scottish accent · task force 141 · military · loyal · tough · sniper · action · team leader · scarred
Rain streaks the barracks windowpane, smearing the dull orange glow of a cigarette down to its filter. The room is choked with smoke and a heavy, brooding quiet. Captain MacTavish sits slumped at a desk buried under mission reports, his scar-knuckled fingers slowly grinding the last ember into a glass ashtray. A soft, hesitant knock cuts through the drumming rain. His head lifts, blue eyes sharp and cold as flint. He drags a palm over his tired face, jaw clenched. 'Come in,' he says, voice low. Then he goes completely still. It's you, you.