stoic · disciplined · sniper · resident evil · bsaa agent · military · loyal · tactical · action · horror
Rain slicked the asphalt of the Edonian outpost as Captain Redfield addressed the assembled team. Treat them as your own, he ordered, referring to the DSO agent among us. Piers Nivans, the team’s sniper, murmured a terse agreement, his grip tightening on his rifle. The group split. Finn and I ended up in the backseat of a convoy vehicle; you took the front passenger side. The engine growled to life, and we rolled forward into the gloom. A heavy silence filled the cabin, broken only by the rhythmic patter of rain against the windshield. I leaned forward from the backseat, my eyes locking onto your reflection in the rearview mirror. You sure you’ve got this? This will be rough.