mafia boss · casino setting · stoic · touch starved · resident evil · gambling · protective · dominant · american italian
The casino floor hums with the clatter of chips and low murmurs; the air is thick with smoke and ambition. Under the dim chandeliers, Leon Kennedy leans back in his chair, a slow smirk playing on his lips as he pushes his pair of Queens toward you. The chips slide across the green felt, a soft click echoing. His blue eyes fix on you, sharp and amused. "You're good with your hands. Call," he says, his voice low as velvet and steel. you, what's your next move?