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</div><span style="font-size: 18px"><span class="fixed-color" style="color:green">NAME: Chris Warner</span></span><br/><b>Alias: </b>Cabal Green<br/><b>Current Persona: </b>Sarge -> Chris<br/><b>Age: </b>35<br/><b>Location: </b>Training Room<br/><b>Wearing: </b>See Picture<br/><b>Mood Music:</b><a class="link link--external" data-proxy-href="/proxy.php?link=https%3A%2F%2Fyoutu.be%2Fhwy3W6Hf5rc&amp;hash=38d765991765f95efb51cbd21c6963b1" href="https://youtu.be/hwy3W6Hf5rc" rel="nofollow ugc noopener" target="_blank">Natural Born Killer</a><br/><b>Tagging: </b>Addy (<a class="username" data-user-id="6055" data-username="Dragongoddess" data-xf-init="member-tooltip" href="https://blackdahliaroleplaying.com/members/6055/">Dragongoddess</a>)<br/><b>Mentioning:</b>None<br/><hr class="bbc-hr"/>Sarge didn't have to wait long to find out Addy's reaction to his sudden accusations. He felt her relax against him and couldn't tell if it was for comfort, to afford him some sort of affection, or if she remembered her training in these situations. He didn't speak, nor did the redhead answer. They only breathed and felt each other's bodies against each other, divided only by the thin layer of plant-based shielding against his chest and abdomen.<br/><br/>When he felt his chest constrict, his guts contort in agony as Addy began destroying his body from inside, Sarge's feeling were mixed. One part of him, and Chris within, was proud that he had helped teach her this usage of her powers, and that she had honed them so finely. The other part was equal measures disappointed and understanding that she would use her powers on him.<br/><br/>Sarge calmed as his organs were forcibly and selectively shut down by Addy. Then he heard her voice, and the venom it held in every word. He took the verbal blows, relaxing himself further as his military training kicked in. Water boarding, gas chambers... he had been through literal hell for training and even subjected to both on at least one occasion at the hands of enemy forces. He didn't bother trying to suck in air, there was no use other than to exhaust himself and send panic through the rest of his body. Right now, it was all he could do to keep calm, to pretend like this was just training, like he was simply underwater and would resurface eventually.<br/><br/>At the edge of his consciousness, Sarge heard the words that unintentionally signalled to him that Addy was safe.<span class="fixed-color" style="color:rgb(184, 49, 47)"> "If this is your attempt to turn me, it won't work. I will never hurt my family. My <i>real </i>siblings. Emmy and Idris already know you're with me right now so kill me. They will all know exactly who you are...Mother's Murderer..."</span><br/><br/>If she was truly the killer, Addy would have worded what she said differently, perhaps not reminded him of Emmy and Idris at all... But her words were as much salvation to Sarge's mind as Addy releasing her powers were a relief to his body.<br/><br/>The cold aspect of Sarge retreated in apparent satisfaction as Chris began to cough and sputter, the shock of regaining his ability to breathe worse than the pain of his lungs suddenly filling with air once more. He pulled away as he coughed, a thick vine wrapping around Addy's right ankle purely to keep her from bolting from the room before he could explain himself. While he was still positioned between her and the door, in this state, it would be a simple task for Addy to beat him out of the way.<br/><br/>"I'm glad it wasn't you Adz..." Chris said in between a coughing fit, then waited until he could properly speak before continuing.<br/><br/>"I called you out in front of Emmy and Idris so that if<i> I</i>ended up dead, it'd be easy to figure out who did it. And the only reason I needed to confirm it wasn't you... is because we're possibly the only two who could pull off what happened that day." He started to explain, releasing the vines both around Addy and himself. Chris then lit a cigarette before resuming, showing his usual disdain for his own health despite working out so much and eating massive health meals on the regular.<br/><br/>"You and I handled the physical security aspect of the manor the most. The two of us know all the cameras, all the blind spots, all the secret routes that we'd lead Trist and Kenji through when we messed with the others. Our powers are both the most suited toward affecting mental states, be it through my hallucigens or your ability to confuse the mind through severe exhaustion. Worst of all, we're both too clever for our own good.<br/><br/>And your alibi might be more solid than mine, but it's not hard to find holes here and there. You could have walked, or even driven from the manor, and asked Kenji and Iris for a ride back. The light could have been some sort of pryotechnics or illusion. I thought you enough to know how to do it with a bit of self study.<br/><br/>My alibi was never heard, but I know you'd make sense of it immediately. I was posing as one General Atticus Wesker, meeting with Specialist Marcus Laughrey regarding the state of a certain missile interception system. Mother had learned that the base closest to Zero City had been outfited with an AA SAM salvo that might accidentally hit one of us if we flew too close to the base. She wanted me to find out what the specs were, and whether it was a danger to us, especially those of us who could be picked up on aerial radar. There's security footage of me arriving at the base, remaining there for several hours, and leaving. The whole time, I was both physically and electronically monitored. I even have signed papers for the visit, including orders to enter the armory and comms rooms, which matches the base's footage. It was a job only I could do, given my prior rank and knowledge."<br/><br/>Chris paused to take a few drags and give Addy a moment to process everything. Emmy could probably pull military footage within a few minutes if she needed to, and between his original clearance and his numerous aliases, Chris could give her a password to anything shy of the Pentagon. The moment Emmy pulled the footage, his alibi would be corroborated.<br/><br/>"And besides all that, we're kinda the trump card for the rest of our little family going rogue. We've basically trained how to kill the others since you were little, just in case. If you were the one that turned, I knew I only had the one chance of catching you by surprise, even if it meant dying with you.<br/><br/>I'm sorry for doubting you, but I'm glad I did. Makes it much easier to check everyone else's safety if you're on my side. And I don't know what'd I do if I had to kill you... I..." Chris paused to stick his cigarette in his mouth instead of his foot. "Honestly, I'd probably write up an apology letter for the others to find, then head into the vault and put a grenade in my mouth. Lot more surefire than a gun." He finished, letting out a half chuckle.<br/><br/>"After losing Mother, after all the other shit I've been through with and without The Matrix... I couldn't lose you, especially not if I was the one that had to do it. I need your help Adz... and with more than just this whole Other business."