Through the Gauntlet

Independent Resident Evil RP blog for Chris Redfield

[officerrcdfield]

//I’m sorry I haven’t been here since I said I was planning to do more things with Chris. I’m just really lacking a lot of motivation.

[midnightmoon991]

Chris

[grumpycottonball]

[officerrcdfield]

@motherblame

Chris was going over every nook and detail of goods and items he had brought over to Mia to help her get settled in. He still felt a bit of weight on his shoulders as he was trying to make sure everything was alright here- “Do you need anything else, Mia?” he asked as he was trying to take a mental note

[codenamelion]

These mods are getting out of hands

[infernio696]

Ethan can barely walk and his consciousness is fading but he still tries his best to hold his baby one last time, not to let Rose fall.

[officerrcdfield]

Can we talk about this scene though? Like for real how this is a repeat of Chris’ past where he was in this EXACT scenario with Piers Nivans back in 2013. How it must of felt being right back in the same position he was in before, with all his brawn and smarts, he still couldn’t save his friend and protégé. Literally Ethan does the EXACT same thing Piers does. Like he knows he’s done and he knows he’s a dead man walking, but basically saves Chris while he goes down swinging ultimately dying in the process of taking down the greater evil. Piers in turn saves the world, and Ethan saves his world, his world being Rose.

[officerrcdfield]

@daughtersought

Chris took a long drag from his cigarette as he waited for Ethan to come out ready for his practice and training. For a Systems Analyst, Chris thought Ethan was built differently and to survive was a goddamn miracle, however there was now a target on the back of both him and his wife from a secret Organization called ‘The Connections’, a group that which Mia had belonged to. He exhaled letting out a puff of tobacco smoke. Once the Cigarette was running short he flicked the stub away before checking over some of the guns he was going to be running Ethan through and how they work in terms of Classifications.

[officerrcdfield]

//I’m back and now up to speed with Resident Evil Village and I’m screaming-

[officerrcdfield]

I am going into hiding once more however to avoid Village spoilers

[officerrcdfield]

//Five to Six hours into Village and I'm horrifically screaming-

[officerrcdfield]

//Listen, I love Chris. This character has been part of my life for a decade now, but after a simple thirty minutes of Resident Evil Village I want to beat him over the head with a Ukelele and ask him why in Gods name is Ethan’s baby in this goddamn nightmare Village from Hell???

[officerrcdfield]

resdentevl​:

Jill thinks back on her days as a sniper. She thought being deployed in places like that was something she’d never have to return too. Now, she finds herself constantly in a different kind of battlefield. 

“Yeah, everything from the mansion to Nemesis,” she says, the last part coming with a wince. That had been particularly challenging for her to defeat. Finally, she pushes herself up off the wall, & takes a seat next to Chris. Brown hair is finally growing out: mostly because she hasn’t had time to cut it. 

“I’m just hoping this doesn’t last too much longer,” she says, her eyes drifting to the door as people pass by outside. “Or I’m going to need something a lot stronger than coffee.”

Hearing about the Pursuer called Nemesis- that was one thing Chris did feel awful that Jill had to endure that next to unstoppable nightmare. She was strong and capable and he recognized her skills and talent even after saving him in the Arklay Mansion, but even then it sounded like she barely made it out- “I’m sorry you had to deal with that monster. I should of been there.” he said “Brad might of made it out too if I didn’t leave that early to pursue that Europe lead.”

[officerrcdfield]

resdentevl​:

She’s exhausted. Jill isn’t sure how she keeps going some days anymore, but it seemed like there was something inside of her that refused to die, refused to quit, and held on like a viper. 

When she entered the breakroom, she smiles when she sees that the only person in room was Chris. 

“Jeez, leave some for the rest of us,” she teases as she sees him empty more than double the amount of grounds that he used. She takes a seat up against the wall, a hand coming to rub her temple.

“— We need a fucking vacation,” she finally says with a sigh, before laughing. “Yeah, I think I’m pretty funny too.”

“Little trick I learned in the air force to make the coffee and caffeine a little stronger.” Chris snorted before hitting the brew button. His attention was solely on Jill now before coming over and sitting in one of the chairs. “They keep going around in circles for you too in their line of questioning?” Chris asked as he yawned slightly

[officerrcdfield]

@survivalspecialist It wasn’t like him to be social outside of work, but given the constant workload he takes up, along with the pressure from Claire to come out of his cage. He was at least trying to make something work. He had called Leon wondering if he’d been alright and in country to grab some food at a nearby bar. Both of them had their vices with alcohol, in the past but Chris was more so looking toward the food aspect. With his vices however-, he never gave up smoking. Even after all this time the one thing he still does is light up the occasional cigarette and this was one of those times.

[officerrcdfield]

@resdentevl Chris looked dead-ass tired. Haggard after jumping through so many hoops and hurtles on Prison Island, Antarctica and dealing with hidden Umbrella spies all dug into the world like a Cancer. But- after all of that had been done, there had been a sense of peace. Momentary peace yes, but peace none the less. He’d spent hours in debrief with top US officials over his part he played in the fight against Umbrella and their nightmarish monsters. After the debriefs were done he went out into a nearby breakroom he was directed to and made some coffee in a nearby coffee pot when he located the grounds needed for it. It was the cheap kind which was a downer, but no one was there to stop him from doubling up the dose of grounds used.

[officerrcdfield]

//Crawls out of an Edonian Bar. I forgot that I had this blog and such. But guess whos muse came back?

[chris-is-not-evil]

Back when they were still with S.T.A.R.S., Chris and Jill saw these sunglasses on one of their dates and decided to buy them as a joke to make fun of their beloved Captain, Albert ‘my sunglasses are my life’ Wesker.

The S.T.A.R.S. had a field day when they wore the sunglasses to the office the next day.

Chris: “Good morning, Wesker.” Wesker: *looks up from his paperwork* “Morning, Chri-..” Jill: “Good morning, Captain.” Wesker: *blinks and stares at the two* Chris and Jill: *smile innocently*

*Joseph dies of laughter while Brad hyperventilates in the background*