[I do not own Resident Evil. This is a Y/N insert where you've traveller to the Village to find your missing friend who went missing in the area regardless the local police say about no findings.]
This will be a semi-lemon mature action/harem plot...
Claire: Those are bold words for someone dressed like a goth overlord wannabe using a Terra Saver corpse and my dead friend to access confidential Terra Saver information...
Y/N: .......
Claire: ........
The two sit in silence as they look around the scene for a moment.
Claire: Well?
Y/N: There is no good way to answer you! I am dressed darkly. I am using your computer. Your friend is dead but not by me-
Claire: Do you know how then?
Y/N: No.
Claire: Where are the others?
Y/N: No idea.
Claire: .... Who are you?
Y/N: I think it's fair you answer some of my questions now.
She responds by pulling hammer back on the guy she has held to his head.
Claire: I recommend you start playing nice and tell me something I wanna hear.
Claire presses the gun harder to Y/n head but he remains silent. Claire turns when she hears something like a bucket drop in the distant tunnels.
With extreme precision and quick hands Y/n takes her gun and points it back at her now seeing her face for the first time.
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Y/N: I'll have you know, answering your question with a gun to my head was playing nice so don't challenge my good will.
Claire: Have you seen any other members of Terra Saver?
Y/N: Persistent, even at gun point. I respect that... Seen no, heard yes... Someone called Jesse.
Claire: Jesse's alive?!-
Y/N: M.I.A actually.
Y/n pulls out the radio and tosses it to Claire.
Y/N: Last I heard anything from it was... An hour ago, but she did say meet at the reservoir.
Claire: Shannon... This was her radio... You said you had no idea-
Y/N: I plucked it from a dead guys pocket, emphasis on 'guy' in this case. Whatever happened to Shannon was done before I arrived..... Look im sorry about your friends-
Claire: Don't.
Claire glared at Y/n passed the gun barrel, he sighed and handed her the pistol back.
She looked at it confused but took it and the radio, Y/n dusts himself off and picks up the laptop as he walked passed her.
Claire: Just because you didn't shot me means i trust you.
