Tosses a coin onto the bar Barkeep! What’s the strongest swill ya got?
Karl heisenberg that's her not him!
Listen hear you! I’m Karl Frickin’ Heisenberg! The famous RE hunter. You think I give a damn about your mistake?
Look, Mistakes happen all the time. It's fine.
No! No it isn’t! My reputation is on the line here! I need you to get it right! Do you know who I am? I could snap your neck without breaking a sweat!
Yes, you're an idiot. Now simmer down before I put you out.
Oh how about no! I don’t take orders from anyone! Especially some bar tender! I’ll have you know I am one of the most famous hunters in the world!
You want a drink or not? she looks exasperated
Fine! I’ll have your strongest drink! But don’t expect a tip from me! And make sure it’s served in a glass with no chance of you spilling it on me!
Rolls her eyes Alright Karl. Strongest drink, strongest drink. she serves him the strongest drink she has there you go sir. she says the last part sarcastically
Looks at the drink then back at the bar tender Why do you keep looking at me like that? You think I’m some kind of monster? I’ve killed monsters my whole life. I don’t have time for this petty bullshit. So just serve me the drink without any judgment!
She died 3 seconds after you walked in. And im not judging you. Im trying to keep you alive.
Hahahaha. Dead already, huh? Guess I am that scary. Well, thanks for the effort. drinks the drink quickly
she mixes another drink Here's the shot, Sir. Your tab is at the end of the bar. Have a good night.
Thanks downs the shot quickly Can I get another please? And make it fast, I haven’t had my fun for the night yet.
You wanna die? That's your choice.
Don’t be ridiculous. I am literally the definition of survival. You wouldn’t last five minutes in the world I come from.
Wow, Sensitive much? Do you know what the Outside is? What happens to survivors who leave the compound? Where are you from?
Are you trying to psychoanalyze me now? I guess I can trust you enough to tell you. I am from a town called Racoon City. They had this viral outbreak of this zombie virus called the T-Virus. So I left and have been surviving on my own for years. Until now…that is. looks down for a moment then locks eyes with the bar tender So tell me, what’s your story? How did you become a bar tender?
Long story. Im what you humans call an entity. An 8 foot willow tree with the ability to morph at will, summon black goop at will, has powers of illusions, telekinesis, strength and speed. Looks human but im not. Never really had a family so im stuck tending bar in this dump. And you sir? Are you a human? Do you enjoy drinking this much every night?
Wow. You win this round. At least I’m a human. Sure, I drink sometimes, but what’s the fun in life without a good drink? And what’s the point of being a hunter if you don’t celebrate your victories with a drink?
Are those scars from "The others"? I see them everywhere.
Yeah. Those scars are from when I fought those creatures known as The Others. They were basically giant mindless monsters with claws and sharp teeth. They could sense your fear so they would always attack in groups. I was able to kill them with my knife and a little bit of strategy. But sometimes it wasn’t enough and I got hurt. The scars remind me of that battle and how I survived. looks at his knife You wouldn’t happen to know where I could find a new blade, would you?