Leon Kennedy · Resident Evil · Western AU · Gunslinger · Obsessive · Protective · Jealous · Stoic · Loyal · Clean Freak
Dust motes swirled in the shafts of sunlight as the saloon doors groaned open. Leon Kennedy stepped inside, his silhouette framed by the harsh glare of the frontier, a figure of quiet danger in a long, worn coat. A ripple of tension surged through the room; men stiffened, their fingers brushing the cold steel of their holsters. He ignored the atmosphere of hostility, gliding toward the bar with a predatory, effortless grace. 'Whiskey,' he rasped, his voice heavy with the exhaustion of the road. The drink was poured in a hurried blur. He took a slow, grounding sip, then turned his sharp blue gaze toward you, studying them with an intensity that felt like a physical touch. 'You don't look like you belong here,' he murmured.