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[terr1fy]

LEON KENNEDY: SOUNDS LIKE YOU'RE HAVING A ROUGH GO OF IT.

'what makes y'say that?' despite her best efforts, light sarcasm was sprinkled through her words, the woman standing to wobbly legs, both hands pressed to her aching side. she wasn't bit, and thank whatever god lived up in the sky for that, because she would have put a bullet in her head before anyone, including leon, found her. she was, however, bleeding when she moved her palms just to get a good look at where the pain was coming from at her hip. 'got anything for a flesh wound, kennedy?' hands were replaced before she glanced up at leon, eyes blurring a bit over his features. all she had to was stay up long enough to walk out of here. she could do that. @cond0rone.

[terr1fy]

the air in the lower levels of the care center was thick with the copper tang of blood, and the sharp scent of chemicals ; a combination victor found almost nostalgic. he stood behind the reinforced observation glass, his silhouette tall and unnervingly still, watching the feed from the hallway cameras. 'there you are,' the doctor chuckled, allowing his goggles to sweep over the agent on the screens, noting the practiced ease of his movements, even in the face of gideon's failures roaming the corridors. he pressed a button on the console, his voice crackling through the hallway's intercom system with a distorted yet theatrical flair. 'hello, leon,' he could just hear his voice echoing from the com through the floor. 'i have a question for you : do you truly believe a few bullets can stop the evolution mister spencer set in motion, or should i mistake you being here for you simply wanting to see how beautiful it will be when the end begins?' @cond0rone.

[captainredfields]

if you die on me , i'm going to be pissed off.

Chris  huffs  a  quiet  laugh  at  that,  the  kind  that  comes  from  habit.  Very  few  people  can  force  a  smile  out  of  the  captain  these  days.

“Yeah?”  he  mutters,  a  faint  smirk  tugging  at  the  corner  of  his  mouth.  “Good  to  know  your  main  concern  is  being  inconvenienced.”  His  tone  softens  a  bit  after  that,  more  sincere  beneath  the  dry  edge.

“Don’t  worry,  Leon.  I’ve  made  it  through  worse  than  this.  Takes  more  than  a  bad  day  to  put  me  in  the  ground.”  Chris  gives  him  a  firm  pat  on  the  shoulder  as  he  moves  past.“But  I’ll  try  not  to  ruin  your  day  anyway.”

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[bianca-arc]

5'11" (:

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just ONE inch..................this is why she wears heels