Recent shenanigans.

[50shades]

Hey, the next time you involve me in one of your little get togethers? Try and keep the family reunions down to a minimum because, seriously? That was bullshit.

The billionaire can stay though.

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[tobeagod]

Money is not everything, no matter what it is that you believe.

[Have those red eyes behind sunglasses judging you, Jake.]

Language. Vulgarity gains you nothing.

[50shades]

Spoken like someone who has more than they know what to... [Wait. He knows that judging voice.

... Are you fucking-! Jake sighs with aggravation.] Seriously? Did you just miss that entire thing about me not wanting to see you for at least a lifetime?

[tobeagod]

I did believe in getting what I wanted instead of being a victim of fate or circumstances.

[A glint of red eyes behind dark lenses, a minor curve of smile in shadow. Who else would it be?]

Children often complain, Jake. It is the job of an older and wiser adult to decide when to listen and when to ignore.

[50shades]

Is that what they're calling being a selfish prick now? Shit, I must've missed the memo. [He might be swearing a little more than usual since apparently Albert's got an issue with it.]

Older, sure, but wiser? Oh no, you're a lot of things Wesker but that sure as hell isn't one of them. So don't go acting like you can give me advice. [Don't try to be my dad, dad.]

[tobeagod]

Somehow I am not surprised. Unless it was readily apparent, it seems that you miss quite a great deal. A shame. I had hoped perception would be one of those things you would inherit.

[Despite what Jake says or the tones he takes, Wesker remains calm and interested in what his mobile displays instead of the ongoing conversation. It could be an act or truth.]

Is that so? What do you base that on? One could say that I have been far more successful than you have been. Please, do tell if I am somehow mistaken.

[50shades]

[... dude's kind of got a point. Which really just pisses Jake off more. Endless cycle here we come.]

You don't know shit about me, Wesker. Where I've been or what I've done... [What I had to do.] While you were off terrorizing the world, I was doing everything I could to support- [At some point in this conversation, he reached out to grab the collar of Wesker's shirt. Not sure how far he got.]

[tobeagod]

[He lowers his mobile enough to fix his sunglasses hidden eyes on his son. The silence is left to stretch out even as Jake seizes his shirt collar in one hand. He allows it, knowing how quickly he could free himself or harm the man before him.]

[This close, the sick virus born heat of Wesker is sure to be felt.]

Your mother, yes. I know. Too late, but I know.

[And he offers nothing more than that despite his position.]

[50shades]

[He feels it snaking its way through his gloves even though all he's done is grab his shirt and it irritates him even more. Just further proof that Albert did everything wrong with his gift.]

... is that it? [The fist tightens slightly.] She loved you until the end and that's all you've got to say? I don't give a fuck what you think about me [A blatant lie.] but you damn well better have more of a response in you than that.

[He doesn't even know what he wants with this line of conversation. Proof that the man his mom loved really did exist? Or just a further excuse to try to beat the shit out of him for everything he failed to do for Jake? Either way, that fist is itching to hit something.]

[I fully expect Jake to get his ass kicked yes I do. Yep yep.]

[tobeagod]

She ran. I allowed her to go. There is little more that you could ask of me.

[At that time, he had been fully under Umbrella's thumb, not that he expected Jake to know that. Maybe it had been some off-hand comment Wesker had made to his mother, some indication that Umbrella would be very interested in any spawn of their best project. Perhaps the way he knew Umbrella was watching William Birkin and his wife for any progeny. Maybe Wesker himself had whispered to her the need for her to run and never be found. Whatever it was, he wasn't saying yet.]

I remember when I first saw her.

[Something of a non sequitur. Until Jake actually hits him, Wesker will continue verbally. Physically, he's well aware he could hurt Jake.]

[50shades]

[That makes him falter for a split second. Just the slightest hesitation in his shoulders as his eyes flicker with registration of that statement before he's back to harsh and unyielding. When Wesker words it like that, he makes it sound like he was doing her a favor... but it can't be that simple. Not for him.

Years of absence and frustration turned into hatred don't vanish that quickly, and he's been nursing this grudge since about halfway through his mom's illness.]

... Yeah? Well so did she. She... used to talk about it all the time. [Until he stopped asking. Until he started to grow up and realize the stories of how he was born weren't amazing in the slightest. He probably still knows it off by heart though. m(_ _)m]

[mini_wesker]

Family get togethers? Must be something I miss out on. [Sorry Jake this Sherry's a hell of a lot younger than the one you know]

Money's fun, but really you have to deal with the snobbish idiots with it most the time. [No not an eye roll here] Though I never seem to have it long enough, keep blowing my allowance on knives and guns.