Leon slowly stumbled out of the cryogenics chamber, fog filling the air as the intense cold met the warm air of the ancient lab basement.

Leon coughed, looking around for the light switch, he grabbed his desert eagle from his desk and slid on his coat and holster. Leon scanned the room, the windows letting in enough light to see the light switch, he flicked it on, nothing, he flicked it on again and slowly the lights flickered on. Leon smiled, he looked in the mirror, no hair or beard growth since he'd been frozen, good, he slowly climbed the steel staircase and looked around his house, as he entered the main floor lights flicked on from his sensor relay, he frowned, the lights should have taken longer to come on, someone must have been using his house...

((its going to be a military style rp, set three hundred years in the future))