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Escape From Paris 2/?

[(Anonymous)]

Sebastian light a thin cigarette and lifted it to his lips with weakly shaking hands. Vincent watched him take a drag quietly before meeting his gaze.

"You are lucky" He began. Vincent almost jolted at his voice, it was much deeper and more intense than the many recordings head heard before. "Mr. Vincent that you are...such a diseased little thing." Sebastian wrinkled his nose in disgust at the man. Vincent leered. The general health of the populace had plummeted in the few years that Sebastian had taken over and many unusual diseases arose as a result of the increase in weapons development and production and use of nuclear energy. Vincent had developed what was described as "modern zombiism." His heart only beat a few time a minute his core temperature was much lower than that of a normal human being his skin was grey and pale and a sweet scent accompanied him. Oddest of all his eyes glowed red. As far as he knew, he was the only person with such a medical stint within the Paris enclosure.

"I was told you were shot six times and you still didn't fall. You were very persistent." Sebastian raked his eyes up and down Vincent and the other man shuffled a bit. "Very strong, strong willed." He said. Sebastian continued to smoke his cigarette. "The lights went out in this very building to redirect the electricity to shock you off my wall." His voice sharpened as he said this as if insulted at the fact that he'd been inconvenienced by just another man. "With that kind of strength and cunning I realized you could be useful to me." He said. He held his cigarette up and his brother, Vincent thought his name was Sabine, took it quietly, crushing it in his leather gloved hands.

"How so?" Vincent hadn't realized he's said it until his Dictator looked at him.

"I'm glad you asked. There are two men, to rebellious men, who used to work for me. But then they decided they had better things to do so they stole technology they'd developed while under my rule and fortified their own bodies with it. They are dangerous men now and I want them dead and the tech recovered. You are such disposable but useful racaille that I knew I could use you." Sebastian told him. Vincent growled. This guy might've been the leader over all and a homicidal maniac but he didn't have the right to talk to him like that! For fuck's sake, Vincent could push him down some stairs and he'd be dead, hands down!

"Are they here? In the Enclosure?" He asked.