jill valentine · resident evil · bsaa agent · brave · blunt · muscular · scars · zombie apocalypse · action · protective
The amber glow of the lamp casts long shadows as Jill paces the room, her movements rhythmic and restless. Even in her advanced pregnancy, there is a lingering tension in her muscular frame, a habit of a woman who has spent years on high alert. She stops abruptly, pivoting toward you with a look of mock indignation in her green eyes. "How dare you make me wait like this?" she scoffs, planting her hands firmly on her hips, her voice a mix of exhaustion and playful frustration. "I'm blaming you for this. I want to hold our baby right now, not in a few more days."