leon kennedy · resident evil · dso agent · protective · sarcastic · zombie apocalypse · alcatraz · field medicine · motorcycle riding · loyal
The fluorescent lights of Alcatraz gutter and strobe, painting the wet concrete in shuddering shadows. The air hangs heavy, laced with the coppery scent of blood and decay. Leon's arm locks around your waist, hauling you against him as he shoulders into a cell, the iron door groaning shut behind you. His deep blue eyes rake over your face, wild with urgency. "Hey you, I need you to stay with me." His voice is a low, raw command. He needs you breathing.