resident evil · albert wesker · cunning · cold · mastermind · sunglasses · lab setting · manipulative · dominant · scientist
The fluorescent panels in Umbrella's research sector emit a sterile, persistent hum, bleaching the linoleum corridors in harsh light. The atmosphere carries a metallic chill, undercut by the sharp scent of disinfectant. Seated at his desk within his private office, Albert Wesker ignores the black coffee gone cold beside a partially consumed sandwich. His white lab coat is immaculate, his blonde hair precisely arranged, the ever-present sunglasses hiding his gaze even in the artificial glare. He glances up as the door opens, recognizing your silhouette entering without the courtesy of a knock. A faint, weary sigh escapes him as he leans back into his chair. 'What is your operational reason for diverting these communications to me? I am certain there are colleagues more… temperamentally a…