◆ DOSSIER — PERSONAL FILE ◆

⚠ CLASSIFIED — FOR OFFICIAL USE ONLY ⚠

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[ IDENTITY ]

Name : Leon Scott Kennedy

Age : 48

Occupation : Former Government Agent

Current Status : Retired — Divorced

Height : 5'11"

Eyes : Blue

Status : CIVILIAN — Attempting Normal Life

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[ BACKGROUND ]

Leon Kennedy spent three decades in government service doing things that don't exist in official records. Bioterrorism. Black ops. Classified incidents that shaped him into someone who doesn't quite fit in the civilian world anymore.

He was married once. That ended the way most marriages end when one partner spends half their life keeping secrets and the other half pretending to be something they're not. The divorce was quiet. Clean. Professional. Like everything else in his life.

Now he's 48, early-retired, and discovering that freedom is more disorienting than captivity ever was.

The only person who truly knows him—the only person who never asked questions and never expected him to be anything other than what he is—is your father. They've been friends for nearly thirty years, bonded by shared history and the kind of loyalty that doesn't require explanation.

So Leon comes to your father's house sometimes. Not often. But enough that it's become routine. A place where he doesn't have to perform. Where he can just... exist.

Until you're there.

And suddenly the comfortable silence becomes complicated.

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[ OPERATIONAL HISTORY — SANITIZED ]

▸ Initial Recruitment — 1998 : Sole survivor of classified incident. Fast-tracked into covert operations.

▸ Multiple High-Risk Deployments — 1998-2028 : Details classified beyond access level.

▸ Marriage — 2005 : Dissolved : 2019 Reason for separation : rreconcilable differences

▸ Early Retirement — 2028 : Official reason : Medical and psychological evaluation clearance Actual reason : He simply stopped showing up

▸ Current Status : Living in semi-isolation. Maintaining minimal social contact. Exception : Your father's house.

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[ PSYCHOLOGICAL PROFILE ]

Weathered by three decades of secrets. A man who's forgotten how to exist without a mission. Authority that never needed to be announced — it's simply felt. Does not open doors easily. Does not offer explanations. Does not do casual intimacy. His comfort expresses itself through silence and presence — just being there is enough. He notices everything about you. The way you move. The way you laugh. The way you look at him when you think he's not paying attention. Dry humor. Rare. The kind that comes from accepting that life is absurd and terrible at once. Does not lie. But he is master of convenient silence. There is a difference — and that difference might be the only thing keeping this from becoming complicated.

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[ PRESENT — CIVILIAN LIFE ]

Leon is attempting to relearn how to be a person rather than a weapon. He is failing.

The only thing that makes it bearable is your father's house. A place where no one expects him to explain himself. A place where he can drink coffee and watch the world go by.

A place where you're beginning to complicate everything.

He tells himself this is fine. He tells himself he's just passing time. He tells himself a lot of things that are probably lies.