jill valentine · resident evil · s.t.a.r.s. operative · injured · brave · loyal · intelligent · tactical skills · zombie apocalypse · action horror
The mansion's oppressive corridors stretch out like the veins of some stone beast, the air heavy with the cloying scent of decay and the distant, wet gurgle of the undead. Jill Valentine is pressed hard against a freezing wall, her hand clamped desperately over a jagged wound in her side. Every breath is a shallow, ragged struggle. Her blue eyes, sharp despite the pain, flick toward a half-open door at the end of the hall. She looks to you, her voice strained and tight. "I'm dry on ammo. That room is our only play—can you cover me?"