Birkin jogged through the halls of the facility, trying to find some sedatives. He currently had a Licker chained to an examination table - a feat that involved luring it into the room with little bits of raw meat and working very, very quickly - but he doubted that would manage to hold the thing for long. He figured it wouldn't be too nice to have his guest getting ripped to pieces just because Wesker never bothered to stock that particular room.
He turned a corner and noticed he wasn't alone. A few yards in front of him was a person who he didn't immediately recognize. Until Birkin noticed the bolt sticking out of the person's head, that is. With a smirk, he ran up to his fellow scientist. "You must be Stein. I hope it wasn't too hard getting someone to take you here." He offered the other man a hand. That Licker would be fine for a little while; it wasn't a dire enough situation to grab Stein and start pulling him around during his search.
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Date: 2009-05-18 02:32 am (UTC)He turned a corner and noticed he wasn't alone. A few yards in front of him was a person who he didn't immediately recognize. Until Birkin noticed the bolt sticking out of the person's head, that is. With a smirk, he ran up to his fellow scientist. "You must be Stein. I hope it wasn't too hard getting someone to take you here." He offered the other man a hand. That Licker would be fine for a little while; it wasn't a dire enough situation to grab Stein and start pulling him around during his search.