Entry 4: Indulgence

[viral_tyrant]

[Seeing as Wesker can no longer focus on his work due to the noise and what have you from the party, he has made his way to the kitchen. And what else would he be doing but pouring himself a glass of brandy to try to calm his nerves? The guy doesn't usually drink, but hey. It's a party.]

Anyone else care to join me for a drink?

[It's safe to say

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[Action] This is not the Grid

[luminary_leader]

[CLU had wondered around for what seemed hours. Nothing looked the same, this was not his quarters, it was not his building. Jarvis usually came to get him if he had been absent too long (a rarity as it were) and he hadn't even seen the other Program. His face twisted in confusion but he would figure this out. Something was going on and he would be the one to figure out what exactly. He turned down a hallway and past a few pictures. Perhaps... he made it out into the human world? He hadn't seen any Users... was this... was this what Flynn had called a dream? In all his cycles CLU had never once seen a "dream". Stopping, CLU looked at the door in front of him and decided to walk inside, not sure what to expect and definitely not what was in front of him. A User by the looks of it, drinking some kind of liquid.]

[ooc: ~~;;; hope it's okay.... I know there were no spoken words.... but umm... hope it's okay]

[Action] This is Wonderland, dear Program

[viral_tyrant]

[Wesker looked up from his glass as he heard the door open. By the looks of the person, he was either a new resident or one of the guests the mansion had opened its doors to. His attire was quite different, and Wesker wondered just what dimension the man was from. He sipped at his brandy and held it out in greeting.]

Evening. Are you new to the mansion?

Re: [Action] This is Wonderland, dear Program

[luminary_leader]

[Mansion? He thought to himself, wondering just what had happened. He remembered closing his eyes for a few moments and then he was here. Just what had happened? Raising a brow at this User he wondered if perhaps he was starting to malfunction. No. He was perfect, he would never malfunction.]

[Taking a straighter stance, he looked at the User and in an almost demanding tone gave him one statement.]

Identify yourself.

[Action] CLU doesn't waste any time, does he xD

[viral_tyrant]

[Wesker scoffed at the other. Who was this other person to be so forward and demanding? Obviously he was a guest or else he wouldn't have spoken to him in such a manner.

He set down his glass and narrowed his eyes at the man.]

I am guessing manners mean little to you.

[qqquorra]

[This place is a bit odd to Quorra--nothing like the smooth, glassy surfaces that populate the Grid. After wandering through a couple hallways in utter confusion she's found herself in another room, except this time there's someone else there! The ISO's eyes light up and a wide smile crosses her face.]

Hey! Could you tell me where I am? I think I'm really lost.

[Not only that, but she's not sure how she got here to begin with.]

[Action]Same attire as before...

[viral_tyrant]

[Wesker was torn from his thoughts as he heard a voice. He looked around and deduced that the young woman was speaking to him. Looking at her, he noticed her attire was similar to that of someone else he had recently encountered. Seems she was also a guest to the mansion. His face remains expressionless as he responds.]

You are in Wonderland. I would say you are lost, but many do not find their way back home once they arrive.

Re: [Action]Same attire as before...

[qqquorra]

Wonderland?

[Sounds wonderful, yet it isn't a place she's ever heard of on the Grid. But what's this? Quorra might not be able to find her way back to the Grid, to Flynn? Uh oh, this is not good. The ISO's eyes widen somewhat.]

Oh, I um. I need to get back, though.

[Action]Wow he's a talker when he drinks

[viral_tyrant]

Yes. And I do hate to be the one to inform you that you will not be able to return of your own will.

[He took another sip of his drink, like his umpteenth one of the night, and set down the glass on the counter in front of him.]

I wondered the same thing when I first arrived almost a month ago. It seems the other residents were correct when they said that people come and go, but never of their own accord. I, too, must get back to my dimension as soon as possible. Uroboros is on the eve of it's appearance, and yet I am stuck here.

aka Rhi has too many homeless muses

[wild_sparks]

[Georgina wasn't sure where she was or how she'd got here, but far be it for her to let little details like those stop her from having fun. At least that much was apparent: there was a huge party going on. And no-one did parties quite like Georgina.

As she breezed into the kitchen, she caught sight of a figure standing and drinking. Always up for meeting new people, she offers him a smile]

So, any idea where they hide the good stuff?

oh goodness...the good stuff? XD

[viral_tyrant]

[He looked up from his glass to see someone standing before him. Seeing as he had never seen this one in person or over the network, he was to gather that she was another guest at the party.

He motioned to the cabinets with his glass, taking a seat at one of the bar stools at the counter.]

I do believe you'll find what you're looking for in one of those cabinets. I'm guessing you're new to the mansion?

[He leaned forward, his forearms on the counter, hand on each side of his glass.]

Hi, this is Georgina. The wild in her username is not a misnomer

[wild_sparks]

The cabinets? Thanks.

[She looks through the cabinet, pulling out several bottles. She settles on the rum for the moment, though that's not to say it won't change. Only when she has her rum and coke in front of her does she acknowledge the latter part of his speech]

I'm guessing I must be too. Hi, I'm Georgina.

[She offers out a hand]

So, is the place always this much fun?

Keep at the brandy, Wesker...just keep at it xD

[viral_tyrant]

[He nodded at her thanks and watched her as she rifled through the cabinets, retracting several bottles as she did so.]

A pleasure, Georgina. My name is Albert Wesker. [He takes her hand in a firm shake. His hand drops and returns to its home around the glass.]

Personally, I do not find this place fun. But yes, there does seem to be an event of sorts every couple weeks.

[mistress_fright]

*Crazy viral scientist meet crazy sadistic geneticist, oh the experiments they could preform. But first things first.*

I believe I will. I've grown tired of watching people make fools of themselves.

Only an hour in. This doesn't bode well.

*Her drink of choice? Absinthe. Which she pulls chilled from the freezer.*

[viral_tyrant]

[Oh the mayhem that would ensure if these two conducted research together.

He smirks at her response.]

I couldn't agree with you more.

[He quite liked the attitude and demeanor of this one and wondered if she would be around after the event.]

I don't believe we have met. My name is Albert Wesker. [He holds out her hand to her, a slight smile appearing.]

[mistress_fright]

*She shakes his hand firmly.*

Linda Friitawa. Doctor. I must confess, I don't quite know where I am.

*She takes a sip of her drink silently surveying him with steely red eyes.*

[viral_tyrant]

[He nods to her.]

Charmed, Doctor Friitawa. You are now in Wonderland. We are brought here and returned to our own dimensions not of our own will.

[Wesker continues to watch her closely, noting the color of her eyes. Is it possible she was similar to him?

I am so sorry...

[smartestduvalia]

[A duvalia in a top hat(Who also happens to be wearing a monocle) wanders into the kitchen. He jumps up and down a little in excitement. It had been trying to figure how it got to this place, and was just happy that at least it's master was here!]

Plagas? I'm so glad to see you! 8'D

[viral_tyrant]

[Wesker was stunned, to say in the least, when he saw a Plagas creature walk through the door. Due to the alcohol consumption he wasn't quite sure if what he saw before him was real. He took off his glasses and rubbed his closed eyes with his free hand. He opened his eyes and sure enough, the creature was still in front of him.

Like a lightbulb turning on, he realized he could use this Plaga to, say, infect some of the other guests. A wicked smile spread across his face as he narrowed his eyes at the duvalia.]

I do believe your presence is appreciated, my good servant.

:>

[smartestduvalia]

[He jumps up and down again, letting out a happy growl.]

[He was willing to do anything for his master!]

>P] *devious thoughts one eye open face*

[viral_tyrant]

Yes, indeed.

[Wesker took of his sunglasses and placed them on the counter. He propped his elbow on the counter, his jaw resting atop a closed fist.]

Now, what shall I have you do, hmm? Infect some guests? Possibly dispose of any and all current threats? This place is crawling with a number of pathetic humans, after all...