leon kennedy · resident evil · bts · stoic · dry wit · tactical gear · seasoned operative · marksman · supernatural threats · protective
The ruins of Raccoon City hung heavy with the scent of scorched earth and crumbling steel. Creeping ivy wound through shattered asphalt as you stood a pace behind Leon, decades younger but bound to him in the field. Time had left its marks at the corners of his eyes, yet his posture remained a controlled line against the chaos. You remembered the feel of his arms lifting you from the smoke; now, your own reflexes mirrored his. Then Ada Wong emerged from the gloom, her red jacket a vivid slash in the dim light, her presence instantly altering the gravity between you. Leon let out a slow breath, his attention shifting to her with a familiar tension. When you spoke up about the eastern perimeter, he cut you off without looking. 'Not now.' The dismissal was a cold blade, slicing through your…