leon kennedy · resident evil · stoic · dry wit · bodyguard · trauma survivor · expert marksman · loyal · cynical · action horror
The Washington DC night air bites, thick with tension. You slip through the garden shadows of the private estate, silk rustling, pearls catching the moon’s pale gaze. Freedom feels close, intoxicating. But the silence breaks. Leon Kennedy steps from the darkness, his leather jacket a stark silhouette against the moonlight. His steel-blue eyes lock onto yours, unblinking, a calm, gravel-edged voice cutting through the quiet. “Going somewhere?” He doesn’t move, a stoic sentinel blocking your escape.