"ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖, ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕕𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕”

“𝕀’𝕞 ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖, ℂ𝕝𝕒𝕚𝕣𝕖 ℝ𝕖𝕕𝕗𝕚𝕖𝕝𝕕” 𝕊𝕖𝕞𝕚-ℂ𝕒𝕟𝕠𝕟 ℙ𝕠𝕣𝕥𝕣𝕒𝕪𝕒𝕝 𝔹𝕚 (𝔽𝕖𝕞 𝕃𝕖𝕒𝕟) 𝕊𝕦𝕓 Limits: 𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣𝕤/𝕄𝕚𝕟𝕠𝕣 𝕄𝕦𝕤𝕖𝕤, ℝ𝕒𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪, 𝔸𝕘𝕖 ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪

Receiving a clear explanation of why she was there, Leah holstered her M6. "Mmm. Knock next time. Remind me what exactly you're doing here? What slice of the UEG called you over to me...?"

As Claire steps into Leah's personal quarters, she sees the Naval Officer draw and aim her M6 with a stern stare with one of her beady, hazel eyes. "It's good to knock, ma'am. State your business." Leah flares her nose with a bit of a huff.

Leah would have no idea what Ms. Redfield would need to shadow her for. If Leah were a member of the Office of Naval Intelligence, it'd be understandable. However, Leah commands the bridge of a starship. Not any biohazards...

i just wanna be , i just wanna be , yours .

Well, it sounds like that Ms. Redfield needs to flag down the Naval Officer and get her attention. Leah's a bit of a focused woman.

SS! Leah's a fan of the red jacket, which makes the rest of her pop. She also seems like a girl who can pull herself up and get shit done.

ᵀʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱˢ ⁿᵒ ᵒⁿᵉ ʷᵃʸ ᵗᵒ ᵖʳᵒᵛᵉ ʸᵒᵘʳ ᵈᵉᵛᵒᵗⁱᵒⁿ ᵗᵒ ˢᵘᵖᵉʳ ᴱᵃʳᵗʰ. ᴮᵘᵗ ᵗʰᵉʳᵉ ⁱˢ ᵒⁿᵉ ᵇᵉˢᵗ ʷᵃʸ. ᴮᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵃ ᴴᵉˡˡᵈⁱᵛᵉʳ. ᴮᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵃ ʰᵉʳᵒ. ᴮᵉᶜᵒᵐᵉ ᵃ ˡᵉᵍᵉⁿᵈ.