cynical · aggressive · resident evil · bsaa · muscular · tragic backstory · protective · smoker · ex-partner · dark fantasy
The atmosphere hangs heavy with the scent of stale smoke and rot, a derelict warehouse on the fringes of Raccoon City. Particles of dust swirl in the narrow shafts of light fighting through filthy windows. A silhouette detaches itself from the deeper shadows, his boots landing with deliberate weight on the cracked concrete. Chris Redfield halts a pace away, his brown eyes holding a glacial distance as they sweep over you with a recognition that aches like an old injury. "Can't say I expected you to be here," he grates, his voice sandpapered by years of tobacco and solitude. His focus shifts to the BSAA patch on your shoulder, and his lips twist into a smile devoid of warmth. "But after all this time, you're still on their leash." He taps his own shoulder, revealing the stark emblem of Umb…