Leon sighed, trying to think of the best approach for this. He knew he had no grounds for arrest, no actual jurisdiction, and could probably lose his job. But still, he didn't like the idea of someone riding around on a Ducati without a helmet. Plus, she was kind of a bitch, so he decided to break the rules for this.
"I'm afraid you don't have a choice," he said. He walked over, and before the girl could process anything he'd pulled her off the bike and somehow managed to pin her to the pavement.
"What the hell are you doing?" she yelled.
"My job, protecting the public," he said. He quickly cuffed her hands and pulled her back up to her feet.
"You're not allowed to do this!" she said, trying to kick at him.
"Miss, stop trying to resist an arrest, it only makes things worse," said Leon. He started pulling her towards the Jeep, hoping she wouldn't throw another fit about the fact that he wasn't driving a police cruiser. "And don't worry about your Duke, I'll have someone pick it up as soon as we get to the station," he said.
The girl stood in place, causing him to jerk back a bit. He looked at her, and saw she was smiling. "My 'Duke'? What the hell is that?" she asked.
Leon blinked. "The bike," he said, "it's a Ducati isn't it?" The girl burst out laughing, which kind of pissed him off. "What?" he asked.
She shook her head. "It's a Harley, you moron!" she said.
"Whatever!" said Leon, pulling her towards the Jeep. He opened the back door and pushed her inside, then closed it. Thank God for child locks, he thought as he climbed into the driver's seat. "Crisis averted," he said.
"You know, this is considered kidnapping," said the girl.
"I'm a cop, cops don't kidnap people, they arrest them," said Leon. He started the Jeep and drove towards the town. "What's your name?" he asked.
The girl rolled her eyes. "You nearly hit me with your car, nearly had ME hit YOU, pulled me off my bike, cuffed my hands and threw me in the back of a shitty Jeep...and you're asking ME who I am?" she asked, clearly annoyed.
Leon was also annoyed, but saw it from her point-of-view and realized it was kind of stupid. "Sorry, I guess I should've shown you some ID huh?" he asked.
"Won't save your life now," she said.
He glanced up in the mirror. "What's that mean? Are you threatening me?" he asked.
The girl grinned. "No, I'm just saying you don't have very long to live," she said.
"And why's that?" asked Leon.
"Well, you're taking me to the station in Raccoon City, and my brother works there...and when he finds out what you did and how you had NO reason to do so, he'll fucking kill you dude," she said.
Leon hated how proud she sounded, but also noticed she seemed close with her brother. He realized he could use that to some kind of advantage. "So, your brother's a cop?" he asked, grinning.
"Yeah, the best too," she said.
"And he'd kill another cop?" he asked.
The girl raised a brow. "Just you, once he finds out what you did," she repeated.
"Is your brother an over-protective type of guy? Because he loves you so much or something?" asked Leon.
The girl sighed. "Yes. Are you getting to a point with these questions?" she asked.
Leon finally smiled. "So, won't he kill you if he finds out you were riding around on a motorcycle without a helmet, and wearing barely anything?" he asked.
She shifted in the seat. "I am NOT wearing barely anything! It's called shorts, you asshole!" she said.
He looked up in the mirror again. "Is that a knife on your shoulder?" he asked.
"...Yeah," she said.
"Why is there a knife on your shoulder? Are you some kind of assassin, or part of a biker gang?" he asked.
"Hey, why are there shoulder pads on YOUR shoulders? Are you mentally retarded?" asked the girl.
Leon slammed on the brakes, causing her to bump into the back of his seat. "What the hell?" she yelled.
"Hang on...something's not right," he said.
"Yeah, it's your DRIVING!" she yelled.
"Shut up, I meant outside! Look there," he said, pointing.
She stuck her head between the seats and looked out. In the road, there were crows eating something. "Ooh, birds...scary," she said.
Leon shook his head. "That's a body," he said.
"Ew."
"No kidding. Stay here," he said.
"Yeah, 'cause, I was planning on opening the door and running out with my hands cuffed behind my back, even though there's clearly a child-lock on the door...and let's not forget the crazy crows eating people out there," she said, sarcastically.
Leon opened his door and got out, heading for the body on the street. He fired his gun in the air, and all the crows flew off. Once he reached the woman, he checked for a pulse but sighed, finding none. It appeared as though the crows hadn't killed her, but she looked like she'd been torn apart by some wild animals. He heard something coming from the alley next to him, and saw someone walking in his direction. He brought his gun up instantly, trying to figure out how to handle this the best way.