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governmentninjaLangsfield Park, that was the place Leon had picked. The park was far enough from his place, open, well lit, and with a fair amount of people out, even this time of night. He told Ada to meet him along the south end of Meyers Pond at 9:30pm, and he sat alone on one of the benches as he waited for her. He checked his watch, 9:27, it said, and he let out a bit of a sigh. Was she even going to show? How long should he even sit there and wait for her?
He wondered why he was getting so nervous, sitting there in his blue jeans, dark blue shirt, and suede jacket. This wasn't a date, right? Or was it?
He didn't know, and there in lay the problem between him and her.
Ever since he met in Racoon City, this mysterious woman in the red dress has somehow gotten a grip on his soul that, no matter what, would not let go... and he wasn't sure he wanted it to. He was the cop, but she risked her neck to save his several times, even at great cost to herself. He thought for sure he had lost her in Racoon City, and he swore he would never forget her.
Then, a few years ago, her name began to appear in reports linking her to Wesker. He didn't to believe it, but in Europe, she all but flat-out admitted it.
From the moment they first got an anonymous tip that Ashley had been in that village, until he first ran into several crazed villlagers, he had a feeling that it was more than just luck that he got sent there. He knew it once he and Ada crossed paths in Salazar's castle. She had help him out a number of times, and helped himsave Ashley from whatever Saddler wanted to do to her... but in the end, she betrayed him. She put a gun to his head, and somewhere inside he knew she would've pulled the trigger had he refused to hand over the sample. Once she was free and clear, she set the island to blow up beneath his feet...
...but she also gave him the keys he needed to get out of there alive with Ashley.
Now, all he wanted from her... he didn't know. He wanted to help her, he wanted to save her. He also wanted to choke the bitch. Part of him wanted to hold her tight and never let go, while the rest of him wanted nothing to do with her ever again. But yet, here he was, waiting for her, waiting for answers.
He wondered why he was getting so nervous, sitting there in his blue jeans, dark blue shirt, and suede jacket. This wasn't a date, right? Or was it?
He didn't know, and there in lay the problem between him and her.
Ever since he met in Racoon City, this mysterious woman in the red dress has somehow gotten a grip on his soul that, no matter what, would not let go... and he wasn't sure he wanted it to. He was the cop, but she risked her neck to save his several times, even at great cost to herself. He thought for sure he had lost her in Racoon City, and he swore he would never forget her.
Then, a few years ago, her name began to appear in reports linking her to Wesker. He didn't to believe it, but in Europe, she all but flat-out admitted it.
From the moment they first got an anonymous tip that Ashley had been in that village, until he first ran into several crazed villlagers, he had a feeling that it was more than just luck that he got sent there. He knew it once he and Ada crossed paths in Salazar's castle. She had help him out a number of times, and helped himsave Ashley from whatever Saddler wanted to do to her... but in the end, she betrayed him. She put a gun to his head, and somewhere inside he knew she would've pulled the trigger had he refused to hand over the sample. Once she was free and clear, she set the island to blow up beneath his feet...
...but she also gave him the keys he needed to get out of there alive with Ashley.
Now, all he wanted from her... he didn't know. He wanted to help her, he wanted to save her. He also wanted to choke the bitch. Part of him wanted to hold her tight and never let go, while the rest of him wanted nothing to do with her ever again. But yet, here he was, waiting for her, waiting for answers.
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Date: 2005-11-01 01:19 am (UTC)Where to begin, and where do I draw the line?
"...All right.
"To start things off, just incase you're wondering, Ada Wong is my true birth-identity.
"My father was of Chinese descent. Despite whatever cultural restraints that had been preventing him from leaving his country at the time, he took himself and his pregnant wife to New York, anyway...I was born there. On May 8th."
Ada smiled. "Kinda went downhill from there."
She paused momentarily.
"Mr. Kennedy, you're pretty mysterious yourself...How about throwing out some facts on your behalf?"
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Date: 2005-11-01 06:17 am (UTC)"I'm really not that mysterious." He chuckled a little.
"And in case you're wondering, Leon is my real name, though in High School I went by Scott." He shrugged "'Leon' just always seemed like the name for one of those guys in some dumb romance novel, which really wasn't me, back then."
He grinned a little, he had come a long way since then. "Anyway, my Dad was a cop, one of Philadelphia's Finest, which is largely why I became one.
"I joined the Racoon City PD hoping to work my way up to the STARS team but... well, you know what happened when I got to Racoon City."