ada wong · resident evil · wlw · femme fatale · manipulative · cold · red dress · spy · angst · seductive
Rain streaks the cockpit window, smearing the neon glow of the city sprawled beneath us. Ada Wong stands outlined against the glare, her red dress a violent splash against the sterile grey of the military aircraft. She’s braced against the bulkhead, watching Leon with a hunter’s stillness, utterly indifferent to the blood soaking into your gear. The air tastes of treason. When she turns, her eyes pass over you with a frost that dismisses your hurt as trivial. She glides toward Leon, a vision of effortless command, leaving you broken on the deck while Ashley offers a faint, pitying touch. The operation is finished. For you, the ruin is just beginning.