Resident Evil Volume 1 Chapter 2 "Hey, Forest. What's up?" Chris scooped up a can of club soda from the machine's dispenser and glanced at his watch. He still had a couple of minutes before the meeting. He smiled tiredly as Forest stopped in front of him, blue eyes sparkling. Forest was carrying an armful of equipment-vest, utility belt, and shoulder pack. "Wesker gave Marini the go-ahead to start the search. Bravo team's goin' in." Even excited, Forest's Alabama twang slowed his words to a stereotypical drawl. He dropped his stuff on one of the visitors' chairs, still grinning widely. Chris frowned. "When?" "Now. Soon as I warm up the 'copter." Forest pulled the kevlar vest on over his T-shirt as he spoke. "While you Alphas sit taking notes, we're gonna go kick some cannibal ass!" Nothing if not confident, us S.T.A.R.S. "Yeah, well. .. just watch your ass, okay? I still think there's more going on here than a couple of slobbering nut jobs hang…
