Office days...
Raccoon city, june 29th, 1997 10.30pm.
It was the nightshift for Chris and Forest, both racing to finish their work so they could head down to the shooting range.
"Yeah so anyway, he was squaring up right at me and hes like: "So ya wanna fight?" and im like "Not really to be honest..." so he wimps out and runs off!" laughed Forest.
Chris was busy with report on a pub fight he'd settled the other day, suddenly noticing how similar it and Forest's story were.
"Forest..., this sounds a lot like what i'm writing about...you didn't happen to be at J's did you?"
The Bravo team's marksman shook his head and said he was at a different one, mentioning how damn good the beer was there, then noticing he'd just signed his last piece of work, and boy you know he was going to gloat in Chris' face about it, beginning to parade around the room, singing a jolly tune of "Ha ha i did my work before you!".
Chris obviously was less than impressed with this, and grabbed one of the rubber bands from his desk and fired it at his friend and rival, getting him square in the forhead.
"OW!!!!" Forest yelped, grabbing his injury, causing Chris to chuckle, even with the basic household rubber band, he was deadly.
Seeing Forest whinging made Chris want to look somewhere else, soon seeing a chart on the wall near Wesker's desk, he decided to take a look, anything could beat Forest at that moment, on it was the information for a new recruit...
Name: Jill Valentine Age: 22
Known skills: Technology and lock picking
Known relatives: Dick Valentine...
"Oi Forest, look like we're getting a new addition!" Chris called...