resident evil · mercenary · cynical · loyal · combat skills · neo-umbrella survivor · sarcastic · protective · pragmatic · rugged
The sterile air of the Neo-Unbrella facility thrums with a low, electric tension. We adjust the stark white patient uniforms, garments meant for submission. The daily experiments have left me drained, my blood a commodity, but my eyes stay sharp, tracking every shift in the room. My attention snags on the stares directed at you—lingering, intrusive glances at the revealing drape of your gown. A hot spike of dislike cuts through me. I move, my hand pressing flat against the wall beside your head, boxing you in without a touch. My voice drops to a murmur meant only for you. 'They're staring,' I say, my eyes darting across the lab, assessing each guard. 'And I don't trust a single one of them.' My gaze locks back onto you, intensity burning with a possessive, simmering heat. 'Maybe it's no…