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Project W Subject 013 ("Albert Wesker") ([personal profile] subject_013) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2023-01-03 08:48 pm

[Session 11] "It's in the blood and this is tradition"


Who: Albert Wesker (aka. Dr. Adrian Winters) and... You!
What: December and January Catch-all
When: Two months of the Bone Moon time
Where: All over Trench, likely close to Koz's Orphanage, to be added to...

Content Warnings: None for the moment, will update accordingly
possessum: 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 👑 ([ᴄʜɪʟᴅ] 01)

I.

[personal profile] possessum 2023-01-16 02:48 pm (UTC)(link)
On the surface, he looks like a human child of about twelve — long-limbed and youthful-faced, hair a mess of fluffy curls. But the thing is no human, and certainly no child. He's something ancient and knowing, something that was placed within a child host since its birth.

He isn't afraid by this place, or his bizarre, sudden emergence into it. The demon king wanders and explores, curious and interested to learn all that he can. He isn't worried about potential dangers. He knows he can handle whatever may come.

On one of his walks through the cold city, he finds himself gazing down at abandoned clothing, and evidence of something else. Undisturbed by the gore, Paimon follows the casts of sloughed skin, all the way to the child standing there.

He approaches him calmly, dark eyes locked on, but head tilted curious, birdlike. Flesh-eating disease?

"It was no disease," he answers. "You were someone else. Now you are this."

From observing such things happening to others, he knows it happened to him too, though he has no memory of a life before this. The demon's voice softens, even seems concerned. He can seem like a human if he tries.

"Why are you worried about disease, little one? Has someone told you there is one here?"
possessum: 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 👑 ([ᴄʜɪʟᴅ] 02)

[personal profile] possessum 2023-01-23 02:38 pm (UTC)(link)
For a child to know such things is... telling. The demon's head tilts to the other side, thoughtful and curious. He knows whom the skin belonged to, that it was no one following the child but rather his own skin as he shed from one form to another, but he also knows he must be cautious with a young one and how much he divulges. At least until he learns more about the sort of world he comes from.

"I do not think we have met," he admits, moving a little closer. "My name is Charlie." The name of this host body, given to it by its grandmother. It's the human name that the demon king uses. He smiles a little, as much as something like him can smile.

"Do you remember your own name?" He'll start there in trying to decipher who this Sleeper may be.
possessum: 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 👑 ([ᴄʜɪʟᴅ] 13)

[personal profile] possessum 2023-02-02 05:12 am (UTC)(link)
That's.... unexpected. Subject Thirteen. That sounds rather like some sort of... project, not a human child.

(Perhaps this is not a human child?)

Or perhaps it's a cultural thing. Paimon is well-aware that his host body's home world and its norms is not the only one. Still... this is odd.

"Dr. Wesker? Do you not have parents?"
possessum: 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬 👑 ([ᴄʜɪʟᴅ] 08)

[personal profile] possessum 2023-03-05 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
Paimon listens with that same intensity, deep in thought to the child's words. As the boy draws a little closer, the demon turns to face him fully, body language open, not closed off to him.

"It does feel like a dream," he agrees softly. "I, too, awoke here. Woke up into a dream."

There are many questions about this lord and doctor of his, but for now "Charlie" is more concerned with the lost child. He reaches out a hand as though to offer it for Subject 13 to take. To lead him away from this display of gore.

"Are you hungry? I saw small carts selling food."
survivalthroughhate: ([Child] Woeful)

II

[personal profile] survivalthroughhate 2023-01-18 07:37 am (UTC)(link)
Maul had ended up at the orphanage eventually. After all, it was only so long that an eight-year-old kit can wander around alone before someone would have taken notice. He felt a bit uneasy being kept indoors and surrounded by so many other children. This was the most kids Maul had ever been around and he wasn't sure he liked it. He was much better in one-on-one situations.

He heard the younger boy and turned towards where he, rather like Maul, was standing apart and not joining in with the other kids doing all sorts of things like running around playing or reading quietly. He looked like he was about as old as Maul's younger brother Savage might have been. It hurt to think of Savage and the many years he'd been separated from the other Zabrak, so he tried to push the sadness away. "I think you're right," Maul said softly.
survivalthroughhate: ([Child] Angry)

[personal profile] survivalthroughhate 2023-01-30 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
Maul frowned at the question of what he was. How rude! But the kid was young, so maybe his mother hadn't taught him manners yet. "My name is Maul and I'm a Zabrak," he said a little testily and in a manner which suggested this should have been an obvious fact. He looked around. "But I don't think many people here know what that is." There were some other non-human children at the orphanage but not many and none that looked like Maul.

At the third question, he squinted down at Thirteen. He'd been about to say no but the Force swirled differently around this boy in a way Maul didn't understand yet. Maybe it would come to him later. "I don't know," he said truthfully. "Maybe."
survivalthroughhate: ([Child] Neutral)

[personal profile] survivalthroughhate 2023-02-01 11:11 pm (UTC)(link)
Maul smiled as Thirteen tried to show how tall he was. It reminded him again of Savage, the way the little kit always tried to keep up with his older and stronger brother. "You'll get bigger soon," Maul said with the reassuring tone of an older brother. "'N then you can get a name." It seemed weird that someone wouldn't be allowed a name but perhaps things simply worked out differently where the young boy was from.

"No, there's human beings where I'm from. I guess maybe it's just the humans on this one planet who haven't ever met a Zabrak before." He'd guessed they were the dominant species on this planet given the majority of them that made up the population in the city.