing a dark suit and sunglasses, his blond hair slicked back fully like some sleazy businessman.

You actually would have written him off as as sleazy businessman if it weren't for the police escort and the badge he was wearing on his chest.

The RCPD Chief's badge.

"Who's there?" You ask cautiously through the intercom.

RCPD Chief Albert Wesker raises his face, staring straight into the camera, as if he was looking at you through the screen.

"I'm just here to talk." Wesker says smugly.

>And that's it for tonight! We'll continue things on Saturday, so don't miss it!

>>2984152
OH JESUS CHRIST

I mean I know it's not technically the same Wesker bUT OH FUCK I WANT TO PANIC HARD RIGHT NOW

>>2984162
Roll to punch boulders.

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>>2984152

>>2984152
Good thing we put that jacket on.
Now there won't be *complete* saturation.

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>>2984152
>You actually would have written him off as as sleazy businessman if it weren't for the police escort and the badge he was wearing on his chest.
You say that as if the latter precludes the former.

>RCPD Chief Albert Wesker
Oh fuck. And sleazy is redundant at this point.

>Wesker says smugly.
Also redundant.

>>2984164
I'll try, but we don't have Redfield's modded arms.

>>2984152
time for poker face

>>2984195
>I'll try, but we don't have Redfield's modded arms.
>A 19
We may not have his arms, but we have his spirit.

So what sort of bodyguard (read: assassination) T Doll does Wesker have if he even owns one?

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>>2985693
A blond one wearing a nice necklace with a beautiful red jewel.

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>>2985693
A maxed out Mod 3 blond haired loli wearing a kimono.

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>>2985693
If you need a robot assassin, accept no substitutes.

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>>2985890

>>2985890
M1887 works better as a tank. She needs M134 (sadly not yet added) as back up

>>2985725
I assumed this'd be Lucia after she tries becoming the captain

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>>2985693
Well, we could always go for the one that uses guns as tonfas.

Could make for an interesting martial arts/gunkata fight between HK and her.

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>>2984152
You freeze as the Chief of the RCPD himself was standing right at your front door. To "talk"? You were kind of wary of that claim, considering the heavy police escort he had. Did he always travel like this or was he expecting trouble?

Did Lucina know?

"It's rude to keep guests waiting at the door, you know." Wesker reminds you, that smug smile still plastered on his face.

You take a quick glance back. HK was still sitting on the couch, but Carol was gone. Smart move. Mom, you suppose was still in Carol's room in the back, so not immediately visible.

>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.
>Can't you do this another time...?
>Other

>>2986411
>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.

>>2986411
>>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.

Fuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuckfuck

>>2986411
>It's a good thing I'm not having guests over then. But I do seem to have a loiterer problem...

>>2986411
>MOOOOOOOM

>>2986411
>>Can't you do this another time...?

>>2986411
>Guests normally call ahead of coming over Chief Wesker.
>Why are you here?

>>2986423
Fuck it, I'll support this too.

>>2986411
>>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.

How about we invite him over for an unforgettable luncheon of steamed hams?

>>2986411
>>Can't you do this another time...?
Fuck no

>>2986423
>>2986432

I mean, do you really want to risk pissing WESKER off? Granted, this looks pre RE5 Wesker who'd be a bit more manageable, but still.

>>2985693
That's assuming he'd let a machine protect him in the first place. The alternative is to have him making a clone or artificial human out of his genes to protect him, or be a contingency plan.

>>2986411
>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.

>>2986411
>>You don't really have any choice but to let him in.

>>2986502
Would the clone be a younger, female version with genemodded powers that would also be his daughteru?

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>>2986411
As much as you wanted to keep him out, you knew you didn't really have much of a choice. This was the goddamn chief of the RCPD, after all. Not to mention one of Umbrella's enforcers. Slighting him like refusing entry to him was pretty much tantamount to suicide.

"Yeah, I know." You say as you open the door slowly. "We just weren't expecting visitors at this hour."

"Don't worry, I won't keep you long." Wesker says as he calmly walks in. He gives a single gesture, and his two escorts stay behind outside. On the surface, it looked as if he was being courteous, but the move also served the dual purpose of keeping the front door locked down.

You motion for him to sit at the couch.

"Would you like anything to drink?" You ask.

"No, that's quite all right." Wesker shakes his head, neither his smile nor his sunglasses leaving his face. He then turns to HK, who was staring at him intently. "Ah, a T-Doll. I see our department was not the only group to be issued them."

HK remains silent, but still stares at him intently.

"My my, does it speak at all?" Wesker wonders.

"Currently in sentry mode." HK states simply, her voice devoid of emotion. "Observing for any signs of hostile activity."

"I see." Wesker's smile seems to grow even wider.

"So what exactly brings you to my apartment, Chief Wesker?" You ask, focusing his attention back on you.

"Ah, I suppose I can get right to the point." Wesker pulls a small data drive out of his pocket and gently sets it down on the table. "There is a rather... sensitive job that requires attention but is a bit out of my jurisdiction. I need a VIP recovered. Quietly, of course."

"I don't suppose I have any choice in this." You frown.

"No. Not at all." Wesker chuckles. "But don't worry, I'll make sure you're compensated handsomely."

Wesker then gets back up, leaving the data drive on the table.

"I've already discussed matters with your superior, and she had no objections either. I'll handle all of the transportation costs, too."

"Why thank you." You nod, trying to keep your cool.

"Happy hunting, Lewis. I'll be awaiting your response." Wesker gives a little wave before waltzing out your front door, but he stops just short. "By the way, how's your mother doing?"

Your heart stops.

HK fidgets just a bit, probably detecting the spike in your vitals.

>You just missed her.
>Haven't seen her in years.
>She in trouble or something?
>Other

>>2986642
>>She in trouble or something?

>>2986642
>My mother never really keeps me in the loop. I am sure you know how she is.
>She in trouble or something?

>>2986642
>>She in trouble or something?

>>2986642
>>Haven't seen her in years.
Nope, Nope. NOPE!!!

>>2986642
>>You just missed her.

>>2986642
Supporting >>2986660

>>2986642
>She in trouble or something?
>I'll be sure to pass on your regards next time I see her.

>>2986642
>She in trouble or something?
>I'll be sure to pass on your regards next time I see her.

>>2986660
Supporting with gusto

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>>2986642
"She in trouble or something?" You raise an eyebrow, still trying to keep your cool.

"Hmmm, not really. You can just say she's a person of interest." Wesker gives another grin. A toothy one this time. "Give her my regards."

And with that, the RCPD Chief makes his exit. It's only when the door swings closed that you finally start breathing again.

"Lewis, are you all right?" HK is immediately there to help support you.

"A real sleazeball if I've ever seen one." Mom sighs, having somehow appeared behind you without you noticing.

Even HK is alarmed, her head swiveling with inhuman speed.

"Were you listening in?" You blink.

"Sorta." Mom yawns. "Carol woke me up and warned me. Figured I'd eavesdrop a little."

"What was that all about, then?" You point to the. "Why was Chief Wesker asking about you? Do you know each other?"

"Nope. Never met." Mom shrugs casually. "I have no idea who that creep is."

"He looks like a meanie!" Carol adds in, her head popping out from behind Mom's shoulder as she sticks her tongue out at the door.

>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.
>Just drop it. You have other things to worry about.
>Other

>>2986755
>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.
DAMN IT MOM!

>>2986755
>Other
>Mom I think you past is catching up on you.

>>2986755
>>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.

>>2986755
Supporting >>2986777

>>2986755
>>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.

>>2986755
>>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.

>>2986755
>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.

>>2986777
Supporting
But I've already accepted the fact that it will never get picked

>>2986777
may as well chuck this a support

>>2986777
Supporting

>>2986755
Going with

>>2986841
>>2986755
>>2986777

>>2986755
What the heck, I'll go with >>2986777 too.

>>2986755
>>You have a feeling this has something to do with the past she doesn't like talking about.

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>>2986755
"Mom, I think your past is catching up with you." You caution.

"Fucking figures." Mom sighs and shakes her head.

"Mommy! Language!" Carol pouts.

"You both aren't kids anymore, goddamnit!" Mom grunts.

HK just looks on emotionlessly. You figured she was just utterly confused, or at least, as confused as a machine could be.

"Query." HK says. "Running background check on subject know as Alice yields no unusual resorts."

"Yeah, well, I had some good people make sure to keep it that way." Mom grumbles. "Guess those old farts on the Council weren't going to stay quiet forever."

You see Carol's hair immediately stand on end at the mention of this "Council". Whoever they were, it seemed like they were bad news.

"Shit, forget you heard that." Mom grumbles as she ruffles your hair. "You and Carol keep doing your thing. It's my past, so I'll handle it."

>If you insist...
>There's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help.
>Other

>>2986899
>There's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help.

>>2986899
>There's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help.

>>2986899
>>There's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help.

Especially when the trouble comes to their literal door.

>>2986899
>There's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help.

>>2986899
>If you insist...

>>2986899
>>If you insist...

>>2986899
>>If you insist...

>>2986899
>There's nothing wrong with asking your own flesh and blood for help.
>You did say we aren't kids anymore after all

>>2986899
>If you insist...

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>>2986899
"You know, there's nothing wrong with asking your kids for help." You say as you move in and give mom a hearty hug. "We can take care of ourselves and each other, you know?"

"Yeah!" Carol joins in on the hug from behind. "So don't worry, Mommy! If that Wesker person does anything mean to you I'll eat him alive!"

"That's.... very flattering, Carol." Mom laughs nervously. "But yeah, I get it, and thanks."

HK continues to watch from a distance as a silently observer.

>You should just leave her to her own devices.
>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.
>Other

>>2986999
>>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.

>>2986999
>>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.

>>2986999
>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.
ADOPT ROB BOT!

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>>2986999
>>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.

>>2986999
>Hell, she might as well be part of the family, too.