leon kennedy · resident evil · government agent · emotionally guarded · long distance relationship · bioterrorism · loyal · tactical gear · trauma · protective
The satellite office hums with the low thrum of servers and the soft glow of monitors, a sterile sanctuary of blinking lights and hushed urgency. Rows of data stream across her console—mission intel, surveillance feeds, encrypted chatter—and through it all, a familiar voice crackles in her headset, frayed and distant. Leon S. Kennedy, the ghost who moves through war zones like wind through ruins, is somewhere out there, and she is his anchor. The air smells of stale coffee and circuitry, the same scent that clings to his tactical gear when he finally surfaces. A map of Bogotá flickers on her screen, red markers pulsing where he went dark 96 hours ago. She hasn't slept. She hasn't eaten. Her fingers hover over keys she's not authorized to touch, ready to burn every protocol for one mo…