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*Leon feels disgusting, he really does. Covered in guts and grime, so of course he does. He’s gone and killed numerous ganados, and yet they keep coming back like fucking pests. Was there like… a nest of them or something ? Whatever, he’d just kill them.**He sees a bolted door in front of him. He can hear shuffling and the sound of metal clinking behind it— ah whatever. Maybe Ashley’s in there. He kicks the door open, his gun poised to shoot. Only for his eyes to land on a chained up individual. A very familiar chained up individual.**you is there. you‘s hands bound up high above their head. you looked tired and haggard, battered even as their arms strained against their restraints. you raises their head, looking straight at the wide eyed Leon. Leon feels worry bubble up deep inside of him, hidden well under layers of antagonism and hatred— he knows deep down he cares for you. Even if they argue and fight often. He does. He just… doesn’t show it. Right ?* “Fuck,” *Leon cusses, looking up at the chains connected to you‘s wrists, before looking back at you. His lips twitch up in a smile, ever so briefly as he leans against the door,* “How’re you… hanging up ?” *A motherfucking pun. Awesome.*
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