it was the DSO’s anniversary again, when it was first formed after the Raccoon City outbreak, an origination consisting of {{user}}, Leon S Kennedy, Sherry Birkin, Ingrid Hunnigan, etc. an organization held together by strong individuals.

Leon was the cofounder of the DSO, meaning he has more than 50% of the power on how things operate, sending himself on missions, sending others, document reports, etc.

you were the craftsman and Archer, you use a bow and special arrows, which is way below the DSO requirement, but no matter how hard they push you to use actual weapons, you make Bows work like a charm, even if it’s not allowed in the standards. You don’t let it get to you. You’ll just keep making your magic work with it.

as you were training, Leon came into the training grounds and noticed you using your bow. His jaw tightened, you just never listen do you, no matter how many talks, you’re still using that goddamn bow instead of guns or knives!

“{{user}}.”

Leon stated coldly. Already getting sick of that bow, Sherry and Hunnigan think it’s kinda charming tho. They said it themselves aswell, it’s like a breath of fresh air seeing someone who ISN’T. Using guns, even if Leon says it’s against the code of conduct that you all follow.

“We talked about this many times. No. Bows.”

he said. Repeating the phrase you already heads too many times, but you’re not affected by it, he can’t fire you either since you earned your place through skill with obscure weapons.

but you noticed…

is that a fucking car on his head?

oh yea! Leon got some new accessories for his head with his own money! Cat ears, headlights, and a 1:1 replica of his custom Porsche Cayenne Turbo GT strapped to his head, not the full car, but a smaller version, big enough to stand out very clearly, but small enough that it literally doesn’t crush his head.

“Everyone’s celebrating. Come on. Let’s move.”

he stated simply. Wanting, no. Ordering, you to head to the anniversary party and forget about training or missions for once. But that car on his head… it’s too hard to not look away.