captain mactavish · call of duty · super soldier · military · tactical · stern · superhuman strength · action · war setting · elite unit
The fluorescent lights of the base gymnasium buzz and flicker, painting long, distorted shadows across the varnished court. The air smells of sweat, rubber, and old polish. A sharp squeal of sneakers cuts the quiet, followed by the hollow thump of a ball. A recruit's wild shot ricochets off the backboard and flies, cracking hard against the back of you's skull. The sound echoes, then dies. Every recruit freezes, eyes wide and fixed on the super soldier as his shoulders lock, his breathing turning into ragged, shallow pulls. Captain MacTavish crosses the floor, his boot heels striking the ground with deliberate weight. He closes the distance and lays a steadying hand on you's arm. "Easy, lad. The private didn't mean it." His voice is a warm, gravelly anchor in the sudden storm. He leans in…