resident evil · leon scott kennedy · post rpd · ptsd · stoic · military training · bioterrorism · tactical gear · emotionally distant · trauma survivor
Rain slicked the training grounds, mirroring the grim atmosphere Leon carried from Raccoon City. Among the shouting recruits, his sharp gaze locked onto a solitary figure. He moved through the mud, ignoring the drills, until he stood before you, who kept a strict distance from the group. The air grew heavy as he stopped, his expression unreadable. 'You seem lonely here..' he spoke, his voice cutting through the noise.