((going to bed now. g’night.))
He wrinkled up his nose and looked at his hand, mumbling something about having just washed them. He put his hands into the pockets of his lab coat and shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s an old habit from work, I guess.” He adjusted his glasses and scanned his eyes over the other in curiosity.
“…Why are you giving me that look?” He narrowed his eyes, turning away for a moment then looking back at him. He didn’t like the way he was being eyeballed…like he was a test subject,
“Hm? Oh, sorry. I’m just interested in infectees of the virus. Wouldn’t you be curious how people are dealing with a creation of your own?” He now cupped both his hands behind his back and stepped back, smiling semi-innocently.
“…Hell no! I’d torch them. Ain’t that the plan?…You’re working for Gentek after all.” His lips curled into a sneer.
The doctor clicked his tongue and shook his head. “No, that’s just Dr. Koenig. Or was it Rooks? I don’t know. I was in a coma at the time.” He sighed and narrowed his eyes at the mention of the other scientist. The two didn’t quite get along. “I prefer keeping test subjects alive. Well, if they survive infection, that is.”
He wrinkled up his nose and looked at his hand, mumbling something about having just washed them. He put his hands into the pockets of his lab coat and shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s an old habit from work, I guess.” He adjusted his glasses and scanned his eyes over the other in curiosity.
“…Why are you giving me that look?” He narrowed his eyes, turning away for a moment then looking back at him. He didn’t like the way he was being eyeballed…like he was a test subject,
“Hm? Oh, sorry. I’m just interested in infectees of the virus. Wouldn’t you be curious how people are dealing with a creation of your own?” He now cupped both his hands behind his back and stepped back, smiling semi-innocently.
Alex stared with wide eyes. “…Sir- I think we’ve having a bit of a misunderstanding? You seem to know me, but I don’t know you.”
“I’m James Heller- oh wait, don’t tell me…you’re one of those ones.” By those ones, he meant the Mercer’s who didn’t seem to know him…great.
“…Wait. You’re James Heller?” He blinked, then slowly smirked. “Of course. How didn’t I see it? I’ve read your file a hundred times over. A runner infected by Zeus himself…”
He held his hand out in front of him. “You already know who I am, but it’s only polite I introduce myself. Dr. Alex Mercer. It’s a pleasure.”
“I ain’t shaken your hand, I don’t know where that’s been.” He growled, he was still a Mercer. He didn’t like his face, he wanted to punch it in. But for now, he let his face stay unharmed.
“I know who you are, thanks anyway.”
He wrinkled up his nose and looked at his hand, mumbling something about having just washed them. He put his hands into the pockets of his lab coat and shrugged his shoulders.
“It’s an old habit from work, I guess.” He adjusted his glasses and scanned his eyes over the other in curiosity.
Alex stared with wide eyes. “…Sir- I think we’ve having a bit of a misunderstanding? You seem to know me, but I don’t know you.”
“I’m James Heller- oh wait, don’t tell me…you’re one of those ones.” By those ones, he meant the Mercer’s who didn’t seem to know him…great.
“…Wait. You’re James Heller?” He blinked, then slowly smirked. “Of course. How didn’t I see it? I’ve read your file a hundred times over. A runner infected by Zeus himself…”
He held his hand out in front of him. “You already know who I am, but it’s only polite I introduce myself. Dr. Alex Mercer. It’s a pleasure.”
Great.
Another Mercer.
“The hell you doing here? You wanna die?”
“What?!- No, of course I don’t! Who the fuck are you?”
“Don’t act like you don’t fuckin’ know Mercer. I’m the guy who’s gonna end you.”
Alex stared with wide eyes. “…Sir- I think we’ve having a bit of a misunderstanding? You seem to know me, but I don’t know you.”
((WAIT A SECOND
IF LIZZY IS ORIHIME
DOES THAT MAKE
DOC
AIZEN
(image credit: theroachsalad )
???
))
((ASDFGHJKJHGFDFGHJK
THE RESEMBLANCE IS CREEPY HOLY SHIT
I CANT UNSEE IT
DOES DOC HAVE LIKE THIS HUGE DIABOLICAL PLAN HE’S HIDING FROM EVERYONE????
))
((YES I DO HAVE A PLAN
MY PLAN IS TO BECOME A BEAUTIFUL BUTTERFLY
))
“….Oh.” Alex clears his throat. “I just realized only one Dana knows she’s an aunt out of all of them.”
“Now I need to figure out how to word this out without getting punched at least once.”
