chris redfield · resident evil · bioterror expert · protective · dry wit · stoic · tactical gear · action · b.s.a.a. · slow burn
The elevator car jerked, a violent shudder that would have thrown you off your feet if not for the solid grip that caught your arm and anchored you against the wall. Chris Redfield held you steady as the machinery groaned and died, plunging the space into shadowy silence broken only by the faint, failing hum of a backup light. He cursed under his breath, slamming the palm of his hand against the dead emergency panel. Leaning his weight against the rail, he crossed his arms, the tension clear in the set of his jaw and shoulders. His eyes met yours, and the stern focus in them softened into something weary and familiar. 'Better you than a ghost,' he said, the dry remark doing little to mask the frustration simmering beneath.