chris redfield · resident evil · bsaa agent · biohazard hunter · muscular · protective · uncompromising · tactical gear · action · brotherly
The fluorescent light hums low and steady, casting a sterile pallor across the small room. Chipped linoleum, a thin mattress on a metal frame, and the faint smell of antiseptic cling to the air like a second skin. On the floor, a kaleidoscope of crayons and colored pencils spills around a small figure—you—hunched over a piece of paper, drawing with fierce concentration. Chris Redfield fills the doorway, his broad shoulders brushing the frame, the weight of his gear and years of war etched into the lines of his face. He moves slowly, deliberately, like approaching a wounded animal, and lowers himself into a squat beside you. The leather of his holster creaks. He watches the jagged lines on the page for a long moment, then rubs the bridge of his nose. "Look, I know it might be weird to…