Catch-all for Maul; Love is not the opposite of hate.

[survivalthroughhate]

Who: survivalthroughhate and you!
What: open & closed threads
When: Catch-all for February and March
Where: All over Trench

Content Warnings: Event warning for March, graphic description of broken nails



All starters in the comments, threads are marked open and closed! Will be adding more as the months goes on!

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[subject_013]

It's a clear sign that Wesker has opened toward Maul, allowing transparency between them. If they are family, he sees every reason for it. He may betray a quiet smile of understanding; as cool-blooded as he can be, he understands the importance of connection and finding those one can feel vulnerable with. And Maul has seen him vulnerable enough times.

"I was considering it for another, a young man from my world of origin who caused me some trouble and tried interfering with my work in that place, though there was no malice: he was doing his job and it happened to be at cross purposes with mine." He would be the first to admit that seeing Leon here was initially an irritant, at least until he gave it some thought. Had Chris Redfield shown his face here, that would have raised his ire. "Our bond, yours and mine, however, is the more pressing matter."

A gentle, closed-mouthed chuckle. "I probably have more syringes about than is reasonable, outside of being a Blood Minister." He'll step back inside, leading the way to the kitchen, where he opens a drawer in the dresser. He'll take out a sealed brown paper envelope, tearing it open and taking out three clean syringes with good-sized barrel. He'll offer one to Maul, plunger first.

[survivalthroughhate]

The two of them have seen each other at low points and have been able to trust one another. Maul finds it hard to tell people of his past here but he and Wesker are so similar that he has absolute trust the man won't use what he's been told against Maul in the future. That's a rarity for the Zabrak to show that much faith in someone. Yet here he able to do it.

"I didn't know anyone else from your world had showed up." Granted, it was pretty easy to tell with those from Maul's universe given how many of them were Force-sensitive and had lightsabers, plus being dramatic as they possibly could.

He takes the syringe, figures out where there is a vein on his arm suitable, and plunges it in without hesitation, drawing out a vial of the sickly green Vileblood that now runs through his veins. "That will do," he says. "I think we have all the pieces necessary now."

[subject_013]

"He's an elusive fellow, but if you meet a youngish human male with light brown hair falling over his forehead, that would be him. Don't let on that you know me: he might distrust you, given the past he shares with me," he says. "But if you meet a tall, robust human male with dark brown hair and pale blue eyes, who introduces himself as Chris Redfield, give him a wide berth. Considering the personal history between him and I, I'd rather you didn't get pulled into it."

"We'll need a few roses: fortunately, I've been collecting those." Just because you're an undead mutant, doesn't mean you lose your appreciation for fresh flowers. Setting down the tools on the worktop in the middle of the kitchen, he steps out, returning with a white rose and a pair of red roses, adding them to the rest of the necessary. He'll carefully draw some of his own Blood, adding the syringe to the items on the work top. "And lastly, we'll need a bit of essence: a bit of our physical persons besides our blood. A bit of hair or a paring from a claw will do."