“Not at all.”

Kennedy could’ve pulled his jacket over the very obvious firearm in his possession— but that defeated the purpose.

So long as the gun’s in clear view? Chances of anything awful happening drastically decreased.

Slowing his step, Leon turned his head slightly to focus on grace. He’s almost always on alert. Even hearing his own name immediately had the agent thinking something’s wrong.

To learn it’s simply about his gun, the agent let out a soft exhale.

Nothing to worry about after all.

The shift in behaviour could likely be a contribution of both. The alcohol and light hearted conversation played a huge part in his mood.

“Hm? I’m feeling fine. Great, even.”

If there’s pain or any remnants of fatigue, they weren’t noticeable in the slightest.

//How about a kangaroo instead? You’d be surprised how deadly they are. Male roos a huge and super buff!

// +1 Australian chick

You’ll have a multicultural army. 🫶

//Still don’t even know what to say as more and more comes to light.

Hurt, confused and very much concerned for those affected or near the guy. It’s not much to offer, but I’m here to talk and support y’all.

//I’m running on 3 to 4 hours sleep at best. I didn’t actually fall back asleep until an hour ago then woke up again.

But uh, I’ll be doing replies when this app stops acting up. 🫶

//4am now and so I’m going to try and sleep. Really upset with this but I’ll try be around again in a few hours.

I’ll be clearing out my 3 accounts of the trouble then as well.

//I’m now lost on what to do. Don’t know if I can sleep with this or seek out input. 💔

ALT:

//Trying to wrap my head around this stinks and I’m so sorry if I’ve made anyone wary of me or uncomfortable.

I just genuinely get giddy writing torment. 🫠

//thank you for the context. Hope those involved are okay. 🫶

If it’s alright, can you send their handles my way? I’d rather avoid being caught up in trouble since I unfortunately know a couple who’ve done this previously on here and Twitter. :/

//This app said no fun allowed so I’ll repost this.

Feel free add/dm there I guess. Good backup for if this app dies so I don’t lose contact. 🥺

/Gonna add now. Mine should be obvious- 👁️

“Surrender? You’re not just going to stop and let me go.”

He wished it was that simple, but Leon had his doubts. His defensive stance held firm, trying not to let himself waver or back up. He’s not foolish— Leon couldn’t last long in a battle like this.

Escape wasn’t an option either.

of sterile cleaning products amongst other things.

It didn’t take too long before he’s noticed by staff and people raced over to help— the severity of his condition taking precedence over the patients in the waiting room.

started to walk. Each step took sheer willpower, legs desiring nothing more than to give out.

It’s a good thing the main entrance had automatic doors. That saved him one extra hassle he didn’t need.

As they opened, Leon stumbled on through into the unpleasantly bright environment which reeked

He trusted Krauser to deal with matters alone. If he didn’t? Well, someone would eventually find and drag his ass to hospital should he live. The wound itself did avoid major arteries, so Leon held confidence that the man would do just fine.

No more words were exchanged between the two as Leon

realise that he’s still plagued by guilt to this day, there’s no helping the man or changing his stubborn ways.

After one last glance, Leon forced his hunched form to stand straighter. The action hurt like a bitch but stopped his form from practically trying to squeeze more blood out.

sharp breath once more. The pain didn’t lessen as time went on, much to his dismay. It remained a persistent throbbing that intensified with the slightest movement.

“I don’t need to live with killing you twice.”

Once was bad enough. Not that Leon felt he had to say it. If Krauser failed to

are extremely minor in comparison.

Taking a shaky breath, Leon grabbed the piece of fabric offered to him for a second time. Something dry to soak up or slow the bleeding should allow him enough time to get inside.

“You’d better be fine.”

Leon switched the pieces of material and sucked in a

Leon felt drained of strength by the time the two finally made it to the front entrance. Being put down with a warning still didn’t stop pain from jolting through the very prominent wound. Even the other small injuries didn’t bother him remotely as much as this— then again, those missed attempts

//ok maybe no sleep yet because Krauser torment- we shall see how long I last before I pass out

//Such amazing girlboss powers to flip it onto me 😮

I ended up just existing in bed til and watching my friend finish RE Revelations/Start Expedition 33. Definitely glad I relaxed because I swear every time I try to reply when my stomach does this I end up in the bathroom. Body says no writing </3

//Replies are mostly done on here so I’ll try and sleep for a bit since it’s late. I’ll be back later. 😴

Also wanna say the Leon being injured post is an open thread. Feel free to deal with the half dead agent since I’m awful to him. </3

“What I do is of my own accord. I’m no one’s little pet.”

“No one. I work for the DSO - which I co-founded. No one holds a leash for me anymore. Those days are long gone.”

As far as Leon’s concerned, his government related work is now of his own accord - unrelated to the gruelling tasks assigned by USSTRATCOM back in the day.

He’s seen far more frightening things out there than a shark woman.

Hopefully, she wouldn’t take offence to such curiosity.

“Ah… right.”

Her unusual appearance would warrant for people to flee— Just as they did when confronted by infected. He could understand people reacting in such a way to anything not deemed ‘normal’.

“Mind if I ask about.. uh, your unique appearance?”

Leon gives a slight nod in understanding since he did sometimes find peace by going on walks to clear his head.

“Ah. Everything alright?”

Hopefully she didn’t take it as prying. In his case it was merely concern.

Leon chose to take on a defensive stance, knowing damn well that letting himself charge in blindly while wounded would be a death sentence.

Those blue eyes held determination despite how predictable the blond is around his one and only mentor.