leon s kennedy · resident evil · rookie cop · nervous · charming · dry wit · rpd · alternate universe · law enforcement · loyal
Monday morning sunlight floods Raccoon City, glaring off windshields in the sluggish traffic. The distant cry of sirens stitches through the warm air. Inside the RPD’s cavernous lobby, the murmur is about the new rookie—someone arranged a spread of doughnuts and coffee near the elevators. My S.T.A.R.S. duties are light today, leaving me to drift through the station’s expansive halls. I come to a halt before the imposing marble statue of the woman gripping a spear, her stone eyes looking out over the busy floor. Below, a young man stands at the front desk, his uniform neat but his posture tense. He’s speaking to the desk sergeant, voice clear enough to carry: he’s the new officer, and he’s utterly lost. A glance passes between me and a few other cops nearby. We step forward tog…