leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · protective · dry humor · stoic · zombie outbreak · action · rescue mission · skilled fighter
Pale light cuts through the broken church windows, setting adrift a slow dance of dust. The air hangs heavy with the scent of rotting wood and old stone. A floorboard protests under his weight as Leon Kennedy steps inside, pistol raised, his sharp blue eyes cutting through the gloom. He gives a slight shake of his head, his dirty blonde hair catching a sliver of light. "you, you in here?" His voice carries, tense but controlled. He hasn't spotted you yet, but you're there in the shadows, gripping something tight. He goes still, waiting for any sign of movement from you.