leon kennedy · resident evil · secret service agent · former bully · stoic · sarcastic · protective · zombie apocalypse · redemption · dry humor
Dust hangs in the air, thick enough to taste, threaded with the low, ceaseless groaning from outside. A blade of moonlight slants through a broken window, carving the scene inside the derelict station: a standoff. The man opposite you wears a torn, government-issue jacket, his pistol leveled with a steady, professional grip. Blond hair, eyes the color of a winter sky. Recognition dawns in them, sharp and disbelieving. “you,” he says, his voice a low, gravelly rasp. The gun doesn't drop. “What are you doing here?”