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Knowing how smart Claire was, Leon knew the redhead would be able to catch on rather quickly, she was good with things like that, another on the long list of things that showed just how reliable Claire was , a testament to their shared survival within the streets of a city that no longer existed, and while the city was gone without a trace, all the horrible things they had experienced there, still followed them just in the form of trauma to which both had their own respective ways of coping with them. The two of them would surely never forget the things that transpired there, but it was because of the same harrowing experience, that had lead the two of them to cross paths and meet.

Through all the trauma and nightmares, it was all worth it in the end if it meant he could make a very close friend in the process of it. The duo knew that their experiences would follow them for the rest of their lives, it was their power of their will to keep up the fight that would continue to drive them forward. Leon and Claire had taken drastically different paths following that event, but even if that were the case, the two were still striving towards the same very goal: to completely rid the world of any future bioterror attacks, especially if it involved those who used to work for the Umbrella Corporation.

There were still people out there, he just hoped they were just as great a person as his late friend and comrade, Luis was. Focused on changing the world for the better rather than for the worst.

With virtually no other plans laid out, when Claire had agreed to joining him for lunch, it brought a small smile to his face. The agent had never expected to run into a familiar face, especially if it was Claire. Now that he had plans, his first day back on American soil, was surely making out to be a fun one, he was already looking forward to it.

[{ ☣ }] - "Yeah, same here. The most recent mission had me busy for several months. I'm honestly surprised I made it back in the same year, part of me thought I'd be spending Christmas out there. I'm sure as hell glad I was wrong about that."

A lighthearted joke, but also a very real description of just how much he'd been focused on operation baby eagle, at one point, he seriously did have the thought that he'd be stuck there for an even longer amount of time. Lucky enough for him, at the island, everything finally started to go his way. Needless to say, it would be a very long time before Leon he would ever return to any part of Spain.

Considering how he had just gotten off the helicopter about ten minutes ago, it was safe to say that his ride wasn't here right now, it was parked at home in the underground parking lot to his apartment he current resided in. So when she asked him about if he had a ride, he would give his head a shake.

[{ ☣ }] - "I got a ride, but it's not here, it's parked in my spot in the underground lot for the apartment I live at. So if your fine with it, you can drive."

Claire caught on rather quickly. The last time she'd seen Leon in the flesh he'd just been recruited as a special agent. He had still been rather naive back then, but then again, so had she. But now he seemed much more mature, much more experienced. The live news report and his comment about being in the wrong part of Spain only made it easier to put two and two together.

Claire wouldn't pry. It wasn't her place and she could only imagine the horrors he'd experienced. Their shared experience in Racoon City would have been enough to traumatize anyone for a lifetime, but Claire and Leon had kept on. They faced numerous threats that would put any normal person in a psych ward ten times over.

Claire's plans for that evening were to head back to her apartment and eat whatever leftovers she could find in her fridge while watching whatever trashy reality show was on TV. If she was feeling a little sociable she might even give Barry Burton a call. It was a routine she had gotten quite used to when she wasn't chasing after bioterrorists or trying to convince her boss at TerraSave that she could do more than just write reports. So when Leon invited her along for dinner and drinks, she immediately nodded.

"Sure," she agreed with another smile. "I'd love to. I haven't gone out with a friend in a long time. It'll be nice to catch up."

Claire gestured to the exit. "I have a car parked outside. Do you have a ride?"

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To play off the 'what if Mukuro met Wesker' ask; what would you do if Ada and Mukuro met? What would you be worried about the most, if anything at all?

[{ ☣ }] - "...You're one of those types of asshole people who like to piss people off by asking too much personal shit, aren't you?"

So it was this person again, the faceless individual who seemed to have this fixation on asking him hypothetical questions. On its own, that didn't really sound like a bad thing, but when it came to the types of question this person would ask, Leon began to suspect they were either, trying to get some sort of reaction out of him, or just asking him on purpose knowing how tough these questions in particular were for him because they were an asshole. Either way, Leon didn't really care all that much, these questions were personal, and a few did cause him to become a bit annoyed at the one asking them.

But since he didn't really have anything better to do, he decided to humor this person. Glancing from left to right to see who else was here. Thankfully, there weren't many others here, and Leon wasn't really planning to stay long anyway. His drinking problem had improved significantly, and ever since they had gotten married, everything else in his life just continued to look up. Mukuro was literally the person who saved his life, the woman who had successfully saved Leon from his worst enemy: himself.

Recalling the many conversations they had about past relationships, the agent still clearly remembered Mukuro's reaction to all that he had told her about Ada, and Leon had been nothing but truthful to her, so it was easy to know exactly what would happen, or at least, he was pretty sure he know what were to happen in that scenario. A firm shake of his head at the outcome. With a tilting of his head to the side, he finally gives his answer.

[{ ☣ }] - "Given then me and Mukuro are happily married, and have been for a long time now, can't say I'm worried about much. I could give two shits about Ada." Though there was one thing he was a bit concerned about.

[{ ☣ }] - "I guess there's one thing. After I told Mukuro about my experience with Ada, she wasn't too happy. Knowing Mukuro, she would definitely have.. two or .. several things to say about her. And the last thing I want to happen, is Mukuro getting hurt. Ada is a highly skilled spy, and she is trained in hand-to-hand combat. That's probably the only thing I'm worried about."

Leon knew Mukuro was also very skilled with several things, including a bit of combat but given the fact that Ada is a freelance spy who had probably been trained by nothing but the very best, he didn't want to see Mukuro potentially getting hurt, especially by someone who used to be an old flame from his past that had long been extinguished.

#anonymous #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//Ada tore his heart to pieces and set it on fire #//Mukuro put him back together and mended his wounds #//And now fast-forward ten years later they have been happily married :3 #//It don't matter if its an old flame or not -- he's all for his Mu-Mu <3 #File Transfer: Received ; Ask | Answered

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I was gonna be on here tonight But I'm suddenly having insecure thoughts about my Leon again and I hate feeling like this. Probably gonna hop my DMC blog Maybe I'll be back here tonight, if not, possibly tomorrow. Have a great evening folks.

#Hᴇʏ ᴡʜᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ʜᴇʟʟ?-- ( OOC) #Gᴇᴛᴛɪɴɢ ᴛɪʀᴇᴅ ᴏғ ᴛʜɪs sʜɪᴛ (Tᴏ Bᴇ Dᴇʟᴇᴛᴇᴅ) #You'd think after writing this muse for years now #That I wouldn't have these thoughts still #But they still reappear time to time #Idk man I'm just doubting my Leon again #I don't like these feelings #tw: negative #cw: negative

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When it came to the question of inviting the others or not for tomorrow, Leon took a few moments to think it over as he continued to carefully and precisely cut each individual piece of meat so they could throw it all in together once everything was finished, which probably wouldn't be very long now since they had most of everything complete, the last process of finalizing the meat would take a bit though, but it would be worth it for the end result.

Thinking about it more, a barbecue sounded like a great group activity because there was no way two people could have a whole barbecue to themselves, that was a lot of food for two people to consume, so inviting everyone else was the better option, he already had a few people in mind he would invite. It had been a while since they all got together, and tomorrow seemed like the perfect day for it, the weather would be beautiful, and the evening would be even more nice, a great day for a barbecue with dear friends indeed.

[{ ☣ }] - "I think a Barbecue is more of a group thing. Let's invite everyone else for tomorrow. Tonight on the other hand, is just us Mu-Mu."

His vacation had only just begun, there was s lot he wanted to do, but first things first, him and Mukuro needed tonight, with his busy schedule the past few months, finding free time spend with his lovely wife had been damn-near impossible, so tonight would be just the two of them. When thinking about the gathering tomorrow, Leon figured the best time for it would be sometime after noon so him and Mukuro could laze around in bed for a bit, something he never got to do much also because of the same reason, work was tough, especially when it caused you to spend so much time apart from your significant other, this vacation, would be very well enjoyed, as it was long overdue.

Leon knew she would agree, the last thing they happy couple needed was an unnecessary interruption of their perfect night together, so spicy was definitely not a great idea with what was planned for tonight, he didn't want anything to spoil or ruin their special time together.

[{ ☣ }] - "Exactly what I was thinking. Now that work is leaving me alone for a change, I don't wanna waste a single second of our time together. Only a matter of time before another asshole with some screws loose and a vengeance starts shit again." A statement that was very true, it didn't take much these days for his peace to be ruined, this time for his and Mukuro's sake, he hoped that wouldn't be for at least several months, but only time could tell.

After the discussion came to a close, within the span of two hours, the happy couples supper was finally ready, and it smelled amazing which meant the two of them had done a great job with the curry, he couldn't wait to dig in. Grabbing two plates, Leon began to fill them, putting curry on their plates, carefully portioning it so it was all even and they would have a decent amount of leftovers remaining which meant no cooking for a bit, just relaxing. Once the plates were filled and placed on their dining table, Leon took his seat across from his wife before picking up his silverware.

[{ ☣ }] - "Damn, this curry smells great. I think we did a kick ass job. Pretty good for our first time having curry in a while. But before we dig in."

Leon gets up for a second, retreating to their liquor room for a few moments before reappearing with a bottle of red wine in his hands as he joins her again at the table, placing two wine glasses in front of them and opening the cork with a pop. After its open, Leon begins to poor some in her glass first, and then his own glass, setting the now half-full bottle down beside them. Taking the glass in his hand, he raises his glass for a clink of their wine glasses.

[{ ☣ }] - "Here's to another ten years, and many more to come, to us." With that, they touch glasses, a loud clink before taking a sip.

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「Sounds good〜」 Mukuro chirps, 「ah that’s right, it is suppose to be rather nice weather tomorrow。。。」 the more they talked and she thought about dinner tomorrow, the more excited she grew, it had been quite some time since she had American barbeque。 「Would you like it to just be us for dinner tomorrow？ Or shall we see if others are free to join？」 Mukuro was fine either way, but barbequing to Mukuro seemed more like a group activity than just two people。

  But for now, Mukuro was more than happy to cook alongside her husband。 As much as she loved cooking for him or just in general, cooking alongside him was a whole other pleasure。 Especially when cooking was followed by shopping together, really she just loved doing anything with him from domestic stuff like this to what they get up to in the bedroom ( or really wherever around their home )。

  His joke about washing the rice to the point that he almost drowned them, drew a soft laugh from Mukuro’s lips。

「Good, good〜 I’m sure a few of them deserved it。」 She joked in return as she continued with the roux。

  Mukuro gives a small nod when he states that he wants to keep the curry at a mild flavor, while she wanted to give him the option of spice or not, she was glad to hear that he didn’t want the food spicy tonight。 Since it had been quite some time since they spent a good amount of time together, Mukuro would’ve been a tad bit upset if a good portion of their evening was one of them spending a considerable amount of time in the bathroom due to spicy food。

「Good choice〜 I’d hate for our time after dinner to be interrupted because of the spice。 and at least, if we have left overs, you could always add spice later to that too, if you wish。」

#liecoris #♥ ⁻ ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵂᶦᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵀʰᵉ ᴿᵉᵈ ᴳʰᵒˢᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ ⁻ ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᴰᵃʳˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᴹʸ ᴸᵒⁿᵉˡʸ ᴴᵉᵃʳᵗ ᴬʷᵃʸ ⁻ ᴸᵉᵒⁿ/ᴹᵘᵏᵘʳᵒ ♥ #V; Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ Iɴ A Gᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ Lᴏᴏᴘ (Pᴏsᴛ-Vᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ: 2017 ᴛᴏ 2020) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//I hope you dont mind that I time skipped a bit #//I figured after this long a time skip was probs needed #//I also didn't know what else they'd talk about while cooking lol #//So now they can enjoy a nice romantic supper :3

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[{ ☣ }] - "Best ten years I've ever had, and many more still to come~"

「He called me his woman~」 Mukuro you've been married to him for a decade。。。「His woman~」

#liecoris #♥ ⁻ ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵂᶦᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵀʰᵉ ᴿᵉᵈ ᴳʰᵒˢᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ ⁻ ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᴰᵃʳˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᴹʸ ᴸᵒⁿᵉˡʸ ᴴᵉᵃʳᵗ ᴬʷᵃʸ ⁻ ᴸᵉᵒⁿ/ᴹᵘᵏᵘʳᵒ ♥ #Leon proudly flaunts his ring whenever he gets the chance :p #And I mean to the point where everyones sick of it but he dont care lol

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leon!!! thoughts on if mukuro ever had any type of contact with wesker?

Knowing very well how sinster and evil Albert Wesker was, the thought of his dear wife Mukuro ever meeting him in any form immediately rubbed him the wrong way. There was no telling what Wesker would do, especially if he ever was to find out Mukuro was Leon's wife. With Leon being one of the only survivors of Raccoon City, he knew he had a target on his back the moment he escaped that city.

With Wesker playing a major role with the viral outbreak, he knew that him being near Mukuro, would put her in grave danger, it was a thought he never wanted to imagine, the more he thought about it, the more angrier he became. Sure, Wesker was powered all up with his precious virus, but Leon didn't care, it didn't matter to him in the slightest, he would do anything to keep her safe, even if it meant taking down a self-proclaimed god.

Even if the thought was a hypothetical scenario, it was easy to see that Leon was very bothered by it. After spending so many years alone, he found happiness in her, and he wasn't about to let anyone take it away from him. Superhuman or Tyrant, Leon would take down anyone who who would dare threaten his darling wife of ten years. Leon already had his answer the moment the question was asked, and it was a relatively easy one to answer at that. Shifting in his seat to sit up, he looked the asker right in the eyes before finally speaking.

[{ ☣ }] - "If he even took a breath near her, I'd shoot him right in his fucking sunglasses. Superhuman or Tyrant, I don't give a shit. No one is gonna lay a finger on my woman."

#If your targeting someone special to him -- he's coming for you #tbh if anyone would even dare pose even a small threat to his Mu-Mu #He'll go full John Wick on em #Don't fck with his Mu-Mu #♥ ⁻ ᴼⁿˡʸ ᵂᶦᵗʰ ʸᵒᵘ ᵀʰᵉ ᴿᵉᵈ ᴳʰᵒˢᵗ ᶜᵃⁿ ᶠᵃᵈᵉ ⁻ ᴾˡᵉᵃˢᵉ ᴰᵃʳˡᶦⁿᵍ ᵀᵃᵏᵉ ᴹʸ ᴸᵒⁿᵉˡʸ ᴴᵉᵃʳᵗ ᴬʷᵃʸ ⁻ ᴸᵉᵒⁿ/ᴹᵘᵏᵘʳᵒ ♥ #File Transfer: Received ; Ask | Answered

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A silent gasp escapes him, hearing words that Leon had desperately needed to hear caught him off guard completely, it had been such a long time since Leon felt the genuine care and concern of another person, let alone from a close friend such as Hunnigan, someone who had always made sure to be there for him every single time she was needed, both on duty, and even off the clock.

Her words brought back memories that reminded him of the many times she had even went out of her way to check on him. Whenever Hunnigan would go through the trouble just to check in on him, sadly, every call had been left to ring out until his voicemail picked it up, as Leon was just too lost in his depression and despair to bother checking at the time, believing it was nothing but a wrong number, whilst completely missing the other messages and voicemails left by his equally concerned dear friends.

After wallowing in his own pit of darkness for a long time, everything was finally hitting Leon all at once, all brought upon him by her show of concern about him, this feeling, it was a feeling he had nearly forgotten, to be cared about. Having others around him that wholeheartedly enjoyed his company, his downfall, made him choose to ignore everyone, and he didn't know why, perhaps he had convinced himself that not a single person cared about him, that he was nothing but a tool that could be used and discarded, all thanks to a certain someone in a red dress who had made him falsely believe that someone like him, could be loved, when all she did was use him for her own gain.

Unfortunately, that was only half of it. Every single time they encountered another, Leon was well aware that she was using him, he had always known it ever since they met again during his mission to rescue Ashley Graham. Even though the agent knew the harsh truth, he still let it happen, all because he still had feelings for her, feelings that were now dead and gone after she emotionally tore out his heart and stomped it into the ground. After that numbness he felt, Leon let it take him over completely, turning him into a miserable person who was stuck in an endless circle of depression and self-loathing, pushing others away rather than pulling them closer when he needed someone, anyone.

Instead of immediately responding, Leon stayed silent, letting Hunnigan continue to speak her mind, to say whatever it was she had to say to him, quietly taking in all her words, his expression goes from aggressive anger, to soft and gentle as the bespectacled woman finished her sentence, spilling out her heart all at once as blue eyes watched her expressions, witnessed her tear up, because she was concerned about him, her close friend.

[{ ☣ }] - "....You're right. Sorry, I almost forgot.."

The more she continue on, he began to feel bad, making her bring up all the struggles she faced in her earlier years, and for someone like Hunnigan, he couldn't imagine how difficult it had been for her. Leon had been blessed to be raised by both his parents, until they tragically passed away, while Ingrid on the other hand, didn't get to experience that. It had taken him far too long, but thanks to the warm words spoken by Hunnigan, he finally remembered, just how lucky he was to have someone in his life that completely cared about his well being like she did, he had been blind to it for too long. Right now, he knew he'd just have to bite the bullet, and except the facts, she was exactly right, she had been this whole time.

While the pain he felt was still present, he swallowed it up, choosing to ignore it and do what he did best. Fake that everything was okay, at least he knew that there was someone out there in the world that cared about him -- something that he would most certainly take at least some form of comfort in, and while it appeared to have done nothing, everything she said, had definitely left a mark on him, thus why he choose to end the argument and welcome her company rather than push her away like he did everyone else.

His expression softening completely, he exhales a defeated sigh, shrugging his shoulders with a quick twist of his head before speaking.

[{ ☣ }] - "Alright, you win.. Let's go get some food, my treat. At a restaurant though.. I need a break from all those dive bars."

Giving in, he accepted his defeat, there was no denying what she said, it was all coming right from her heart, he could tell, and that was really all he needed to tell him that she meant every single word she said to him just now, he made sure to remember everything from this moment, especially everything she had said to him. Leading the way, he begins their trek towards the parking lot of the airport, walking alongside Hunnigan as she would eventually wheel alongside of him in the direction of the exit to the underground parking lot.

[{ ☣ }] - "You still wanna drive? Or am I behind the wheel instead?" He asks, turning his head to face her.

“Because you’re my friend!” she snapped back, just as hotly. She didn’t understand why he didn’t understand that she was trying to help. She was angry that he was just dismissing her own feelings like they didn’t matter. And maybe they didn’t to him. She had hoped the case would be different but…even if he hated her after this, she wouldn’t give up on him. Everyone else might have, but everyone else hadn’t been abandoned in an orphanage as a child. No one else understood that feeling of abandonment and anguish. She refused to let anyone she knew feel that. Even if they fought her tooth and nail. No one deserved that. No one was going to feel abandoned and alone on her watch.

“You’re my friend and I care about you, damnit!” she wiped violently at her face as she felt frustrated tears forming. She would not cry right now. She needed to be strong. “You think I don’t know how you feel?! I’ve spent my life trying to do the same thing! You know how many people I’ve had to bury because of this shit?! You think I don’t feel like it's hopeless?!”

She did, oftentimes. She never showed it. She had to put on a brave face for everyone. Had to be strong for the people who depended on her. She had a file cabinet–a large one–filled with the files of agents that died. It was filling more and more every year, and no matter what she did, she couldn’t stop the death. She couldn’t reach through her comm piece or the body camera and help them. No, she just had to watch as they faced those horrors on their own and do her best to help them in whatever way she could. God, the number of times she had to listen and watch people die. Listen to people choking on their own blood while she told them it was going to be okay. See people blown to pieces. Listen as people drowned or were eaten alive. Seeing their entrails being torn out while they screamed for their mothers. She clenched her jaw and slammed her eyes shut. Not now. Deal with it later. She had to help Leon. That was more important.

“You are important to me, Leon. I would miss you, if you died. I want you to live. Not for me, but because you want to. This isn’t all there is to life; there are good things out there. I want you to be able to realize that. I don’t want you to give up, okay? That’s why I’m here. Because I’m scared for you, and I don’t want you to be alone. I…I know what that’s like. Being all alone. Feeling like no one loves you and you’d be better off dead. So I’m sticking with you. You’ll have to shoot me to make me stop.”

#missxnsuppxrt #V; Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ Iɴ A Gᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ Lᴏᴏᴘ (Pᴏsᴛ-Vᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ: 2017 ᴛᴏ 2020) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//Mortal Kombat announcer vc: Hunnigan Wins: Friendship! #cw: depression #tw: depression #long post

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Overdue Update

Hey hey, I'm finally back. It took me longer this time because, for a part-time job, work has had me in a headlock for many weeks. First, we had spring break and that was a nightmare And no school means lots of little children, and they are little tornadoes, they leave behind a huge mess and their parents don't care. I was gonna come back after spring break

But then the Super Mario Brothers movie came out And then we suddenly had 7 am shifts, and with an already horrible sleep schedule, that was not easy. Thankfully, the Mario madness has finally ended and hours are back to normal.

I work today at 11 but I'm off at 5:30 Sometime after I'm off work I'll be back on here officially. All threads I have are still going to be continued (Unless my partners say otherwise) Just wanted to drop an update so all my friends and partners know what's up. If you've made it this far in my update, thanks so much for reading this.

#Mobile ooc tag #No time to make a new post so have this update #I know I been on Leon a few times in between #But this is p much why I been away

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Leon had the perfect plan for relaxation in mind the moment he'd be back in America, and the first thing on that plan, was going home to sleep on a proper bed again, after spending way too long in Spain, Leon had become quite home sick, he missed his own bed, he missed his house. All the houses he'd come across were old cabins, it was like that entire part of Europe had been completely disconnected from the outside world with all of their heavily outdated daily routines.

Considering all the crap he had went through over there, he could confirm this all from his nightmarish firsthand experience, this mission, and everything he went through during it, would more than likely stick with him for many more years to come -- one could never forget many of the horrors he had witnessed there with his own two eyes, there had even been several moments where he had nearly lost his life, which only added to the stress and trauma he was already dealing with, all that, only made it worse, still he had to stay strong, and that was exactly what he would do, it's fine, it was totally fine, he was just fine.

The agent never expected to run into Claire at the airport, but the moment after he saw her, he got some kind of a second wind, all his fatigue, disappeared, it was mostly gone. Of course, he was still tired, just nowhere near as much as he had been compared to a few minutes ago.

Blue eyes watched as she made her way over to him, carefully cutting through the crowd until she was standing right here in front of him. Now that she was this close to him, he could see a bit how she changed from the last time he'd seen here, which was sometime after he first became an official agent of the secret service, at least this time, they actually had time to properly catch up with each other since for once, there was no biohazard to deal with.

Upon her comment about him looking like he'd been through all nine circles of hell, he kind of nodded, letting out a huffed breath, jerking his head to the side for a second before he responds, well, she wasn't exactly wrong.

[{ ☣ }] - "Yeah, something like that." A short pause as he thinks of a way to explain without giving away too much details -- at least, not in such a widely public place.

[{ ☣ }] - "Let's just say, I picked the wrong part of Spain to take a vacation." A sentence that he thought sounded more normal. A few seconds later, he didn't realize just how hungry he was. After eating nothing but egg-based meals during his mission, Leon was very craving some good old American food, a drink or two wouldn't hurt either, well, since he now had company.

[{ ☣ }] - "Uh hey, Claire. It's been a while since I had some good food, and I'm pretty hungry. You wanna come grab a bite to eat with me? Maybe grab a couple drinks too?"

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After an extremely grueling and difficult mission in Spain, Leon was finally back on American soil. The mission to rescue Ashley Graham had turned out to be much more than he had originally expected it to be, Leon knew the job would be a tough one, never did he think it to be as horrific as it turned out to be. Needless to say, after surviving yet another living hell, Leon had never been more happier to be back in his home country.

When President Graham heard about the details in the mission file that had been dubbed: The Kennedy Report, and once he learned of the nightmare's Leon had faced in rescuing his daughter, the President was understandably grateful and was kind enough to grant him a four week vacation -- a vacation that he gladly accepted it, after going through all of that, it was much needed.

Arriving at the airport, after getting off his plane, the agent clad in a brand new bomber jacket that matched his previous one, stepped through the doors of the arrivals area and let out a relieved sigh, finally, he was back home, his time in Spain felt far longer than it actually was.

As the agent made his way through to the lobby area, blue eyes came across a familiar face, another person that he hadn't seen in six years, it was Claire Redfield, and right away their eyes met, as the two recognized each other right away, approaching the redhead, he greets her with a smile.

[{ ☣ }] - "Claire? Hey, long time no see!"

[{ ☣ }] - "What are you doing here?"

A deep-set sigh escaped Claire as she headed back from the terminal gate and into the lobby of Dulles International Airport. As much as she loved her job with TerraSave, it could be rather exhausting. Politics and socio-ecological issues aside, escorting diplomats and targeted activists made up the bulk of her workload. She wished she could get some more substantial projects to work on, and in her free time, she often found herself researching various BOW attacks around the world - compiling evidence that TerraSave could use in activism lawsuits.

Now she stood by herself in the lobby, watching the silent news report on one of the many screens around the large open room. The president was making a statement about the recent kidnapping of his daughter, explaining that Ashley had made it home and that the incident would not lead to tensions between the US and Spain. Claire crossed her arms over her chest and narrowed her eyes at the news report. Despite the lack of information given, TerraSave had been tipped off about a month ago that bioweaponry had been discovered in the outskirts of rural Spain towns. She had her suspicions, but she wouldn't get herself involved. It wasn't any of Claire's business.

Hearing her name, her head turned to look through the crowd. The moment her eyes laid on Leon, her face lit up with a smile and she turned to face him. She waded through the crowd to meet up with him.

"Oh my God. Leon, hi!" She greeted. "What am I doing here? I should ask you the same thing. You look... Like you've been through hell."

#redcladsurvivor #A Bᴀʙʏ Eᴀɢʟᴇ Sᴏᴀʀs Bᴀᴄᴋ Hᴏᴍᴇ (Pᴏsᴛ-Rᴇsɪᴅᴇɴᴛ Eᴠɪʟ 4) #CLEON CLEON CLEON CLEON CLE- #Listen I just love them sm okay lol #//Yes they MUST catch up #//Properly this time too :3 #ps. I hate how we gotta wait for 3 rbs to trim #//We should be able to trim in the next one tho I hope #If not I'll just move it to another post

[chxckandmxte]

[{ ☣ }] - "You're damn right I sparkle and shine. I look fuckin' amazing for my age. I'd rather look like a backstreet boy then a rinkled old raisin. Can't say the same for you though, since you're Dracula Junior an all. Rinkled rasin is pretty much in your genes once you reach this age. Enjoy your youth while it lasts kid."

@chxckandmxte replied [post]: Leon vc: The perks of having a special government job are pretty great, but lets leave it at that, anymore questions or discussions about it, and you'll need to be silenced, bowlcut boy.

{🍛} "At least I don't look like a fucking Backstreet Boy. You gonna sparkle and shine for us, Mr. Ain't Nothin' But A Heartache? Or is that gonna be nothin' but a big mistake?" Soma has gone off the deep end. Someone stop this menace to society.

#memoriamexarca #Wʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ? Bɪɴɢᴏ? (Cʀᴀᴄᴋ) #//shots fired @ Dracula -- the og rinkled raisin of CV

[chxckandmxte]

u may be good at biking but ur like a crash test dummy with how many times u crashed cars

[{ ☣ }] - "I don't crash cars, it's called driving with style."

#//...Sometimes I wonder how this man still has his drivers license lol #//I don't think thats something u should be proud of Leon #Leon vc: I'm like the fast & the furious -- but better #Wʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ? Bɪɴɢᴏ? (Cʀᴀᴄᴋ)

[chxckandmxte]

[{ ☣ }] - "What can I say? I got skillz with those motorcycle killz."

"I'm surprised that the motorcycle held up before he shot it and it exploded."

#officerchambers #Wʜᴇʀᴇ's ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ɢᴏɪɴɢ? Bɪɴɢᴏ? (Cʀᴀᴄᴋ) #//Only Leon would be proud of hurling a motorcycle at a giant tyrant humanoid creature lol #Leon on bike looking @ mutated Arias: Hold my beer #//btw I tried to comment/reply but it didn't show up #//that grin tho lmao

[chxckandmxte]

@plagasinfected || Thread continued from here: X

🗡️ - Krauser

What a funny set of circumstances to see his old comrade again. His enemy and..his friend. Well. What he would have called him if he hadn't seen his arm go up in smoke with his career. His eyes narrowed.

"Revenge? No.." he sighed. His head down. He looked scared. He WAS scared. Scared of himself and what he became. A monster plagued by the plagas. And thus he was left wandering. A merc for hire. Always hired by those very bastards he sold his soul to. But they always changed their name..their claims to 'make the world a better place'. But leon.

He respected leon deeply. Respected him to where he was so clouded by the plagas he wanted to kill him. But it wasnt what he wanted. Not one bit. He..deep within him that day. Wanted Leon to live. Go survive. And stop Saddler. But now with him being the last dominant plagas holder. He was twitching.

"Just call it..wrong place at the wrong time..comrade.."

Leon listened to the words of his former teammate from many years ago now. Time had passed and things were very different now. Life for Leon, wasn't going too well to say the very least. He lived every day despising the fact that he was still alive, over the years, Leon's strong will became more dull with each passing new year, even the most mentally strong had a breaking point, and after decades of horrific experiences, losing people close to him, some even being shot dead by the agent himself -- something that secretly took its toll on him, gradually deteriorating his mentality as time went on.

His resolve to fight remained ignited for about one more decade until that botched mission in Washington with that traitor giving away the location of his team right as they were preparing to move in, and everything went to hell right after that, with Leon having to watch his entire squad get annihilated right before his very eyes, once second they were there, the next second, they were on the ground, dead in a pool of their own blood, Leon had seen lots of awful things, but at this point, he'd seen so much, that this incident was the final straw, he was just tired, so very tired of everything.

So with his life already in the midst of a downward spiral, running into a ghost from his past understandably did not help the situation. Standing there, he listened to what his old comrade had to say about him being here, all the while still making sure to maintain his guard just in case.

Although surprisingly, Krauser, seemed different, he wasn't acting out aggressively, Leon half-expected his old army buddy to pull a knife on him right after he spoke. Except for whatever reason, he didn't, further proving to Leon that Jack Krauser, really was acting differently, it was almost like he was a completely changed man compared to their last encounter several years ago now back when he was on the mission to save Ashley Graham.

There was no air of ill-intent this time, it was like he had did a complete one-eighty and had some sort of revelation, he had to admit, it was a little odd seeing Krauser like this, but at the same time, part of him was glad to see his old teammate again, especially if he was a different person now.

Curious, Leon would lower his guard a little bit as Krauser genuinely seemed to come in peace this time around, it was the last thing Leon would expect to see from someone who had tried to kill him on two separate occasions, so for now, he would just question him and get some answers to fully decide if he'd be a threat or not, and so far, he didn't feel like he was in danger, but just in case, he didn't lower his guard completely, though he did relax a little.

[{ ☣ }] - "You seem... different now. What exactly happened back in Spain after the island?"

#plagasinfected #V; Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ Iɴ A Gᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ Lᴏᴏᴘ (Pᴏsᴛ-Vᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ: 2017 ᴛᴏ 2020) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//Hey there so sorry for the wait! #//I meant to make this a thread a while ago but became quite busy #//I do have your ask btw which I will probably answer sometime tomorrow after work!

[chxckandmxte]

Important question, does bruno mars is gay?

There was a understandable long pause after this person came up to him, and asked him this extremely weird question that literally made no sense. It was like this person was expecting him to laugh or something, instead, the agent was very confused, and rightly so.

Just what exactly was this person talking about? He couldn't even register any type of meaning, either he was too buzzed to understand, or his brain was just unable to process any kind of intelligible response, at least not immediately.

Eventually, he just chose to ignore the question entirely because he legitimately could not think of any kind of proper answer for something so stupid. Just how drunk was this person? Clearly Leon wasn't having the right kind of drink considering how drunk this person was. Turning to the bar tender Leon raises his hand.

[{ ☣ }] - "Hey barkeep, gimme whatever that persons having, I wanna get that level of drunk, clearly I'm not drinking the right kinda stuff."

#lmao wtf? #I literally didn't know how to process a reply for this #Does ur brain hurt Leon? bc mine sure does now #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #tw: alcholism #cw: alcoholism #File Transfer: Received ; Ask | Answered

[chxckandmxte]

Thread Relocation for new editor || @missxnsuppxrt || (Link is gone but its okay bc we know where we are)

☣ - Hunnigan

Just like Leon, Ingrid had been at this for a very long time. Most of her life had been dedicated to the FOS by this point, and in her time there, she had seen horrible things. Seen people eaten by T-virus zombies, watched as G-virus monsters crushed the skulls of former friends, had to listen to someone beg her to tell their family they loved them as they succumbed to death. She had seen things just as bad off duty; seen agents die at their own hand, victims of the job. Watched as other FOS agents broke down and had to stop working to salvage their own mental wellbeing. But she had stayed. Not because she believed in the work, not anymore. She stopped believing in that long ago. She did it because she cared about the agents who had trusted her with their lives constantly. Leon was one of those people she cared about, and she would continue to care whether he was on the job or not. It wasn’t conditional.

“You went AWOL, Leon,” she snapped. “Not a letter or a text or a phone call. Do you have any idea what that looked like?” she asked, her chest tightening with emotion. “People in the office kept thinking you had gone and eaten a bullet! Do you know what that’s like?! Do you know how many times I tried to get a hold of you? How many nights I spent trying to track your movements just to find out if you were still breathing?! The only reason I knew you were alive was because of New York.“

The minute he started walking off, she raced ahead of him. Wheels were faster than feet unless he tried to outright run from her. She swerved in front of him with her wheelchair and stopped in his path, glaring up at him. Others might have been intimidated by the much larger man who had killed people before glaring down at them, but she’d known Leon since the beginning. His scowl had little effect on her anymore.  “You don’t act like an adult! I’m trying to help you and make sure you stay alive! I don’t care if you want to go to a bar, a restaurant or a strip club. I’ll take you, but I’m not leaving you alone. Not this time. I did that once, and you disappeared off the face of the earth. I mean it, Leon. We aren’t doing this again.”

As the disgruntled agent speed walked past the woman, Leon thought that his walking away would be the end of the discussion, unfortunately for him, he was very wrong in that assumption, Hunnigan was much too persistent, she didn't let him pass her, instead, she quickly wheeled herself in front of him and prompted blocked his path forcing him to stop in his tracks and once again face her as she didn't really waste time getting right back to the conversation continuing to berate him again. At this point, Leon was livid, why the hell wouldn't she just leave him alone?

Leon went radio silent on purpose in order to willingly distance himself from everyone, and everyone else seemed to get the message that he wanted to be left alone, or at least he assumed so since no one from his circle of friends had not texted him or attempted to contact him once -- everyone except Ingrid Hunnigan of course. This whole argument was completely stupid and pointless, he didn't want to keep wasting his time, much to his dismay, she was making that very difficult for him, his irritation only grew the more they talked about this, with the woman dragging out the topic even more when Leon very clearly wanted nothing to do with this conversation.

If everyone else could take the hint, why couldn't Hunnigan? Why couldn't she just give him space? There was a reason for his decision to disassociate in the first place. She had no idea what he was going through, she didn't know how difficult things had become for him ever since that mission in Washington.

Without even being aware of it, Leon's mental state was a ticking time bomb waiting to explode under the pressure he'd felt after all these years of fighting a losing battle -- a war that would never end, and something he just didn't want to be a part of anymore.

All the people he lost, all the things horrible things he'd seen, chaotic situations he would always face, it was like his career would follow him right to his grave, and quite frankly, he was just so very tired of everything, so tired of living like this. After his many decades of this meaningless fight, everything he had experienced, were finally catching up to him and it threated to overwhelm him.

There had been several days, where he honestly wished he wouldn't wake up and would pass away in his sleep, sadly, he kept waking up, living the same poor excuse of a life he had stuck on repeat -- there was no silver-lining for him, no sense of relief, or happiness, just pure misery, and the continued persistence from Hunnigan, wasn't helping and with her forcing him to be escorted by her and refusal to leave him alone, finally caused his temper to reach a tipping point, he couldn't hold it back anymore. Feeling his chest tighten and his muscles tense up, he fires away with his words.

[{ ☣ }] - "Why the hell does it matter if I live or die, huh?! This world doesn't have a single goddamn thing left for me!" He angrily snaps back, pausing for a brief second before he goes on with his banter.

[{ ☣ }] - "You stop one virus, and it only just paves the way for another psychopath to either create their own virus, or enhance an already existing one. I wasted half my fucking life dedicating it to my career, and all for what? For fuck all!"

He ragefully exclaimed, huffing a bit after negatively lamenting on everything he had witnessed, everything he'd done and how it slowly began to warp his mind -- even the strongest willed person wouldn't be able to handle what he had been going through. After he caught his breath following his short outburst. He spoke again, his volume a bit more lower this time , confrontational undertones still prevalent in his voice as a particular woman in red would next come to mind, only adding to his heavy levels of stress.

[{ ☣ }] - "Why do you care anyway huh?! I'm not even an active agent anymore, so we technically don't even need to talk anymore. No one else gives a shit if I'm living or breathing, so why the hell should you?"

#missxnsuppxrt #V; Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ Iɴ A Gᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ Lᴏᴏᴘ (Pᴏsᴛ-Vᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ: 2017 ᴛᴏ 2020) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//Sorry for the wait! #//But thank you so much for your patience~ #tw: suicide mention #cw: suicide mention

[chxckandmxte]

@hauntedreality sent: “Your worry isn’t necessary. No, don’t look at me like that when I say that...” / Ada.

It was an early evening and Leon was sitting outside of his apartment on a bench. Things in his life weren't going very well, it was the same shit over and over again, and quite frankly, he was just tired of it all. Just when he thought things couldn't get any worse, here he was, face to face with a person he legitimately thought he'd never see standing here before him like this again. The very moment he saw her, all the memories of their time spent together came rushing back to him, it hit him like a train.

It was almost like his entire life was flashing before his eyes, when instead, it was just all the moments him and Ada had shared, and not to mention the countless times she disappeared without a trace, not even taking a couple seconds to say goodbye to him, leaving him in the dust, alone with a freshly broken heart along with a feeling of profound loneliness.

This time around, Ada had been gone for a much longer time than usual, so seeing again so suddenly, was enough to throw him off a bit, it was a good thing he wasn't drunk right now, or else he might have reacted even more brashly than he was about to -- she had a lot of nerve showing up after all these years. Leon had a lot of choice words for her after all these years, but seeing how she was injured right now, that would have to wait.

One thing was for sure, after all the times she left, there was no way he could feel the same about her anymore, because the more he tried to cling to the faint hope of that one day they could be together, the reality of it was, that they were just too different of people for something like that to ever happen, it was a tough pill to swallow, but after all these years, he finally learned she wasn't the person he thought she was. If they were truly meant to be together, then it would have happened already, and he wouldn't be miserable like this. The proof was obvious, they had never gone back to how they used to be, and that was all he needed to think about to help him get over it though it did take a while -- if only there was some way to take back all the time he had spent, waiting for her --waiting, for nothing at all. Nothing could give him back the time he'd lost, he just had to accept it.

Instead of replying to her comment about him worrying about her and admitting that he had been, Leon just gave her an apathetic look and ignored it completely, he felt nothing for her anymore -- regardless, he wasn't just about to let her wound bleed out in front of him because of some ill-feelings towards her.

Standing up from his seat, Leon made his way over to her, pulling out a can of First-Aid Spray, he broke the tab seal, gave it a few shakes and gently grabbed ahold of her arm well below the injury, it was a pretty deep wound, so he'd need to treat it immediately, with bandages on hand, he aims the can at her wound and begins to spray along the wound, parts of the wound closing up and healing most of the injury.

[{ ☣ }] - "You got a lotta nerve coming to see me after all these years, Ada."

Once the injury was sprayed, he wrapped the bandage around her arm, once it was wrapped around it, he cut the extra length with his knife. He didn't need to worry about securing it it since these bandages were the kind that stuck to itself, so all he had to do was press the leftover little bit of bandage to her arm on a part of the wrap and it stuck right to it. with her wound now dressed, he backs away from her a few steps before returning to his seat.

[{ ☣ }} - "Let me guess, you're here for a reason, but won't tell me. Hit the nail right on the head didn't I?"

#hauntedreality #V; Sᴛᴜᴄᴋ Iɴ A Gᴏᴅᴅᴀᴍɴ Lᴏᴏᴘ (Pᴏsᴛ-Vᴇɴᴅᴇᴛᴛᴀ: 2017 ᴛᴏ 2020) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #//Took me forever but here it is! #//I hope this works! #//I figured him seeing her after a long time post-vendetta would be a good set up #//There be some tension between them and not the good kind lol

[chxckandmxte]

"Hey no reason for me to know at all, but when is your birthday"

Unprompted Asks || Always Accepting || @giraffeiisms

It had been a long day for Leon as today was Wednesday, which left him in charge of going for a supply run, this time around, Jackson needed more food supplies, firewood, and some electrical circuits for the generator to keep it in powered and safe. Leon recalled coming across a store that had all of its entrances blocked by rubble, he came across it during a separate supply run, from close inspection, he didn't see any signs of a way in which likely meant that the supplies inside of it were untouched and just sitting there waiting to be grabbed. He did notice a small gap in the wall above so if they could find a way up, he might be able to get him and his team inside to secure the supplies.

The trip had been a long one, about two days to be exact, but with supplies at an all time low back at base, Leon knew that this trip was absolutely needed, especially with all the people and their families that lived there, with such the vast population that currently resided there, it was important to stay stocked, so he knew this supply one, was a vital one.

After fighting his way through infected along with his assigned group, eventually they reached the store and after Leon was helped up onto the roof of the store, he slipped through the gap, making sure to look down before going in. Thankfully, he was right about his guess, this store was completely untouched, unblocking the front doors, Leon and his group in and they began to gather up the entire store's stock, it had large quantities of food, medical supplies as well as large collection of the needed electrical parts to help support the water power generator.

With their bags fully loaded, the group began the long trek home. And once they returned, the group of six arrived back home around the early afternoon. Upon his return, Leon was thanked and praised for his huge find, while he appreciated it, he knew he wouldn't have been able to do it without his group's assistance and expressed it openly. Now that he was back, Leon could finally feel the aftermath of the long trip finally hit him all at once. Despite being tired, he couldn't sleep during the afternoon, needless to say, later he'd be turning in for the night earlier than normal to rest his tired body.

Passing the time, Leon sat at the plaza on a bench that looked out over a stream. Even though the world was a very different place now, at least nature remained the same, as beautiful as it ever was which was probably the only pleasant thing about this new world they lived in. Staring out into the waters, admiring the reflection of the sun from the water that never failed to offer up a lovely sight.

The silence of nature is interrupted by the familiar voice of Ellie who approached him with a rather peculiar question, and she had her own creative little way of asking it to which made him exhale a shallow breathy chuckle as he turned his head to face her.

[{ ☣ }] - "If you have no reason to know, then I have no reason to tell you." He playfully counters her wording of the question, with her own words. Letting her take in his response a bit before he chuckles and finally gave her the answer she was waiting for.

[{ ☣ }] - "It's June 19th. What about yours?"

#giraffeiisms #Lɪᴠᴇ Tᴏ Sᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴇ ( Tʜᴇ Lᴀsᴛ Oғ Us ) #Wʜᴀᴛ's ᴛʜᴇ ᴘᴏɪɴᴛ ᴏғ ɪᴛ ᴀʟʟ!? (IC) #// Even though I took AGES here it is! #//Hope you enjoy~