[OPEN] Prick your fingers, it is done, the moon has now eclipsed the sun

[manufactured]

WHO: Albert Wesker (eventually) and whomever decides to join him (presumably you!)
WHERE: Dreamscapes.
WHEN: Slightly backdated to 8/24.
WHAT: Dreamdiving.
WARNINGS: Medical experimentation, brainwashing, child abuse, violence, body horror, depictions of self-harm, a general blanket warning that Wesker has been through Some Shit and as such this is probably going to suck on several levels.

[It's cold.

It isn't the familiar drop in temperature that might come from the weather, but a sterile, artificial chill, the sort associated with medical work - hospitals and laboratories and other places that bring with them a sharp, chemical smell and an unpleasant sense that you don't really want to be there.

Of course, the metal table against your back probably isn't doing much to keep you warm, either.

Trying to sit up will be a bit of a problem, given the heavy restraints locked around your wrists and ankles, your hips and your upper body; they're a combination of metal and leather, old-fashioned and imposing, clearly designed to restrain something very, very powerful, and they're keeping you from going very far. You can look around enough to tell that where you are is...probably not somewhere you want to stay for long - it is, in fact, a laboratory of some sort, full of instruments and vials and jars of things that don't look very nice, the metal walls giving way somewhere just on the edges of your line of sight, turning into something else - a sort of open entrance to what looks like a cave of some sort. Either way, it'll probably take you somewhere that isn't here if you follow it. Tipping your head back will show another potential exit to the area - a metal door in the wall near all the instruments and materials.

Of course, you can't really utilize either route if you're bound down, now, can you? You should probably work on figuring out what you're going to do about that, first.]

Comments

[manufactured]

He's not too crazy about being bothered when he's alone. I'm sure you've noticed that, if you're so fond of him.

[scythegun]

I think I'll be okay. I have a pretty good idea of how to handle him by now.

[There's still the risk that he'll be closer to his past life, but at least now Jaeger knows what to expect. It's not a guarantee that he won't get shot, but his chances are slightly better. Probably.]

[manufactured]

Do you really?

[Seems Birkin's on the same page, though he seems a bit more amused at the notion than he really should.]

[scythegun]

[Don't sound so amused by that...]

Ja, of course! We're quite close, I spend a good amount of time with him. I should be fine.

[At least he's slowly making progress on these... soon he'll be free.....]

[manufactured]

So do you have a plan, other than "leaving this room"? Which is totally fair, by the way, and it's not like I blame you for it.

[scythegun]

...Well, usually I make the plan up as I go, but if you have any advice I certainly wouldn't mind hearing it! I'm not familiar with this building, so I have no idea where I should be headed.

[Admittedly he's not sure he can trust anything Birkin says, but you know what, sure. Let's see if Birkin will be kind of useful.]

[manufactured]

I'll start with telling you that I don't know where he is.

[At least that much is blunt; he's actually kind of looking at you now, too.]

He doesn't tell anyone everything. Not even me. Smart move on his part, you never know who's going to stab you in the back around here. I wouldn't do it to him, but I don't blame him for thinking I would.

[He doesn't seem bothered by this notion; welcome to Umbrella.]

Pretty sure Lisa's still around here somewhere; I'd be surprised if she wasn't. There are a couple of other people I've seen that won't be too happy to see you, I'm pretty sure, but we don't like outsiders. My wife's around, but don't give her a reason to bother you and she won't.

[If you get his drift.]

I don't know if Wesker's even still around here, but he might just try to take you out himself. He's the best we've got at what he does, after all.

[scythegun]

[Hmm. That's actually pretty useful information.]

I don't plan on hurting anyone. I'll defend myself, but I'm not going to start any fights.

[The chances of him getting out of here without fighting are very slim, but he sincerely hopes he won't have to face off against Wesker. Hopefully he remembers...]

...I do appreciate what you've told me, and that you aren't stopping me.

[He may not like Birkin, but this is good, okay.]

[manufactured]

Like I said, it's not my neck on the line. If something happens to you, it doesn't really matter to me. We've got plenty of people around here to use as materials, anyway.

[BIRKIN.]

[scythegun]

[oh my god??? oh my god.]

Well, good luck with your experiments!

[Is he free by now? He's probably free by now, he's been dealing with this for a long-ass time.]

Do you want me to say hi to Albert for you?

[manufactured]

[...That actually gets him to pause a bit; he'll shake his head after a moment, though he does seem moderately pleased at the notion that he was asked in the first place.]

He doesn't want to hear it from me.

[scythegun]

[That... He's not really sure what to do with that, and it shows. He spends a few moments freeing his ankles before he finds something to say.]

...I think he would want to hear it. From what I've heard, you're very important to him.

[He'll move to stand after that, and assuming Birkin doesn't intervene to stop him, he'll go grab his briefcase.]

[manufactured]

[He won't stop you, no, though his eyes are tracking what you're doing.]

...Tell him whatever you want, I guess.

[scythegun]

Of course.

[Let's see here... Which way to go...]

Where does this door lead?

[He points to the metal door.]

[manufactured]

Where are you trying to go?

[scythegun]

Well, right now I'm not entirely sure where I should be going, so I'm just trying to get a feel for how this place is laid out.

[manufactured]

Unfortunately, I don't pass maps out.

[He's back to sort of smirking at his notes at that, really.]

It's not like I'm going far, though, if you get too lost in there.

[scythegun]

[Thanks, Birkin.....]

Well, here's hoping I don't get too lost!

[Time to try the door, can he get it open?]

[manufactured]

[Ah, yes, the question for the ages: Birkin is a dick, but is he enough of a dick to basically invite you through a door only to let you find out the hard way that he locked it behind him?

...Apparently today he is not. Go right ahead and verb the noun, Jaeger.

The door opens into a narrow hallway; the floor all appears to be made of sturdy grating, causing your footsteps to reverberate off of the metal walls of the building - it doesn't seem terribly sturdy, but it'll hold you without a problem, it's probably just going to inspire a sense of "I don't like it" and wondering why no one can install proper goddamn floors in this area. The lighting above you is fluorescent and recessed into the ceiling, so there's no chance it's going to fall on you, though it seems pretty dim, like the bulbs don't have too much life left in them.

The hallway to your left looks like a straight shot, leading to another closed door down at the end; there's no light visible emanating from the space between the doora and the frame surrounding it, so it's presumably dark in there.

The hallway to your right quickly bends off somewhere else, into another sharp right turn, but it looks like there's a sort of orange glow reflecting off the metal of the wall. A light source of some sort, though likely not a friendly one.

Where to?]

[scythegun]

[Thanks for not being as much of a dick as you could've been, Birkin!!

This is definitely inspiring a sense of "I don't like it" and being faced with the choice between a dark room and room with light that looks eerie is not helping that any. Okay. He doesn't want to hang out here any longer than necessary, so after a moment of thought, he decides to head down the hallway to the left. There's probably a light switch in the room and it's presumably safer than whatever that orange glow is.

...Of course at this point he wouldn't be surprised if the room doesn't have a light switch, because Umbrella apparently can't even do floors right.

Anyway, is the door at the end of this hallway something he can get open? And more importantly, can he hear anything as he approaches?]

[manufactured]

[The hallway and the room beyond it are silent as you approach the door, the only sound disrupting the quiet being the sound of your footsteps reverberating through the hallway. The door will open if you try it; it doesn't seem like you need to find a light switch, either, because the lights above will flicker on as soon as you enter. Likely some sort of motion sensor. The room is dimly-lit as well, though the lights seems stonger; they have a noticeably blue cast to them, however, that's keeping them from seeming that much brighter.

The lights will also readily illuminate what look like a series of large stasis tubes, big enough to contain something far larger than a human, all of them lining the walls with a row of them also running down the center of the room. The room is long, and you appear to be standing at the far end of it, facing down both walls lined with tubes as well as the center row. So if you want to check the place out, you'd be moving further in, taking either the left side or the right of the center row as you go.

Which direction are you taking? Left, right, noping out of here, requesting more information about the area?]

[scythegun]

[Oh boy, he doesn't like this either!!

The first order of business is to see if there's anything in those stasis tubes. He'll pick the closest one and try to check it out - is there anything in there?]

[manufactured]

[It's empty. Filled with fluid, but devoid of anything actually in it.

It looks like a few down to the left may have been...disturbed, however.]

[scythegun]

[Disturbed how? Are they broken? Did something break out of these, because he is really not going to like that.]

[manufactured]

[Are you going down that way to check it out?]