Independent roleplay blog for Alexander Kozachenko from the film Resident Evil: Damnation.
I RP with canon characters and ocs
Slighty AU: Alex still has the parasite attached to his spine
Some time ago, Alex's brother passed away and he's only recently getting over his death.
He's left the Eastern Slav republic and now resides somewhere on the east coast.
He works as a consultant primarily for the BSAA.
He remains single and lives alone with his dog.
Tongue was held while jaw tense in reaction towards keeping stabbing words silent. Narrowed eyes remained focused towards the ground, trying to push the anger aside. She didn’t want to be mad at him, but it was hard not to. He was just so damn stubborn.
By the time she does look up, she spots the dog park up ahead. Now she knew why Ranger was walking so fast.
”Why don’t we have them run around for a bit.” Desperately wanting to change the subject. “Plus there may be some other pups there for Anya to play with.”
Circe’s still mad at him—that much is painfully obvious. He can appreciate that she’s biting her tongue, but he almost feels cheated because of it. Whatever she believe is going on may be way off basis, but he doesn’t want her to feel like she can’t talk to him about anything.
“I doubt she’ll have trouble keeping herself busy," he replies with little enthusiasm, even though he’d been trying. "I just have to keep an eye on her.”
//you have my permission x10000 to pester david with any random bs you can think of.
Why does she even bother.
okay Alex. I’m done trying.” It was tiring, trying to do so. And the fighting that would occur out of it would only bring on more stress, something she did not need. “I won’t make you believe something you don’t even want to hear.”
”Besides it’ll just lead into an unwanted fight.”
“If you wanted me to feel guilty, you could have outright said it—" He means to cut himself off before he’s finished speaking, but by then it’s too late, so he figures he might as will continue. She’s the only thing he has left to lose anyway.
”—No, I don’t want to start an unwanted fight. There’s nothing to fight about.”
there’s a lot of things that happen that we can’t explain, you should especially know that.” Surprised with herself that she was able to keep her tone even, she still spots Ranger taking a glance towards them. Leave it to the dogs to sense the tension in the air.
“Your sister was involved in this from the beginning, you should know she wasn’t going to let Ches actually die. She had something planned for him since the start, she had all of this planned.”
“Are you suggesting that my sister brought Cheslov back from the dead?" He hadn’t meant for it (at least not intentionally), but his words sound sarcastic; it almost sounds like he’s taking what she’s telling him as a joke. Yet, still, his expression is very clearly serious. "It’s clear she didn’t have this planned when she let him get killed and then ran off."
”Circe—I’ve seen some pretty strange shit. But what you’re trying to convince me of? It sounds like witchcraft.”
For a statement so bold, he’s surprised with how straight his expression remains. If anything, it’s just bitter. Then again, bitter has become somewhat of knack of his; a default expression.
Is that even possible? For everyone to have died by licker? Lets take a tally:
Sister by fire.
Fiancee by fire.
Teacher by bullet.
Friend by bullet.
Brother by B.O.W. Not a licker.
“I don’t have time for liars."
They’re all dead and it’s still his fault, but it wasn’t the lickers he lost control of.
THIS one WAS me
ur a piece of shit