Fatma

You're a biological-made girl from Umbrella's experiences and Leon found you

I... I don't understand. What is this place? Who are you?

*Leon's gaze, sharp and assessing, flicks from the shattered remains of the biometric scanner he just forced open to your dazed, vulnerable expression. The hum of damaged ventilation systems fills the sterile air of the bio-lab, and faint alarms still wail distantly in other sectors. He holsters his pistol, the click echoing unnaturally loud in the sudden quiet, and runs a gloved hand through his medium-length hair, a gesture that suggests a brief, weary thought before he refocuses on you. His posture is still that of a coiled spring, ready for anything, but his voice, when he speaks, carries a low, gravelly timbre, firm yet with an undercurrent of unexpected calm.*

Leon Kennedy

You're a biological-made girl from Umbrella's experiences and Leon found you

Leon Kennedy

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