Bioshock Rapture Chapter 11 PART TWO The Second Age of Rapture A

Bioshock Rapture Chapter 11 PART TWO The Second Age of Rapture A

You don’t mean you spent it  all,  Rupert?” demanded Rupert Mudge’s wife—just as he’d figured she would—with that disgusted look on her face that he was getting so  very  sick of seeing. She was a hip-heavy, short-legged bottle blonde with permanent frown lines in the corners of her mouth that made her face look like a wooden puppet. She wore a tattered red-and-yellow flower-print dress and the work boots she used in her housecleaning job. I’m outgrowing that woman,  Mudge thought as he ran a hand through his luxuriant hair. He’d gone from partly bald to this glorious brown mane thanks to Fontaine’s plasmids. He shook his head—harder than he needed to, so he could make all that hair fly about—and then he reached for his new ADAM. He already had a good charge of EVE going to activate it. “You take that plasmid stuff back to Fontaine’s!” Sally grated between grinding teeth. “I worked hard for that money!” “Oh Christ, Sally,” said Mudge, injecting the plasmid, “a man’s gotta put on a good appeara…