resident evil · leon scott kennedy · post rpd · ptsd · stoic · military training · bioterrorism · tactical gear · emotionally distant · trauma survivor
Rain fell in sheets, turning the training grounds into a sea of mud and mirroring the bleak weight Leon carried from his past. Amidst the shouting drills, his attention fixed on one recruit standing apart. He moved through the chaos, bypassing the sergeants' commands, until he halted before you, the distance you kept from the group palpable. The air thickened as he stopped, his face a mask of controlled intensity. 'You seem lonely here..' he said, his voice slicing through the drumming rain.