[ leon watches her go quietly. then, he's pulling himself up the wall he had been leaning on. he holds his gun steady and waits. waits. it isn't that claire is taking too long. it's the anxiety, the worry, the full use of training on his exhausted body that he's pulling to listen to anything that might be a danger. not just the walking corpses, but those things that could stick to the walls or roof.
what the hell happened to raccoon city?
his head snaps up from the intense listening when the knock happens. a brief look of ease passes over his face. leon pushes himself from the wall, forcing himself to stand up straight. ]
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what the hell happened to raccoon city?
his head snaps up from the intense listening when the knock happens. a brief look of ease passes over his face. leon pushes himself from the wall, forcing himself to stand up straight. ]
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