coincidences - about a mile from the compound - open

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Leon liked to think of himself as a... relatively upstanding guy. He had helped take down Umbrella, gotten out of Raccoon City alive, and rescued the President's daughter. He wasn't a bad guy. In fact, he had no idea where all this bad karma must've come from to get him in this situation. Again

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[agentvalentine]

After trying to move on with her life, once again, Jill Valentine found herself in the very situation in which she escaped only a few years previous. The infection spread. Again. What a surprise

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Leon had, apparently, been wrong on that whole 'survivors don't last long out here' notion, and now he was on the wrong end of one's gun. It didn't bode well for him, and immediately he raised his hands in a gesture of surrender; he didn't drop his handgun, but he took his finger off of the trigger.

"I'm not going anywhere. I'd drop my guns, but it's a little dangerous for that.." He spoke in a quick mockery of a casual tone, too fast to really sound as relaxed as he would have liked. He had never been very good at that. "I'm not gonna shoot anybody." Pause. Rethink. "Anybody who's still alive." That was better.

Breathe, Leon, he told himself. You've gotten bigger guns than that aimed at you before. Just don't fuck up, or you're zombie-food.

Yeah, that was comforting. His subconscious really sucked sometimes.

[agentvalentine]

Jill narrowed her eyes, watching him carefully. He was pretty well-armed, but didn't seem as though he was looking to take her out, especially after taking his finger off the trigger. Still, she would be on her guard. You never could tell anymore... Her trust was hard to gain after everything she'd been through.

"You're right," she told him, her gun still pointed at him until she had maneuvered herself successfully out of the lifeless car.

She moved over to him slowly, lowering her own handgun. "Well, that's good to hear," she said. "It's nice to see someone else still alive out here."

Though she was still cautious of the man, he looked prepared. Perhaps he, too, knew what was going on. She offered her hand, "My name's Valentine. Jill Valentine," she was so used to always giving her last name when she was in the police force. Oh well, old habits die hard. And bloody.

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Leon was very, very glad when she lowered her gun. He hadn't lived through all that he had just to get blown away by a regular human, right? He told himself that - it was better for his pride. What... little he had. Anyway, he was able to lower his hands, putting the magnum back in its holster for the moment. He hadn't seen or heard any of those undead bastards around here, anyway.

"I'm Leon - Leon Kennedy," he said, nodding. Something about that name was familiar, but it took a moment for it to click. "Did you work at the Raccoon City Police Department?" He asked, before he could quite stop himself. Wouldn't that be a funny coincidence. This day was just full of those.