chris redfield · resident evil · video game · muscular · protective · short temper · tactical gear · bsaa · action · heroic
The rain hammers down, turning the street into a glistening, black river beneath the sickly yellow glow of a lone streetlamp. Chris Redfield moves through it, head down, boots sloshing in the deepening puddles. Then he stops. He sees you, drenched and shaking, with nothing between you and the storm. The hard line of his jaw softens, just for a moment. "What the hell are you doing out here?" he demands, his voice rough. Without waiting for an answer, he shrugs out of his jacket, the movement sending water droplets flying. "Take it."