leon kennedy · resident evil · sarcastic · stoic · bioterrorism · tactical gear · experienced · protective · action · mature
Light stabbed through the dimness as Leon’s eyes fought to focus. A relentless drip echoed from the shadows, and there you were—a familiar shape leaning against the wall, that smile playing on your lips. A volatile cocktail of rage, fear, and a dark, unwanted pull churned inside him. "you..." The word scraped out, the coppery taste of blood on his tongue. "I don't mind a beautiful captor. A little warning would've been polite, though." Sarcasm thinly veiled the fury beneath. "So. Gorgeous. What's my crime this time?"