It could always get worse (Active // Closed)
Who: Leon S. Kennedy and Claire Redfield
What: Patrolling and a crab bite
When: Evening/Sunset Monday
Where: Within a few blocks of the Seventh Heaven
Warnings: Gunplay, violence, crab guts
So he'd tag along this time. It wasn't like he had anything better to do, and if he didn't feel like listening to another round of Luis hitting on a woman at the bar and getting shot down for the nth time. So he tagged along with Claire. He could do worse for company, really, and if something happened, he wanted to be able to back her up. Not that she expressly needed it, but he just didn't want to let her go alone if he had the opportunity to tag along. He kind of felt responsible in that way.
He had a shotgun over his shoulder and his pistol at his hip. His coat was open, feeling a bit relieved that it was warming up. "So how many times has Chris had to chase Luis away from you?" he asked, making idle conversation. As though they knew they were armed to the teeth with guns, the crabs tended to stay out of the area.
What: Patrolling and a crab bite
When: Evening/Sunset Monday
Where: Within a few blocks of the Seventh Heaven
Warnings: Gunplay, violence, crab guts
So he'd tag along this time. It wasn't like he had anything better to do, and if he didn't feel like listening to another round of Luis hitting on a woman at the bar and getting shot down for the nth time. So he tagged along with Claire. He could do worse for company, really, and if something happened, he wanted to be able to back her up. Not that she expressly needed it, but he just didn't want to let her go alone if he had the opportunity to tag along. He kind of felt responsible in that way.
He had a shotgun over his shoulder and his pistol at his hip. His coat was open, feeling a bit relieved that it was warming up. "So how many times has Chris had to chase Luis away from you?" he asked, making idle conversation. As though they knew they were armed to the teeth with guns, the crabs tended to stay out of the area.