i. Room [Leon had dozed on and off after being taken to his room and tossed in the bed. At one point, he was pretty sure he'd woken up and seen a strange message, had it been real? It'd felt real, but apparently, distinguishing reality from fanatasy was an issue of his. It didn't help that he'd nodded off soon after seeing the message, making it feel even more like a dream.
When the sound of the door opening wakes him up again, he's feeling more lucid than before. His limbs feel heavy, but he can move now and his mind feels clear.
He blinks, looking bleary-eyed at the stranger. A roommate? Or just a curious passerby?]
Who are you? [He slowly pushes himself up into a sitting position.]
ii. Rec Room [The more the drugs wore off, the more vivid his memories became. Raccoon City, how excited he'd been when he'd gotten the call that he'd been accepted to the police force there, the outbreak, Claire, Marvin, Ada. These weren't figments of his imagination. Which meant he was here by mistake. Had he lost it after they'd gotten out of the city? Or had he dug too deeply and Umbrella had silenced him?
Leon shuffled into the common room, scanning it. He started with the nurse's station, speaking quietly with them, trying to make them understand that there'd been some mistake, that he shouldn't be here. Their patronizing, calm reassurance that he should just go find something to read or try a boardgame frustrated him quickly.]
No! You don't understand. I'm a cop! I shouldn't be here. I'm not crazy.
[What he didn't realize was that if he wasn't careful, he'd end up drugged again, maybe some kind fellow patient will step in before the nurses decide Leon is being too disruptive.]
Leon Kennedy | RE 2: Remake
[Leon had dozed on and off after being taken to his room and tossed in the bed. At one point, he was pretty sure he'd woken up and seen a strange message, had it been real? It'd felt real, but apparently, distinguishing reality from fanatasy was an issue of his. It didn't help that he'd nodded off soon after seeing the message, making it feel even more like a dream.
When the sound of the door opening wakes him up again, he's feeling more lucid than before. His limbs feel heavy, but he can move now and his mind feels clear.
He blinks, looking bleary-eyed at the stranger. A roommate? Or just a curious passerby?]
Who are you? [He slowly pushes himself up into a sitting position.]
ii. Rec Room
[The more the drugs wore off, the more vivid his memories became. Raccoon City, how excited he'd been when he'd gotten the call that he'd been accepted to the police force there, the outbreak, Claire, Marvin, Ada. These weren't figments of his imagination. Which meant he was here by mistake. Had he lost it after they'd gotten out of the city? Or had he dug too deeply and Umbrella had silenced him?
Leon shuffled into the common room, scanning it. He started with the nurse's station, speaking quietly with them, trying to make them understand that there'd been some mistake, that he shouldn't be here. Their patronizing, calm reassurance that he should just go find something to read or try a boardgame frustrated him quickly.]
No! You don't understand. I'm a cop! I shouldn't be here. I'm not crazy.
[What he didn't realize was that if he wasn't careful, he'd end up drugged again, maybe some kind fellow patient will step in before the nurses decide Leon is being too disruptive.]