1-1: The Decent
"Leon..." Ashley asked cautiously "...are you... alright?"
The arm no longer scared Ashley or Leon, and that was the scariest part of all. To think that suddenly a world full of mutations no longer seemed impossible, let alone the fact that they were to be expected in today's day and age would baffle most people a decade or two ago.
Or about fifteen years to be more precise.
Fifteen years... Had it really been that long since the horrible tragedy of Racoon City?
Leon continued to watch his arm move. Sometimes it swayed or twitched on its' own, but other times despite complete loss of circulation it behaved normally... as normally as one were to expect a purple mutant arm to!
Leon was lost in thought, so much that Ashley's sudden presence made him jump and reach out.
"Le-eeeep!" Ashley cried before covering her mouth to about attracting attention to anything out. However, rather than horror, a deep red blush was hidden beneath her hand.
Leon's new hand now lay on Ashley'a chest.
The awkward seconds passed before Leon snapped out of it and violently pulled it off Ashley's body, making a sticky sound as it painlessly but tediously began to peel itself off her exposed skin.
Leon looked back up, feeling descrased and embarassed... whereas Ashley seemed to be stifling a smile, adjusting her cheeks to try and keep a straight face now that she had moved the hand shielding it.
Leon almost seemed to wait to be scolded, but when the smack to the face never came he shyly muttered "I'm sorry Ashley."
Ashley nodded back, almost too enthusiastically...
UuuuuUuUuu!
Leon shielded her with his body, careful not to grab her again.
...
...silence.
Leon stood upright and checked his pistol.
"Stay here." He warned Ashley.
Nodding, she watched him lean back against the edge of the wall by the corner before abruptly turning and walking forward slowly.
Grinning ever so slightly, Ashley made sure Leon was completely out of sight before slipping her phone out from beneath a pocket under her dress. Sadly there was still no signal, but that isn't the reason she got it out. Raising it at just the right angle facing her so her face could still be easily distinguished, she make a kiss-face and squeezed her arms around her front to better accent the purple handprint on her before taking a picture...
...a flash startling something around the corner!
hey everyone!
sorry that it has been so long, but it may have to be even a little bit longer I'm afraid. For personal reasons, it has been harder for me to pump these out.
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