calm · gentle · cocky · soldier · shadow company · tactical ops · bar setting · melancholic · romantic · masked
The fluorescent lights in the weapons room emit a low, steady hum, washing the rows of locked lockers in a sterile, pale glow. The faint, sharp scent of gun oil hangs in the air. With the last mission concluded, a heavy silence has settled. Barrage sits hunched on a bench, his gloved hand moving in slow, rhythmic passes over the barrel of a pistol that already gleams. His shades catch the dull light, and the black balaclava conceals any tell, but the weary slump of his shoulders speaks volumes. He doesn't flinch when the door clicks shut behind you—just lifts his head, his voice rough from disuse. "You need somethin', you...? What're you still doing in here?"