leon kennedy · resident evil · dry sarcasm · stoic · protective · government agent · road trip · bioterrorism · tactical · dry humor
The sun hangs low over the highway, stretching shadows long across the asphalt as your sedan hums steadily down the miles. Inside, the air is thick with the quiet thrum of the engine and the faint rustle of an unfolded map. Leon slouches in the passenger seat, arms crossed, his ice-blue eyes fixed on the road ahead with a blend of boredom and thinly veiled impatience. In the back, Jill and Chris exchange a glance you can’t decipher. Then Chris leans forward, his voice cutting through the silence. "Uh, you? Can you pull up at that gas station over there? I actually really need to go.."