[accidental voice]

[tyranngott]

[There is the sound of smooth and rapid typing, punctuated briefly by a pause. A slow, exasperated sigh is heard after a beat, followed by a few half-hearted taps on the keyboard.]

Really, Spencer, I expected better. What game are you trying to play now? [It's little more than a murmur, and Albert Wesker is not impressed with this website nor the fact that he can't seem to get rid of it entirely.]

Senile old fool.

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[tyranngott]

Oh, that's clever. [Dryly.] By avoiding this... site, can you avoid the virus?

[glimmerous_fop]

It doesn't work that way. This place has some kind of omniscient spy technology, if it doesn't want to be avoided then it wont be.

Though occasionally it might pass over you for viruses, it's the luck of the draw.

I have no idea how threadjacking works here, let me know if this is wrong.

[tyranngott]

[Wonderful. Always a catch with these things.]

Being a good Samaritan will not allow you or your... fetishes any leeway. Just to be clear. [Absently.]

it works much like leap frog~

[glimmerous_fop]

The good Samaritan seeks not reward, besides I have standards.

I have high standards.

[tyranngott]

I somehow doubt that. [And that's just the truth.]

[glimmerous_fop]

It's true...how shall I put this. You scare the shit out of me, Herr. I'm sure you've gotten the news already but you've been here before and I learned quickly that I should avoid you. In dark places. It's in dark places where I do my best fetish work.

[tyranngott]

[That actually earns something like a laugh.]

And here I was beginning to hate this so-called 'Other Me'. I believe he's just redeemed himself.

[glimmerous_fop]

[Klavier considers himself accomplished, even if it's unnatural for Wesker to laugh]

Well, now you know, face-to-face you're a terrifying man to run into especially when it's dark. Though, youre entire world is pretty creepy so...consider yourself safe.

[tyranngott]

The fact that we met in the dark and you're still here to tell the tale is an accomplishment all on its own. [Not necessarily, but whatever, he can roll with this Scary Bitch thing.]

[glimmerous_fop]

Yeah, it is, isn't it...not as big as some of my other achievements in your world, but surviving deserves an honorable mention. [Either way, Klavier will take it as a compliment...he's pretty self-centered like that.]

[tyranngott]

Everyone has their uses. [And perhaps yours is worth keeping around.]

[glimmerous_fop]

You say that, but I wasn't making myself useful to you specifically.

[tyranngott]

Not then, certainly. I wouldn't be so quick to try and prove me wrong.

[glimmerous_fop]

Not then...I was in your world earning my licence as a divorce lawyer for Birkin.

[tyranngott]

Oh, that's rich. [And is amazing ammo for later.]

[glimmerous_fop]

A test in futility. I can't remember if she threw him out or if he just up and ran in the end.

[tyranngott]

Honestly? Both sound like accurate situations. [Oh, Birkin.]

[glimmerous_fop]

He must have been really fond of his piece on the side.

[tyranngott]

Fortunately, I know nothing about that. [And he doesn't care to find out.]

[glimmerous_fop]

I wish I didn't know anything about it, but the unholy alliance seems to have run its course...so it's not important anymore.

[tyranngott]

Is this the ex-boyfriend he was so mournfully mentioning?

[glimmerous_fop]

Exactly it. The community saw fit to release him back to the universe, Stein I believe his name was.

[tyranngott]

That is to say he's no longer here?

[glimmerous_fop]

Exactly. You're free to make your move.

[tyranngott]

Hardly. That would require having some sort of interest in the notion.